It's been a very long month.
I feel like I need to write down somewhere what's all happened in the last month.
I'm not sure I really want to remember. When I write things down I have a tendency to remember them longer, like saying something aloud. If I say "Remind me to ___" I always remember anyways.
Either way. The last month has been exhausting to me. Physically, emotionally, and any other way that effects me. It...actually all started tomorrow. The day after my 21st. The first day of shit, from then on it kept going down. Ah well.
Honestly? I really want to write about what happened with Celia and I..how I fucked things up.
I feel like I need to write about how my alcohol consumption got out of hand, and how I drank for all the wrong reasons. How I fucked things up with Aaron and Miles.
Or hell, how about last week even? Being furious mad, going to a cooks house and drinking a shit-ton of whiskey, and getting a ride home from a cop? Jesus fuck. I feel like these need to be written down somewhere,as reminders that I can look back on. Learn my lesson, but if I ever forget it's there.
I still don't feel like I can say how I feel out loud though, or even to myself. I feel like I need to hold on to it a bit longer before I release it all out. When I do decide I'm done with it..I will need to write it down, for my own sanity..but not yet.
So let's talk about the last few days, which I had some fun on. That will quench my writing thirst.
Or quash my ambitions, as one would say. (no one will get that, except the only gay person who will read this)
Monday I spent most of the day hanging out with Jimmer. We got some food on the Ave..Thai Toms. Damn good. Then continued to joke and play pool for many hours.
Eventually I hook up with Adalae (who fucking sucks at life. 3 hours my ass) and we head up to King Kobra and drink. I realize Quinns is across the street so we go there so I can shovel my face..then back to King Kobra for drinking. Yay.
Tuesday? Go into Seattle again with Aaron, Natanya and Zach. Almost all my cooks! We meet up Penny (our bartender) her boyfriend Kim and they're friend Robin. We drink and have merriment and have a terrible dinner, at which point Penny's crew splits and Aaron Zach and I want to keep going. We head to Quinns (round 2..fight!) eat a bunch of food, drink for awhile, then head back to the island. We had a lot of fucking fun though at Quinns. So many bad Mexican jokes..non stop. Oh how much fun it was making fun of Zach. The jewish ones also seemed to sneak their way in from time to time..about my Jew Gold and it being in my Teeth. Walking back to the car Zack looks at me and says "Fuck, aren't you cold only in that pink shirt?" and some random homeless guy selling some perfume or something says "I'm passionate and romantic! I'm not cold!" Quote of the night.
Here's where things get ugly.
Last night Miles and I are working together. Slow as shit. I'm talking about my days off..and Quinns. Miles says "If..you want to split a hotel cost with me want to go to the city tonight and get trashed?" We..do that. Minus the hotel.
We drive over with his brother, go to Quinns. Eat a ton of food..drink a lot of good drink Jon joins us for a temporary stay at Quinns.. Then we start bar hopping. First one we go to is playing "Last day" by the Transmitorz, which has been stuck in my head non-stop lately. So I got a kick out of it.
From there? We just keep going to bars, King kobra, Comet, looking for the cheapest PBR. Comet wins. We drink there till 2 am when they kicked everyone out. Then we stand on a street corner talking to some random people. I eat a cream cheese, onion hot dog, (thanks Adalae for that suggestion, it was terrifying at 2 am) Miles..somewhere in that time frame buys a 12 pack of PBR tallboys. We joke with some people, they decided to join us in drinking. We go to that park in Capitol hill behind broadway..and drink. Drink, yelling, joking, a lot of stuff I may not even remember. There was a lot of drinking. They had beer, we had beer, strangers joking with strangers at wee hours in the morning. Miles taking a shit in the park? Eventually around 4:30 am cops show up and we split. Sleep in van, Miles drives back in the morning.
Oh the hangover that followed.
Good times were had. The last 2 nights have been ones that I will remember for a long time.
