January 15, 1999 |
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Thought you would like to know what I am up to lately. Fuck, man. I have been just meeting people left and right... Todd, the 40ish microsoft guy that picked me up at a bar downtown and took me for 3 lap dances at a strip bar. (I thought he was taking me to a normal bar) Carleen the 52 year old homeless I bought a beer for her story. Her husband of 26 years knocked nearly every tooth out of her head at some point. Her lover is great in bed, she says. I think his name is Brutus or some shit like that. Cid the bum kid who liked the slut outfit I wore to the University District 3 days ago. He followed me all the way to my car, and then I locked him out and smoked weed in front of his begging expressions. Mel from work took me and another co worker to his house and we smoked some purple bud today for lunch (pretty good meeting him today, but my shit is better than his). Juno, a guy I started flirting with at work, but he stopped emailing me when I invited him to California with me. (Why did I ask him to go? I am a fucking idiot, because I should've known it would scare him away. I just wanted to see his reaction. I was hoping he would except my very real offer. Damn. He was fucking HOT too.) I met too many people to tell you about now. I should ask you, what do you like to read about? I could talk more about YOU if you want. I have this tendency to ramble, but it's only to see if I can keep people's attention. So what keeps your attention? People have such short attention spans these days. (Damn that Sesame Street. The 30 second muppet and cartoon skits made my fucking mind IMPATIENT. It was Grover. The yellow Yahoo that lives in a tree that looks like a Y. There are chickens in the trees, there are chickens in the trees....someone help me count them please.) Oh, and weren't you and Audrey coming out to visit me sometime soon? Please do. I would love to show you around Seattle. We could spend Friday night at the Garage playing pool unless the Showbox has a live band that night, Saturday is fetish night at the Catwalk, and Sunday is open mic night at the Lava Lounge, unless you want to be totally uncool and do 80s night at the Underground. But, you must see the Fenix when you are here. Nice fucking atmosphere there. The bar has a stage for live bands, DJ and dance floor downstairs and a balcony. If you guys are doing a week here, I could drive us up to Vancouver for a night and we could go to the weed friendly Cannibis Cafe. Then, you know how fucking impulsive I am, so the rest of your stay is kind of a grab bag of options. |
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