And, in truth, there isn't a whole lot left in his journal anyway.
7 more pages, then that's it.
No more.
So enjoy this.
Where was he yesterday?
Ah yes, waiting for his friend William to come pick him up to take him to Boston and pining for Madelon.
Shall we continue?
Monday, April 22, 2:00am 1985
Why do I even care? Madelon's great but I don't know her well at all. All I have is this hunch that we'd be great together. I want to make something last of this relationship. I want to take things slow so that they mean something. People like William can come along and lie and bullshit and fuck everyone and everything up because they don't give a fuck about anyone but themselves. I'm like William too, but to a much lesser (I hope) degree.
I want to talk about Michelle now because I'm tired of reality and she's pretty close to fantasy.
The other day Richard, Dave, and I were out all night and ended up sitting on a doorstep on St Mark's place. It was about 7:00am, and we were trying to think of a name for our band [which would eventually be Butcher Clyde], when we saw Joey Ramone walking down the street with a girl. They went into a deli and Dave (after being goaded by me n Richard) went in to ask Joey what we should name the band. He came back and said Joey said "Cinnamon Raisin Bagel", but that was too long so he said "Kruge". Dave thought that was good, but Richard and I didn't think so.
About 15 minutes later the girl who was with Joey came walking back the other way, so she stopped and talked to us about dumb things for a few minutes. She's so fucking gorge - she's got a mohawk kind of like mine but it's brownish blonde -and the most incredibly beautiful eyes I've seen in my life. She left after a couple of minutes.
Later that night, after I woke up, Dan [RIP] and I went to [Tompkins] park and hung out. After a while these two girls came walking by really fast with this bum following them and talking to them. I recognized the girl with the blonde mohawk and said "Hey, aren't you a friend of Joey Ramone's?"
and she goes "Yeah" and they ran over to us really fast to get away from the bum. So we sat around for a while, making fun of the bum n stuff till he left, and they hung around for a while after that and we talked about the band and the Ramones and I invited them to the show and they said they'd try and come. It turned out their names were Michlle (the gorgeous one) and Robin (the not so gorgeous one). Robin said once while she was sitting next to me and the bum had asked what kind of men she liked "I like guys with black hair and shaved heads". Yow! Too bad I don't like her that much. She's nice though. Then they had to leave.
Ok kids.
That's it till next Tuesday.
Who will Young Afterbirth end up with?
Madelon?
Robin?
Michelle?
None of them?
All of them (I can assure you this does not happen)?
Why will you not hear more till next week?
Cause I'm going to Vermont while Anaxarete and Wave go to Baton Rouge to visit a friend.
It'll be my first time sleeping without Wave.
We Went a whole year.
It'll be weird.
Plus, I'm going to be in the middle of the woods in the middle of nowhere with no tv and all we have is dial-up!
Our driveway:
We'll see how it goes.
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This one's for the guys:
Don't you hate it when you sit in a funny position for a while, say perhaps while posting a journal on an internet porn site that doubles as your only social life, and your penis falls asleep?
I hate that.
Do vaginas fall asleep?
Yup. I lived in and around Bemidji for like 5 years, and then still went up to visit my mom during school breaks until I was about 19 years old. I don't recall Bemidji ball, though...