I feel like I need to write down somewhere what's all happened in the last month.
I'm not sure I really want to remember. When I write things down I have a tendency to remember them longer, like saying something aloud. If I say "Remind me to ___" I always remember anyways.
Either way. The last month has been exhausting to me. Physically, emotionally, and any other way that effects me. It...actually all started tomorrow. The day after my 21st. The first day of shit, from then on it kept going down. Ah well.
Honestly? I really want to write about what happened with Celia and I..how I fucked things up.
I feel like I need to write about how my alcohol consumption got out of hand, and how I drank for all the wrong reasons. How I fucked things up with Aaron and Miles.
Or hell, how about last week even? Being furious mad, going to a cooks house and drinking a shit-ton of whiskey, and getting a ride home from a cop? Jesus fuck. I feel like these need to be written down somewhere,as reminders that I can look back on. Learn my lesson, but if I ever forget it's there.
I still don't feel like I can say how I feel out loud though, or even to myself. I feel like I need to hold on to it a bit longer before I release it all out. When I do decide I'm done with it..I will need to write it down, for my own sanity..but not yet.
So let's talk about the last few days, which I had some fun on. That will quench my writing thirst.
Or quash my ambitions, as one would say. (no one will get that, except the only gay person who will read this)
Monday I spent most of the day hanging out with Jimmer. We got some food on the Ave..Thai Toms. Damn good. Then continued to joke and play pool for many hours.
Eventually I hook up with Adalae (who fucking sucks at life. 3 hours my ass) and we head up to King Kobra and drink. I realize Quinns is across the street so we go there so I can shovel my face..then back to King Kobra for drinking. Yay.
Tuesday? Go into Seattle again with Aaron, Natanya and Zach. Almost all my cooks! We meet up Penny (our bartender) her boyfriend Kim and they're friend Robin. We drink and have merriment and have a terrible dinner, at which point Penny's crew splits and Aaron Zach and I want to keep going. We head to Quinns (round 2..fight!) eat a bunch of food, drink for awhile, then head back to the island. We had a lot of fucking fun though at Quinns. So many bad Mexican jokes..non stop. Oh how much fun it was making fun of Zach. The jewish ones also seemed to sneak their way in from time to time..about my Jew Gold and it being in my Teeth. Walking back to the car Zack looks at me and says "Fuck, aren't you cold only in that pink shirt?" and some random homeless guy selling some perfume or something says "I'm passionate and romantic! I'm not cold!" Quote of the night.
Here's where things get ugly.
Last night Miles and I are working together. Slow as shit. I'm talking about my days off..and Quinns. Miles says "If..you want to split a hotel cost with me want to go to the city tonight and get trashed?" We..do that. Minus the hotel.
We drive over with his brother, go to Quinns. Eat a ton of food..drink a lot of good drink Jon joins us for a temporary stay at Quinns.. Then we start bar hopping. First one we go to is playing "Last day" by the Transmitorz, which has been stuck in my head non-stop lately. So I got a kick out of it.
From there? We just keep going to bars, King kobra, Comet, looking for the cheapest PBR. Comet wins. We drink there till 2 am when they kicked everyone out. Then we stand on a street corner talking to some random people. I eat a cream cheese, onion hot dog, (thanks Adalae for that suggestion, it was terrifying at 2 am) Miles..somewhere in that time frame buys a 12 pack of PBR tallboys. We joke with some people, they decided to join us in drinking. We go to that park in Capitol hill behind broadway..and drink. Drink, yelling, joking, a lot of stuff I may not even remember. There was a lot of drinking. They had beer, we had beer, strangers joking with strangers at wee hours in the morning. Miles taking a shit in the park? Eventually around 4:30 am cops show up and we split. Sleep in van, Miles drives back in the morning.
Oh the hangover that followed.
Good times were had. The last 2 nights have been ones that I will remember for a long time.
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Work at Quinn's and live in Capitol Hill!