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Monday, August 19, 2002 ( 12:38 PM ) Dear World, Yes, I know, I have been totally lame in not updating this thing. I know you have been starving for more information about me and my shenanigans. Well, two things. I got the flu for a week, and then I went to LA and I just got back. I don't need to tell you about the flu, everyone knows that the flu sucks. The question is who did I get it from, and don't they know that I can cast a spell on them to give them flu for a whole year? Well ok, maybe I can't do that... yet. But that doesn't mean that people should not be running scared. Did I tell you I am thinking of getting a pet rat? That will add to my Wiccan appeal. Rats have little hands! I wonder if I could teach it to play a little tambourine on my shoulder? Or it could just sit on my shoulder with a little tambourine tied to its tail and shake it around. That would be cool. So anyway, I went down to LA... on the TRAIN, big mistake. It took something like 12 hours to get there, and then Eric didn't even meet me at the station so I had to spend my life's savings on a cab. He said later that he totally spaced on it because his friend's dog got hit by a car so he had to drive them to the pet hospital because his friend was too upset to drive, or something. We didn't have sex hardly at all, and he was acting really weird (he admitted at the end of my visit that he was feeling awkward because he thought I was falling in love with him and I wanted to be his girlfriend. Excuse me, but what the fuck??? Anyway, the visit was mainly me tagging along with him to band practice and just hanging out getting stoned. Eric doesn't know this but I snuck off with the guitar player during a break and made out with him! Really, I was just turned on by his name (Liam.) I was really pretty embarrassed to be there looking like a fucking groupie though. Anyway, when I wasn't watching the band and making out with Liam, we were at the beach, and I made Eric show me how to surf. So I can be like Gidget! :-) I didn't do too well but I know it takes more than one lesson to become a Surfer Grrrl. Anyway, we also got drunk a lot which kind of annoyed me because of too drunk to fuck, but it was fun. I wish we had done real drugs though. Like mushrooms or hash or something. Anyway, fuck the train. No way was I going to spend 12 hours getting back. I managed to guilt-trip Eric into paying for my plane ticket. Well I mean he had to, because I was broke from the cab ride, and if he didn't pay for my plane ticket he would have been stuck with me forever! So anyway I flew back to Oak-Town. Then I got a shuttle to BART and came home. I got home on Monday afternoon. I was pretty wiped out from having alcohol poisoning so soon after a week of flu. So I went surfing the personal ads again. Of course it's kind of pointless since I have no credits, no money with which to buy credits, and I have learned that collect-calling people is rude. Too bad. I saw this one cute boy with a tambourine. I had all sorts of fantasies about having kind of a tambourine-duel with him on neighboring stages, like in Zoolander when Derek and Hansel have the "Walk-Off." That was really funny. I would like to have a "Shake-Off" or whatever you'd call it. Of course I would win, because I would have the Dark Arts on my side! Plus my little rat friend would be whispering words of encouragement in my ear. So, cute boy, if you happen to stumble upon this page, my handle on Nerve is "peachy_t" Drop me a line and we'll fuck! I mean duel! ;-)
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