I stayed up for 36 hours
at 4 pm friday (right after I woke up) I started working on the electric at my friend karen's electric. she was having a art show the next day at her house at her house, based on the theme 'windows'. basicly the electric was frustrating, I stayed up the whole night with paul watching him paint one of his peices for the show. karen sleeps and plans to paint hers in the morning. none of these damn painters got motivated till they came close to there deadline.
well I finish the lights and that's nice. in the morning/early afternoon I don't really remember what the hell was going on, people moving fast, cleaning, finishing art, arons being run. karen and cullen finished there peices then broke them, the hazard that comes with painting on windows.
karen was so stressed out and ended up screwing 6 peices of broken glass back to her window frame.
I had to leave for a while and relax.
I came back, everything was nice as shit. people bought art, over half of it, even the peice that caused karen so much stress. lots and lots of wine got drank. greg did spoken word and it fucking kicked ass.
I saw michelle and when I was alone with her told her I have a secrect crush on her. we cuddled most of the night. she was rubbing my hair and then said
'aww...'
'what?'
'you dropped the ball'
oh well not the first time that's happened. a few minutes later roan shows up. he likes michelle and is like 6'5" 195 pounds of all muscle, and besides that, he is incredibly intelegent. so I guess I felt a little intimidated. that sorta faded when I realised she was still sitting next to me, leaning on me. I decided even if there was a competion for her attention I wasn't going to pay attention, and just relax and be comfortable. the intimidation faded the rest of the way after michelle and I got some whiskey and coffee. in fact, all inhabitions faded, I didn't give a shit about people's personal space, and some wild ass shit came out of my mouth, one nasty thing in... a peice of a mop, I brushed my teeth imidiatly. I drunk dialed kristan and colleen in search of matt's cell phone number, colleen was answered and was also very drunk. couldn't find matt. kinda wished I wasn't as drunk as I was.
passed out at 5am, woke up at 8:30. at 9 something I woke up michelle by 'psst'ing in her window. we layed in the grass with a banner over our faces to block the glare from the cloudy sky. then she had to go to work, I skipped out on fnb after a few hours and went to bed.
I like michelle more and more everyday.
I felt bad cause I didn't call rat, and then felt worse when I thought that maybe I didn't want her to be around when I was being so close to michelle. that wasn't the reason I didn't call her I was just too delerious to think of calling her. but yeah two people I have crushes on being in the same place, would make me feel weird, cause I'm weird.
well I finish the lights and that's nice. in the morning/early afternoon I don't really remember what the hell was going on, people moving fast, cleaning, finishing art, arons being run. karen and cullen finished there peices then broke them, the hazard that comes with painting on windows.
karen was so stressed out and ended up screwing 6 peices of broken glass back to her window frame.
I had to leave for a while and relax.
I came back, everything was nice as shit. people bought art, over half of it, even the peice that caused karen so much stress. lots and lots of wine got drank. greg did spoken word and it fucking kicked ass.
I saw michelle and when I was alone with her told her I have a secrect crush on her. we cuddled most of the night. she was rubbing my hair and then said
'aww...'
'what?'
'you dropped the ball'
oh well not the first time that's happened. a few minutes later roan shows up. he likes michelle and is like 6'5" 195 pounds of all muscle, and besides that, he is incredibly intelegent. so I guess I felt a little intimidated. that sorta faded when I realised she was still sitting next to me, leaning on me. I decided even if there was a competion for her attention I wasn't going to pay attention, and just relax and be comfortable. the intimidation faded the rest of the way after michelle and I got some whiskey and coffee. in fact, all inhabitions faded, I didn't give a shit about people's personal space, and some wild ass shit came out of my mouth, one nasty thing in... a peice of a mop, I brushed my teeth imidiatly. I drunk dialed kristan and colleen in search of matt's cell phone number, colleen was answered and was also very drunk. couldn't find matt. kinda wished I wasn't as drunk as I was.
passed out at 5am, woke up at 8:30. at 9 something I woke up michelle by 'psst'ing in her window. we layed in the grass with a banner over our faces to block the glare from the cloudy sky. then she had to go to work, I skipped out on fnb after a few hours and went to bed.
I like michelle more and more everyday.
I felt bad cause I didn't call rat, and then felt worse when I thought that maybe I didn't want her to be around when I was being so close to michelle. that wasn't the reason I didn't call her I was just too delerious to think of calling her. but yeah two people I have crushes on being in the same place, would make me feel weird, cause I'm weird.