Ξ Sunday, 31 Jul 2005 at 06:41 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Normal |
vanessa is quite possibly the coolest girl ever.
wow, last night was incredible. i will tell you all about it and everything, but i need to go chronologically so i dont miss or leave anything out. first off, it’s very interesting, because right after I wrote my last entry, I was about to get to sleep. i was just about to set away msgs and such, amber msged me going “omfg!!!” she was really upset and she said she was crying, because a lot of crazy shit went down with her and all that night. she said that her friend apparently drove drunk and crashed her other friend’s car through some fuckers’ garage, and then subsequently blamed it on her, giving the angry homeowners’ Amber’s name (for God knows what reason). apparently too the homeowners came over to Amber’s house and were ridiculously pissed, and her parents threatened to kick her out of her house and all…. fuck.
i was stunned by all this news, and really trying to calm her down and make her feel better, because it wasn’t the end of the world — it was not her fault any of this happened, and i am sure her parents won’t kick her out, since they’ll likely cool down after a bit, ya know? (note: they did, and i’ll get to that later). i must have talked to her for like an hour straight online, just telling her everything would be ok and that i’m here for her, and i just wanted to help as much as I could. she started talking about suicide and saying that there were no reasons for living, and I set her straight on that for sure. I hate when people talk about suicide, at least when they seriously talk about killing themselves, because it’s seriously not cool. Suicide in any other context is fine to discuss or whatever, unless you’re talking seriously about killing yourself, in which case I’m going to fucking straighten your shit out.
the main thing i told her is that suicide is one of the most selfish acts any person could inflict. it may seem like it’d make everyone’s lives better (for some people think this), or some kooky bullshit like that, but the truth of the matter is that it really is completely selfish. in committing suicide, one deprives the entire world of all the gifts they bring to it, as well as depriving their entire family and friends of all the light and love they carry within themselves as human beings. no matter how ‘awful’ you think you might be to your parents or whatever, everyone knows that once you make that decision to end it all, they really will miss you after your mortal light suddenly flares up and fades. that’s the point, really, i guess, for some people committing suicide — “oh look at me? they all miss me! you really miss me now eh!” — and my argument isn’t to strengthen that sentiment at all. i’m just trying to state how selfish and inconsiderate an act it is, and well, i told her how much she really does matter, how much i do care about her. i told her that even if she doesn’t care about anyone else or worry about the effect on them that she should think about me and how much i’d miss her and all. the bottom line? suicide is for cowardly, sissy motherfuckers who can’t handle life. nothing is ever so bad that you should kill yourself because of it. and i mean nothing. hell, Oedipus didn’t even kill himself after he married (and slept with) his mother, so if he could handle living (albeit with gouged-out eyes), anyone should be able to.
thankfully, she listened to me, and we talked about another hour or so on the phone after that, and i calmed her down a lot and really gave her some perspective on things. i really wish i coulda hugged her then and all and made her feel safer, but alas, all i could do was console her with my voice, thoughts, and kind words. i was really happy that i was able to help her, cos she is such a sweetheart and doesn’t deserve any of this shit happening to her in the slightest. i got off of the phone with her at around 6am or so, and was gettin ready to go to sleep, but then chels msged me and asked me if I wanted to talk on the phone, LOL. so i talked to her on the phone for maybe 30mins or so, and that was really nice… i missed her 
by the time i finally got to bed, it was around 07.00, and the sun was almost all risen. my soul felt really good after all of that. i dont know why, just did, hard to explain, i just felt happy to have done some good.
friday, 29 jul: since i went to sleep so late, a 10am alarm didn’t seem like a wise idea. it went off nonetheless, however, and I ended up pushing it back to 11. even after it woke me up at 11, I didn’t actually become fully conscious until 14.00, since I went back to sleep (tired!). i decided it was probably time to wake up then…. i was going to go over to the computer stores and check for that fucking part (the 3.5″ to 5.25″ shit), but didn’t get around to it. christine texted me randomly saying that her coworker niels was a fucking asshole, and i texted her back sayin yeah, he’s a dick, and i told her i’d let her know about Vanessa’s party when I knew more details. i had called Vanessa the night before and left her a msg asking about things, but she didn’t get back to me until I talked to her online.
you’re all golden like the Triforce!
