*sigh*... I'm such a sucker for a pretty girl...
So last February I was working at a renaissance faire in Florida, and I met this cute young girl named Amber, who is from Toledo, OH. Well, we started hanging out a lot, and then we started dating, and then when the show (shows, actually, there were two, one right after the other) was over, I asked her if she wanted to move back up to Cape Cod with me. Of course, she said yes.
We came back up here, did the renaissance faire here in Carver, MA, and then got a place in Provincetown for the summer. Now, she doesn't have a driver's license (don't ask me why, she's 22 years old fer cryin' out loud), so of course, I have to drive her EVERYWHERE. Including Toledo, TWICE, to get some of her stuff. Well, eventually she gets pretty sick of how I live (I hate money, and apparently I avoid having to deal with it at all costs), and so we "break up" and sje moves back to Toledo. Or should I say, I DRIVE HER back to Toledo. Man, what a shitty drive to make in the middle of winter.
So, fast forward to now. She's completely sick of Toledo. Of course, who wouldn't be, it's a shithole, and her parents are completely fucked up. So she decides she's going to move back to Provincetown for the summer. She tells me she's saving money for a bus trip. And what's the first thing out of my damn fool mouth???
"Do you want me to come get you?"
What the hell was I thinking?!?!? Man, I tell ya, I'd do anything for a pretty girl.
--Steven
P.S. Oh, and I also bought her a subscription to Yahoo Personals, because she wants to get in touch with this cute bi-chicky that lives the next town over. Twenty bucks! All I know is, I'd better see some pictures.
So last February I was working at a renaissance faire in Florida, and I met this cute young girl named Amber, who is from Toledo, OH. Well, we started hanging out a lot, and then we started dating, and then when the show (shows, actually, there were two, one right after the other) was over, I asked her if she wanted to move back up to Cape Cod with me. Of course, she said yes.
We came back up here, did the renaissance faire here in Carver, MA, and then got a place in Provincetown for the summer. Now, she doesn't have a driver's license (don't ask me why, she's 22 years old fer cryin' out loud), so of course, I have to drive her EVERYWHERE. Including Toledo, TWICE, to get some of her stuff. Well, eventually she gets pretty sick of how I live (I hate money, and apparently I avoid having to deal with it at all costs), and so we "break up" and sje moves back to Toledo. Or should I say, I DRIVE HER back to Toledo. Man, what a shitty drive to make in the middle of winter.
So, fast forward to now. She's completely sick of Toledo. Of course, who wouldn't be, it's a shithole, and her parents are completely fucked up. So she decides she's going to move back to Provincetown for the summer. She tells me she's saving money for a bus trip. And what's the first thing out of my damn fool mouth???
"Do you want me to come get you?"
What the hell was I thinking?!?!? Man, I tell ya, I'd do anything for a pretty girl.
--Steven
P.S. Oh, and I also bought her a subscription to Yahoo Personals, because she wants to get in touch with this cute bi-chicky that lives the next town over. Twenty bucks! All I know is, I'd better see some pictures.
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emily:
....and I looked at your fav pix
minsc_and_boo:
hey if you get the pics don't forget your friends