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Jun. 29th, 2002 03:00 pmAfter dogsitting I found myself calling Krsitel to see if she still wanted to go to the So What. The night was young, she was beautiful and I was still…well…wild and devious.
We bumped into Bart there, Jimmy was there with his girlfriend (ouch…) but he never said a word to me. I was just stared at by several people. I can feel that. It’s like having bugs running on your scalp. There was another Sander there (I know 6 Sanders and one Xander now), but this was Sander the gardengnome, who was very touchy feely. He held Kristel tight once, and that was reason enough for me to steer clear of him.
Kristel, Bart and I pooled, and then we hanged a few minutes with Sander Metalhead Grunterguy. Around 2ish, we drove to my house where we hung out. I had beer in the house and chips, they occupied my couch and I took my bed. They were checking eachother out, sitting real close, the works.
Which got me to consider: I really would like to have someone to hold me tight and be my pillow in case I fall, but I don’t want the kiss-for-one-night thing [I think. Maybe I should try that once. How ‘bout tonight?] Because now Kristel isn’t sure what’s going to happen tonight with Bart, as TC isn’t sure what’s going to happen tonight with Sander Metalhead. Girls of all countries…unite!
I’m starting to sound like Karla Marx. Have to go to work now.
We bumped into Bart there, Jimmy was there with his girlfriend (ouch…) but he never said a word to me. I was just stared at by several people. I can feel that. It’s like having bugs running on your scalp. There was another Sander there (I know 6 Sanders and one Xander now), but this was Sander the gardengnome, who was very touchy feely. He held Kristel tight once, and that was reason enough for me to steer clear of him.
Kristel, Bart and I pooled, and then we hanged a few minutes with Sander Metalhead Grunterguy. Around 2ish, we drove to my house where we hung out. I had beer in the house and chips, they occupied my couch and I took my bed. They were checking eachother out, sitting real close, the works.
Which got me to consider: I really would like to have someone to hold me tight and be my pillow in case I fall, but I don’t want the kiss-for-one-night thing [I think. Maybe I should try that once. How ‘bout tonight?] Because now Kristel isn’t sure what’s going to happen tonight with Bart, as TC isn’t sure what’s going to happen tonight with Sander Metalhead. Girls of all countries…unite!
I’m starting to sound like Karla Marx. Have to go to work now.