wow, i just said that to katy… that shit is genius. anyways, so yeah, I just chilled most of the day, talked to Chels and Chris and others a bunch, Amber a bit more too hehe…. she was babysittin her lil 5yr old cousin and all while i talked to her. Chelsey was gone earlier because she had to get some medical tests done and all, and so I talked to her a bit on the phone (i think on the fone?) after she got her tests done, and she said everything went fine which was good! well, if i remember correctly, I had to go get my sis from my grandparents’ (more watering) around 17.00, and then we went out for some lunch. my mum gave me about $12, which is all she had, and so we got some food at carl’s jr. after that, went home, chilled out… Claude called me and wanted to know what the plan was, and I told him I’d call him when I knew what we were doing, but I suggested we meet up at 21.00 or so.
Vanessa told me that she was down for meeting whenever, and 21.00 sounded fine to her, so I planned on picking her up by then. i was talking to people online and all, and well, got pretty caught up in that, lol… as usual. Jenn called and asked whether we’d finalised plans, and I said well, I’m picking up Claude at 21.00, then V after that, so it’s all good… she was going to meet us after wRk at 00.00 anyways. when 21.00 approached, however, I wasn’t even nearly ready to go (hadn’t even showered yet), and so I called Vanessa and told her I’d be running a little late — but she said that’d be fine, because she was getting groceries (hint: jello for jello shots!), and so she wouldn’t be ready for awhile either. hence I jumped in the shower and got ready to go… changed into my MFDOOM shirt cos i wanted to look ill at the club. i called Claude and told him I’d be over in a few to pick him up, and so bailed out the door around 21.40 or so.
oh, and for the record, someone hijacked Tom’s Myspace page, check it the fuck out, wahahahhaa. argh, it’s fixed now. lol… well, it was funny while it lasted. if you missed it, sorry.
went to get some money at the bank (sadly, dipped into my overdraft again), then over to Claude’s, bumped DANGERDOOM on the way over (word)… I got to his place around 22.00, and he wanted to watch some (bleh) SportsCenter before we went over to Vanessa’s. i was like dude, hurry the fuck up, and so we bailed out the door and got into my car. I had printed out a map to Vanessa’s house off of Mapblast, but I ended up forgetting it when I left, so I just tried to remember where her place was and the address. Before we left Claude’s, of course, I called her to make sure she was home and ready to go, and she said she was, so we headed over there.
got to her house — we actually passed her driveway the first time, the driveway to her apartment complex, but then we found it, and I parked behind her ill VW Jetta. I called her and told her we were there, since she needed to come downstairs (the door to the apartments inside was locked), and she said she’d be right down. A minute later or so, she came down the stairs, looking shiningly beautiful, and I smiled brightly and greeted her warmly when she came outside. We got into the car, and she sat in the back for some reason (why, I dunno), and she said she needed to go to the bank before we hit up any bars. we stopped there for a sec at the drive-up ATM, and then headed off towards the clubs. Vanessa called Christine to see if she was still coming, and Christine said she was watching a movie, but she might come later, which was good. I recommended we hit up The Jungle first, which was supposed to be a good place. I opened the door for Vanessa and let her out of the car, and then we went inside. We ended up having to pay a $5 cover, and when we got in there, the music was mind-numbingly loud — to the point where I couldn’t fucking hear myself think. bleh.
fuck it though, it didn’t matter at the moment. This was the first bar that Vanessa had been to — she has been 21 for awhile (god, I can’t remember her birthday, I think it was before Christine’s though, and so it was like March or Feb? sorry!) — but hasn’t gone to the bars yet for some odd reason, until now! I offered to buy her a drink, because it was only fair, and she’s like “No!” lol… but I did it anyways. I went up to the bar and got her a drink — “Could I get a Long Island iced tea for the lady, please?” and they made one up for her. I was kinda disappointed with their drinks, though, because they charged $6 for the one I bought Vanessa, and it was half the size of the ones at Indigo, and the same fucking price… bleh. anyways, I paid it though, and she seemed to like it, which I was happy about. Me and Claude sat there drinking water — I don’t know why he didn’t drink, but oh well, he kept bitching about wanting a “Rennie’s Lemonade” (from Rennie’s Landing across town). Claude kept busting out “the laugh” (his signature hysterical laugh), and he kept spewing random obscenities about the goofballs at the Higgerty and all, and Vanessa remarked to me, “I can’t hear a word he’s saying!” it was funny, i sorta “translated” for her, or at least told her some of the random shit he was saying, and she was laughing and smiling the whole time.
