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30. fed to death. Thursday, November 26, 2009

heh, this life gets more interesting by the day. weird.

i had an old friend from my younger days come over and hang out before she went to pick up her indian husband (god, writing that some of my friends have husbands makes me feel hideously old.) and we chilled, watched a movie, marveled at how "different" i look and act than i did 2 years ago when we last truly "hung out" and such. for a while, the hangout was going quite well.

then, she started getting ready to meet raj at the airport. she was doing her hair up, getting herself as pretty as humanly possible. she walked in the room, hair still up, and asked, innocently enough, "so, how do i look?" i looked up, and, she kinda looked like the old time gospel singers that get overly ornate for no reason other than "standing out" more than anyone else at the church. i looked up from playing guitar hero (yeah, i'm a bad house guest, but damn it, i was bored.) and meekly stated, "aw. you're pretty. raj'll be happy."

oops.

she immediately rushed over and directed a kiss into my lips. i was still attempting to pull of a fingertap section on panic attack, so i didn't see it coming and instead got one planted on me (and still totally nailed the solo, to boot) and looked up, miffed, dismayed, and in the process of failing my song. "uh, what the fuck?"

she sat down on the bed, starry eyed and such. "brandon, (that's my name, don't think i've ever mentioned it.) you make me feel so alive. god, i want to have an affair with you. sooo bad."

i just gulped and turned to her and shook my head. she teared up and left the apartment with her stuff, and i sat on the bed, a bit shellshocked. i'm apparently at the age where affairs and stuff i watched on soap operas at the age of 5 can now happen to me without much effort.

trust me, i'm not interested in that stuff. wasn't when i was 5.

i won about $400 playing cards last night, and am in process of winning at least $100 more right now before i leave for mom's for turkey and such. this lip piercing has made eating a bit of a hassle, so it might be interesting to attempt to eat anything i can't break down into a fork sized bite. i'm so dumb.



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Crazy, mang'. *nudges*...but she's hot though, right? *nudges* right?
kidding-, kidding...thats some heavy stuff right thurr.. [Astek]
11/26/2009 2:32:14 PM
Montreal is always friendly to its guests. It's a pretty cool island.  [EllieEllisson] 11/26/2009 10:29:26 PM
weelll then..you did the right thing that's good! :) [Carly_Ann] 11/26/2009 11:43:49 PM
ryn - you could always stay here [10min metro from downtown], we are welcoming couchsurfers. Wherever you want to go in fact you should check out couchsurfing.  [EllieEllisson] 11/27/2009 11:08:35 AM
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