well new years eve has come and gone and no i didn't get to make out with anybody *sigh*. i didn't really try so i guess it's my fault. i suppose it wasn't that important really. however, i stood outside of a convenience store for a little while waiting for my friends to get some food and had a conversation with a kid who kept saying that the cops took his wallet and his hat and that he was a cop killer. he had a stutter and seemed jacked up on something but didn't seem drunk. this is where it gets weird. so this short round black lady comes up and asks me for a smoke and he tries to bum one from her. she starts yelling at him about how she's trying to get one from me and what makes him think she's got one. she then says she's going to kick his ass and he turns around and says ok kick it. so she does, hard. then she does it again and starts saying how he's getting off on it. at this point i had to walk away because i was about to get hit by a laughing fit. not so much at them but at the situation. i mean many times in my life i've questioned if i'm really sane, now, i never will again. as we drove away the two of them were still together bantering back and forth i don't know how long they spent together but at least they were no longer lonely.
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rskapcat74529:
I graduated in '97. I dated a guy who graduated in '89, but I think he may have went to Bell. Thanks for the advice. I get a little pouty sometimes. I like being a sensitive wuss; I think it gives me character. And it's something I can't really change.
rskapcat74529:
Not that I'm laughing at your pain, but your post made me giggle.