Eventually, we tired of the constant noise and not being able to even talk to each other, so we decided to go somewhere else. Claude was fucking adamant that we go to Rennie’s, and so both Vanessa and I humored him and drove over there, even if we’d only be there for a few. Fuck it, we’ll go there then. We sped through the hazy evening amid partying and merriment, and with windows rolled down, the night air rushed by in cool gusts. We drove down 13th towards Rennie’s, and I pointed out Indigo as we drove by (“Maybe we’ll go there later…”), and then we eventually arrived at Rennie’s. I pulled around the corner and into the UO parking lot behind Rennie’s, because my parking sticker is good until end of September… too bad I won’t be around to use the last of it… oh well. Neither will my car, I don’t think. I think Vanessa gave me a hug when we got out of the car (yay!), and then we walked over to Rennie’s.
Walked into the bar, and we went upstairs to see what was happening there. Claude went to the bar to get a Rennie’s lemonade, and I went up there with him, giving him $5 for a drink (he was ostensibly broke, so whatever), and who did I see? My friend Dylan! I haven’t seen Dylan for months, and well, we used to be like best friends way back. I met him in 4th grade or so on a class trip, and well, we were best of friends until about 9th or 10th grade, when we had a mysterious falling-out. I think it was some stupid shit I was on, I can’t even remember, but it was so fucking retarded that I shouldn’t have bailed out on him, and I actually regret that to this day, cos he’s a really fucking cool guy. We saw each other at UO awhile ago on campus, and talked and exchanged numbers and shit, but we never really were able to hang out; I guess we were both busy though, so it’s chill. So I see him yesterday, and told him I was going to San Francisco in about 2 weeks, and he said “Dude, we should totally chill, so I’ll give you a call or vice versa and we’ll figure it out.” He was there apparently at his girlfriend’s birthday, and so he had to bail, so I told him we’d be in touch and all. I talked to Vanessa and all while we waited for Claude to get his drink, and then we went downstairs, since upstairs was really noisy and shit.
Claude went to look for anyone else we knew, but didn’t find anyone, so we three sat down and chilled for a bit. Vanessa was all bright-eyed and smiling, as she normally is, and I talked avidly with her while Claude kinda chilled and busted out random shit (especially the laugh). I was like yeah, this fucker’s getting opened up now for sure, YEAH! — cos he’d had a drink and all. He goes randomly to me, “Dude, should I get an AMF? AMF?!? AMF?!?!?! Should I get one?!?!?!” I’m like dude, fucking go for it, go to the bar and ask for one, charge it on the credit card! He’s like “Yeah, credit card, credit card… My dad will pay for it either way, man, it’s all good!”and he bounces away towards the bar to order the drink. He comes back with this pint glass of this bluish shit, and he’s all sucking it down while we watch and crack up. He’s like “dude, this is some good shit, man! good shit!!!” I asked him if I could try it, and he’s like “No… it’s ALL MINE.” I’m like “You won’t even let Vanessa try it, will you?” and he goes “Nope, all mine.” he was all getting hysterical then, just buggin out, and me and Vanessa kept cracking up.
I think Christine called Vanessa a bit later, and she said she’d come to Rennie’s and meet us and everything. She didn’t know where it was though, so I tried to give her directions, and she said she’d be there soon. We waited at our table, which was near the front of the bar, and just kicked it, talking and all, and just enjoyed our time. Claude got crazier and crazier, as he does when he’s drinking, and it got increasingly funnier every minute. Jenn called me around midnight or so (this is Saturday morning now), and she said she was just getting done at wRk at the hospital. She parked in the parking lot right next to where I was (I shoulda seen her car), and so she told me to meet her there. Vanessa had to go to the ladies’ room or something, I think, and so I told Claude to tell her I’d be back in a few, and I went outside to go meet Jenn.
