Cars and people.
People let their cars go to their head.
People use their cars as a crutch in a social situation.
I even find myself wanting a cool car. I just do. Darnit.
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We all got together to look at the warehouse place.
There is some hesitation but some definite excitement.
But is it really the best choice for us?
It’s a big step.
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Tuesday:
bop she bops.
oh how she bops.
and she rolls.
she rolls her eyes when you walk up and tell her your name. she glares at you and her eyes ask you why you deserve any attention from her at all. And you smile and you laugh, and you reach up and grasp her earlobe between your thumb and your forefinger, and you caress it lightly and roll it between your fingers.
And she pauses and she holds her half-smile for a moment too long and you know that you have gained her attention.
Now the battle begins.
And she slaps your hand away, and she laughs and she darts away into the smokey room, glancing back once, twice and then gone.
The intoxicating mental presence of that beauteous girl that you were unable to talk to weighs heavy on your heart right around this ridiculous holiday.
It makes you wonder why you don’t have someone to share the ridiculous day with. It makes you question all the reasons you’ve given yourself. It makes you wonder if maybe all those other silly people are right.
Happy V Day.
(late, sorry)
(I’m slow lately).
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Monday:
More parties.
Playing music for the people that made high school what it was.
Watching beautiful girls do silly things.
Listening to hard-ass drum n bass. Bone-Chill Grooves.
San Diego girl makes another appearance.
Close encounter with a blonde cutie.
Life goes on.
Realization that life is hopeless.
Crazy depressing movie called Gummo.
Crazy depressing party with a bunch of people who don’t know the meaning of the word fun or the word sincere.
Spoiled brats grownup.
Vapid.
Hopeless.
But not all bad.
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Friday:
I am lonely.
I fear I will be lonely forever.
I am not lonely because I don’t have people
around me. I am lonely because I know I am not like most people I see.
I don’t understand why people do what they do. I don’t understand why they don’t care the way I do.
And even more, I feel that I may be wrong.
I’ve been out for a little while.
Time to check in.
I went to San Diego last night to a club. Jorge was playing. It was a meat market. San Diego is like a farm for beautiful people. It’s the major export.
I met an interesting woman. She came up and starting talking to me. She was a little drunk, but not too bad. She’s into drum n bass and ambient music. Seems like my kinda girl.
I got her number. It wasn’t a big deal.
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Tuesday:
I looked at an industrial spot today. It’s 14,000 sq ft! That’s huge.
And it’s pretty cheap. Expensive for some place to live, but it’s so big. You could do so much with that sort of space. You could easilly run several businesses from it. And that’s just what I’d like to do.
I’m a man of opportunity. I know my game. I know my opponent.
And I know what I must do next.
The world is full of unsavory places. And the only people who go to unsavory places are either unsavory themselves or incapable of going elsewhere. And that fact makes those places all the more unpleasant.
And the cycle continues. And we continue to destroy each other systematically and quite perfectly. No one understands what must be done enough to ever really do a whole lot.
We are in an endless cycle of forces tugging this way and that, gradually tearing our reality apart.
I wrote a new Special Sauce.