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Thursday, December 22, 2005
Cup of Coffee or 'Like' Instead of Said

Temperament: Frantic
Record: "Drowning Lessons" By My Chemical Romance

Well I decided to take Peter's advice and take some Kim time it was nice for a little while. I played Metal Gear Solid for a second time. It was weird. Things that use to talk me hours to do only take a few seconds. I guess once you realize what you have to do the first time you don’t forget since it took so long to get it. I started writing the homies of the past. Called a dew and wished happy holidays and you know. It really made me feel better. I talked t Keisha and she's doing good. She was working so yeah busy busy. I called Jonnell but I got her voicemail. More likely than not those wal mart people are working her to the bone. I talked to Joey, Lisette's husband you know, and he's doing okay...which are his words--keep in mind he's in Iraq--wild, yes!

The best thing I probably did is that I found a coloring book. Now I don't know when was the last time you guys colored but I suggest you go to the dollar store get a book and some crayons and enjoy. Hours of fun for me and a great stress reliever...I think I'm going to bring them back to Macon.

Now you might be asking what is causing me stress. Well let me tell you. The other day my aunt Rosa sent us a Christmas card. Turns out they just moved to Tuscan Arizona. So I thought hey I wonder how Daniel is doing. I also found one of his old letters when I was cleaning my room. So I decided to text him you know Merry Christmas and all that. I just didn't feel like talking to him. I mean I don’t have any real baggage with him--which is saying something because I usually have bad baggage with my break ups. Anyway so he calls and is like hey how you doing and so forth. Turns out that he's going to be in town next week for New Years. What the hell right? I'm like I picked the wrong day to text this fucker. So he's talking about his air force stuff and I'm off handedly listening and he's like hey I'm going to be in town we should get a coffee and you know talk.

In my mind I can't help but think of every chick flick I've ever seen this scenario and thinking Oh shit this stuff actually happens in real life. And so what do I say. I say sure. I don’t know why I said fine. I don’t want to go get coffee with him I don’t have anything to talk to him about. He's in the air force for God’s sake. I'm a college student that has spent the last 4 months becoming intimate with grammar, Shakespeare’s Tragedies, Literary criticism, and the teaching profession--AKA NOTHING REALLY INTERESTING OR USEFUL TO ANYONE.

Why didn’t I say no? Why didn't I lie and say I'd be back at school? Why didn't I say I was visiting family? Why didn't I just say I didn't want to? I mean I could always lie when he called and asked when he was here. But what if he just shows up? I mean it's not like I can say I'm busy then.

What the hell do I talk about? The last time I had a lengthy conversation was about Hamlet's fourth soliloquy...and about the quickness that they got rid of Trapper and the guy before Potter on MASH. Everyone I know is a student...what the hell do I say to fly boy? Oh my God he hasn't seen me since before my car wreck....I should probably cover my scars because that is definitely not the conversation I want to have.

Okay ladies and gentleman I've obviously hung myself with my own shoelaces. I'm open to constructive solutions....and please no stock best friend responses of I shouldn't be so worried about it....I should call Geimer he's a pro at awkward situations he'll be good help.

Why didn't Gerard Way call me instead?

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Gerard probably did try to call, but he lost his phone somewhere along his tour and hasn't had the time to get a new one. Rest assured, though, he has your phone number memorized to put in his new phone. I suggest staying off your phone as much as possible, you know, so he doesn't get your voicemail. ;-)

10:37 PM  
Blogger Peter said...

I'm probably a little late for the constructive criticism, eh? Only a few days until he comes around...

Well, I don't know what to tell you for it all for sure, but... I'd say the best idea is to try and keep your promise (since you already said you'd meet up with him--no point in tarnishing the value of your word, right?) but to find some way to keep it short and "sweet" on the day of (since you didn't say you'd make a big affair of it).

Yeah, big help, Peter. That was genius.

I hope things go well, though. As well as can be expected, at the least. Keep us posted, okay?

11:33 PM  

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