I met up with her in the parking lot, and then, out of the blue, I saw my friend Dave, Dan, and (I think) Dan’s girlfriend, who was a bigger girl, and she was pretty fucking cute. lol… and then Christine called me and asked me for directions, since they got lost somehow, but they just ended up down the street from where we were, so I said “Walk this way,” and they did. I talked to Dave and Dan for a sec, and I think they brought along my old friend Andy too. I had to go though, because I was with Vanessa and Jenn and everyone else, and so we walked down the street for a sec and I met up with Christine and Dan there. We went inside, and Christine and Vanessa hugged and Jenn and Vanessa hugged and they all started talking right away. We were all sorta standing in a tight circle, and Jenn wanted to sit down cos she’d been working all day, and she also wanted to know what we were doing — staying there or going. I thought she was kinda crabby initially, but she was just tired from work and wanting to sit down at a table with everyone instead of standing around.
Christine wanted to go to Indigo, and so she got Vanessa on the bandwagon too, and we all decided to go over there. Jenn wanted to consolidate the cars a bit though, so she said we should drop off my car at my house (since it was close), and so Jenn and Vanessa followed me and Claude up the hill to my house with her car. It was still a cool, or at least fairly cool night, and I loved driving through the darkness of the ‘forest’ near my house. Pulled my car in the driveway, made the drop; switched up the cars and peeled out of there. I sat in the back behind Vanessa, and Claude behind Jenn, and we drove down towards Indigo. I brought my iPod just in case Vanessa wanted to hear some of my music, cos she reminded me that I needed to hear one of her favourite hiphop groups, Lexicon, when we went to her house. Christine called me on the cell on the way there, and she asked where the fuck we were, and I told her we were on the way, we had to drop off my car and all. It was about 00.50 then, and so we only had about an hour left to go to Indigo and chill.
We had to stop by Selco for a sec so Jenn could get some cash out, and then we drove over to Pearl or so, where I recommended we park (about a block from Indigo). We got out of the car and walked over to Indigo. Got in the door, and Dan and Christine were sitting at the bar waiting for us, and so we all went up to it and were gonna sit down. there weren’t really enough seats at the bar though, and so I was standing behind Vanessa and Christine for a sec, and then I thought we should try to get a table. There weren’t any seats open next to her tho, unfortunately. I asked Jenn if she wanted a drink, and she said sure, so I went over and got her a margarita. Jenn wanted to sit down some more cos she’d been standing all day at work, and so she sat down at a table, but none of the others came when I asked them if they wanted to — I guess they didn’t hear me or something.
I sat down next to Jenn for a sec, and she said “don’t worry about me, I’ll be alright, go hang out with them — I just need to sit down, and well, they’ll come over eventually.” So I noticed that there was a seat open next to Vanessa, but I failed to notice that there were two, though. I thought about it though, and I didn’t know if she wanted to sit on an uncomfortable barstool and all, because she’d been working all day — but I was wrong, as I end up being sometimes, of course — she came over angrily and said, “Hey, you could have at least told me there was an empty seat here!” I explained to her exactly what I just wrote, that I didn’t know if it’d be comfortable for her or not, and etc. She was kinda pissed off then, and I had a feeling that it might be a bad night, and we kinda bitched back and forth for a sec, and unbeknownst to me, she started sucking down her margarita faster because she was pissed at me, lol. Vanessa and Christine walked off towards the back of the bar inexplicably, and Jenn told me that she thought the both of them were ignoring her, but it proved to be an unfounded worry. She eventually got a little happier after she’d finished her margarita, and I sat there sipping ice water. Christine and Vanessa were apparently scoping the place for a guy for Vanessa (since she’s kinda on weird terms with her ex, and well, yeah, I’ll go there later perhaps), and so they came back with this one guy, whose name was Jared, and Vanessa talked to him for a sec, and we all moved to a table then.
The table: Christine, Jenn, me. Across from us (respectively): Jared, Vanessa, Claude. I was on the very inside, and well, Jenn wanted another margarita, so Dan (who pulled up a chair on the outside) offered to get her one. We were all talking to each other; Christine was pretty fucked up off of the Long Island iced tea she got, and Vanessa was working on a Mai Tai, so both of them were kinda loopy, and Claude was drinking a Long Island too. fuck, i was surrounded by drunks, except for Jared and Dan. Jared’s friend Adam showed up, this kinda weird, wiggerish looking guy, and he pulled up a chair next to Dan. Claude started laughing his ass off and wouldn’t stop, and I was falling over laughing at him. Jenn and Christine were even laughing at him, and Jenn usually goes crazy if he started busting out the laugh. Apparently Jared asked Christine, “Is that guy always like that?” and she goes, “yeah, he doesn’t even need to be drunk to pull this shit!” and it’s absolutely true, he’s crazy either way, but fucking crazier if he’s drunk.
I remember poking Vanessa randomly, and she didn’t even notice, and then later I told her, “I poked you” and she went “You poked me? I didn’t even know that!” it was funny, and Christine was all loopy too, and we were all just cracking the fuck up at the table. it was so fun, and I wasn’t even drunk yet! We called Swagerty, Belt, and Jed, and we left a ridiculous message on Swagerty’s phone — it was fucking hilarious. sadly though, the fun had to end, because the bars were almost closed — they gave last call at 01.50, and so we figured we’d better leave at 01.55, so we bailed out of there. Vanessa invited Jared and Adam to come to her house, because we had some good shit there, and so me, Jenn, Vanessa and Claude walked back to Jenn’s car. I was the only sober one there, so I had to drive, and so we walked towards the car, or rather, I walked and they stumbled and held onto me. It was fucking weird, because Jenn was holding onto my arm and shoulder (on the right), and then Claude fucking leaned over on me and almost knocked me over, bahaha.. and Vanessa saw a parking post and started pole-dancing on it, it was fucking hot! anyways, we all finally made it to the car after much stumbling on their parts, and I managed to get Jenn into the front seat somehow.
so we drove off towards Vanessa’s, and I hoped Dan would know how to get there. On the way there, Claude kept fucking busting out his laugh over and over and over again, and did it in Jenn’s ear for much of the time, and she goes “Dude, do it out the fucking window!” so he turns out the window and starts busting the fucking laugh out the window about 500 times, and we were all laughing our asses off by this time. I think Vanessa kept singing out the window and Claude just kept busting the laugh out, and eventually we got to Vanessa’s house. Swagerty called my phone back, and Jenn answered. He asked if I was there, and Jenn said “No, Claude jacked his phone, he isn’t here.” He was like “Well, tell Claude not to fucking call me if he’s drunk,” or something to that extent. it was fucking classic though…. Christine was right in front of all of us, well, her car was, driven by Dan that is. A pickup or 4Runner or whatever pulled up a second later too, and apparently that was the guys from the bar. We didn’t think they’d be able to find us, because we gave pretty nebulous directions, but I guess they followed Dan or something and were able to find it. yay! so, I think Vanessa went ahead and opened the house up, and we all piled upstairs into her apartment, which was pretty fucking sweet. It was cosy but comfortably large at the same time, and she had a fucking bomb-ass kitchen with just about a full bar! Her little sis Danielle had been making Jello shots for all of us, and she pulled those out of the fridge and got them ready to chug.
I’d never had Jello shots before, and I didn’t even hardly know what they were, but they’re pretty simple, and so I took a shotglass and filled it with some jello. One of the pans was of rum jello, and the other was of vodka. I tried the rum first, I think, loaded up a shotglass, and downed the Jello. It was fucking caustic, yo. Like it was good, but it was fucking potent as hell — and well, I loved it. Christine was downing those like hell, as far as I remember, and I think she even dropped most of one on the floor, which needed to be cleaned up of course. Claude was sitting on the couch, and he seemed really fucked up, and he eventually said he wanted to go home, and so Jenn’s like “hey, why don’t you walk him back to his house, and then come back” and so I’m like aight, sure. So we walked out of her house, and walked down the road towards Claude’s house. He kept spouting some crazy shit on the way, and we just talked some bullshit and all, and he told me about all the people he was going to drunkdial when he got home. he just exploded and was busting out the laugh some more, and so I walked him to his complex and then started back.
i walked down a lonely, darkness-shrouded road which was about a block from Vanessa’s apartment, and I got to there off of W. 11th. I followed a raccoon down the street for a bit, but he seemed terrified of me, as I expected, but I wanted to see how long I could follow him. I walked down the street (it was like what, 3am now), amid a couple people talking on the porch, and after walking down the street for a bit, i got back to Vanessa’s and rejoined the party. Everyone was still there, of course, and I reentered it smoothly and all. I remember I mighta taken about two of those shots, and then I tried a shot of straight Jack Daniels. fuck, that was strong. it tasted like peanuts or cashews, like a fucking nutty taste, and I didn’t really understand why. it was really strange. i just kinda sipped it too — I shoulda chugged it, but I didn’t. I remember after that, I mixed up some Bailey’s and Jager, which Vanessa had both of (yay!) into a shot, and drank that shite. I didn’t even know that Jager is black licorice-flavoured, but it didn’t matter, since it worked really well with Bailey’s.
Everyone was chillin and having fun, and I think Vanessa was in the other room with Christine, playing the two guys from the bar at foosball (she has a foosball table, YEAH!), and I came in and watched for a sec a little later. Her friend Ivan was there, and he said he was from McKenzie Bridge — I asked him if he’d been to St. Benedict’s Lodge over there, which we’ve been to a few retreats at, and he said yeah, it’s a nice place… it is a really fucking nice place, if you ask me. He seemed really cool, and I talked to him for a bit. Jenn was taking jello shots too, and she also wanted another mixed drink, and so Danielle made her up an “Orgasm,” which apparently consists of Kahlua, vodka, lime juice, and ice all mixed in a blender, but I could be wrong about the lime juice. Anyways, Vanessa had told me this before — she had the most brilliant idea — she bought “sippy cups,” like little baby spillproof cups, for alcohol and shite like that. It was perfect for Jenn too, because Jenn was kinda tipsy and all, and she was going to spill stuff. I actually got her a glass of water, and then when I was trying to get some of that Jack, I accidentally knocked it out of her hand and some of it spilled, but surprisingly she caught the glass! I got some paper towels and blotted up the water, and it was all ok — I’m glad there wasn’t a drink in that glass.
We were all just chillin, drinkin alkyhol and everything, and I talked to Vanessa as much as I could — she is so sweet and fun when she’s drunk, even moreso than she is normally, and she is sugary-sweet normally. she didnt even drink that much though, or at least I didn’t see her drink too much…. but she was around and all. I guess I wasn’t paying much attention at the time, cos I was kinda chillin with Jenn and everyone else there, and they were all kinda goin crazy. I was all mellow and shite, which is how I am when I’m drunk, apparently, and so I was really chill and still pretty fucking lucid. That guy Adam kept cracking up because I said “lucid,” and he thought that was the illest word ever or something. I remember I went up to Vanessa and looked into her eyes, and they were so fucking beautiful and perfect. Bluish-grey, nitid gorgeosity, like, they looked as if they were painted on or something — almost unreal. her eyes tripped me the fuck out, and i told her so, i told her how beautiful they were and all. She was like “oh, thanks!” and smiled that nitid smile of hers, and her eyes brightened even more.
Jenn couldn’t finish her “Orgasm,” and so I was like aight, does anyone else want this? V’s sister Danielle took it gladly (she loves her alkyhol, apparently), and so I offloaded that and everything. I remember that eventually Vanessa’s ex-boyfriend Cliff, her friend Colin, and this other guy Shawn came too. I think later on, I randomly told Vanessa that her lips looked bloody. lol… she had those jello shots and all, and it was red jello, and so her lips looked all bloody, ya know? (I actually told her about this today…. Saturday that is… and she thought it was funny). Jenn was not feeling too well, and neither was Christine, and so around 4am or so, Dan took Christine and Jenn home. I volunteered to stay there and sober up a bit, and then drive Jenn’s car home. now i was telling my friend Lauriellen about this earlier, and she blew the fuck up on me cos she said I shoulda waited 8 fucking hours to drive home, but no, fuck that. I drank a shitload of water and some Dr. Pepper too while I chilled with Vanessa and everyone.
It was quite sedate after Jenn and Christine and Dan left… I talked with Vanessa some more, and she snuggled up with Cliff (her ex) a bit too. They showed a clip of The Sweetest Thing for all of us, to my dismay (I heard that movie blew cock), but they had this fucking hilarious song and dance number called “The Penis Song.” It was fucking insane, and she showed the clip to us twice, once before Jenn et al. left, and then afterwards too, because she wanted to show it to her friend Colin and a couple others. It was pretty fucking ridiculous both times, and yeah, weird. I remember I talked to Jared for a bit about San Francisco, and also to Ivan a bit too about McKenzie Bridge and also grad school, but otherwise I didn’t talk to too many people except for Vanessa. Cliff was strangely silent, and seemed tired or pissed off, and the only time he really talked to me is when Vanessa talked about my friend Tony. Tony was in the band alterEGO, and apparently Cliff is/was in the band and knew Tony and all. Tony went to my church for like 3 years too, so I knew him really well. Vanessa mentioned to Cliff that I knew him, and so I told him the same shit I just said, and he was like oh, cool.
The funniest shit happened when I was sitting there listening to Cliff, Colin, Ivan, and Shawn talk about cars and shite together. I looked at Shawn, who was red-haired and looked all skater and shit, and I thought, omfg, he looks exactly like BENSE to me… and it cracked me up cos here’s this guy talking about cars and all, he’s all carrot-top and shite and seemed all nerdy, just like my fuckin friend Bense.. I’ll tell more about that later.
I remember Vanessa’s sister wasn’t feeling too well, and she kept stumbling around and crawling on the floor cos she was so fucked up. I felt bad for her, and wished I could help her, but I guess in the throes of drunkenness you just need to go through it — it’s like hell, the only way out is through, right? Well, Jenn called me around 04.30 and I told her I’d leave Vanessa’s at 5, because I figured I’d be sober enough to drive to her house by then, even though I’d had a lot to drink. I had a shitload of water and all though, so that should have helped, and I was actually feeling fine when I got ready to leave around 5. I told Vanessa how fucking awesome the party was — like… it was the best party I’ve been to in my entire life, and I think it fucking made my entire year, and I shit you not when I say that. she is so fucking fun to hang out with, seriously, and just brightened up the entire time for me. I gave her a big hug, and then told her “well, I dunno if I’ll see you again before I go…” and she said “no, we should… we should have a going-away party for you!” and I’m like “fuck yeah! let’s do it! you’d better come!!!” and she’s like “of course i will!” I gave her another big hug then, and I said bye to everyone I met that night, and I walked triumphantly out the door.
i got into the car, surprisingly sober, and drove all the way to Jenn’s without a fucking hitch at all. when i got there, the sliding glass door was partway open, the dog was dancing around in the doorway, and in Jenn’s room, the lights were all on and she was half-asleep on the bed, facedown. she woke up when I got in there though, and then snuggled up to me as we both went to sleep. this was about 05.20. we didn’t wake up until almost noon, and didn’t really get out of bed until almost 13.00, and then umm… we took a shower… lol… and we eventually got out the door around 14.00 or so. we all piled into Jenn’s car, because we had to take Dan home and then me home as well. Took Dan home first, and then Jenn wanted to go to 7-11, so we did, and they bought a $2.99 12-pack of chilled bottled water for the road — they were going to Albany today to see Jenn’s cousin Lizzi and take her out for her 21st birthday (Lizzi is exactly 6 days younger than Jenn).
saturday, 30 jul: We then drove to my house, I gave Jenn a hug and a kiss goodbye, and I went down the driveway and into the house. I got onto the computer to see what I’d missed, if anything, and well, I talked to Amber for a bit, and I talked to Rough too for a bit. I also msged Bense too, and told him about how much Shawn looked like him, and he thought it was fucking hilarious. I remember that Chelsey called me and said what’s up and all, and she had to go not too long after, but she said she’d call me back or I could call her back. I felt bad, because I didn’t end up talking to her again until she got on the internet a lil later. I started writing this entry at around 15 or 16.00, and tabled it for a little while, because I was talking to people and kinda busy, and so I hope it still seems cohesive and all. really, i didn’t do all that much today — i talked to people a lot, and really kinda got lost in music and conversation, and I talked to Chelsey a bunch more on the phone later — but she had to go after not too long, and I eventually left too — went off to Taco Time to get some dinner.
i seriously didnt do that much today, lol. i talked to chels a bunch, and rough some more, and basically i’ve been writing for about 4 hours or so right now, and well, Friday night was the most interesting of all really. i talked to Alexandria a bunch right now actually, while i was writing this entry, and she just left and all… otherwise, haven’t been doing much.
tomorrow (or today, sunday, that is) will be noteworthy, cos I’m goin down to see Max and Audrey, my baby cousins, and my uncle Tom and aunt Anne! i’m sorry everyone, but i’ll be gone until Monday — i’ll miss you all when i’m gone, but i’ll be back, i promise. much love, and i hope you enjoy reading! peace.
2 Comments
wow! life = drama i luv reading what u write.
Posted 7/31/2005 at 1:31 PM by musicislife922
crazy entry bro. lost myself in all of that.
you need to tape record claude’s laugh, it sounds classic.
Posted 8/2/2005 at 2:17 AM by roughdraft1
