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Ok so its not bad poetry
Aug. 15th, 2006 07:31 pmbut
its from the same time in my life
and
is similarly bizarre
its just an old memory I do not want to lose
even if it is probably better off forgotten
---
A diary entry from years ago
perhaps only significant because
it was finding this same entry
which prompted me
to start this journal
---
6:35am
I broke up with J. Whatever was bothering me kinda came to a head, I also sensed she wasn't happy in the relationship either. Later that night I was flirting with A, trying to be good, really I was, but no such luck, we made out for a while, then I bailed and C spent the night at my place. The next night A and I slept together.
The night after that had A, L & D over, they got into a fight because D didnt like seeing me flirt with both A and L, though he will only admit that L bothered him, D stormed off.
A, L and I had a long chat and kinda came to the realization that D had been sleeping with both of them, and I had been sleeping with A and fooling around with L. Slept with A a bunch over the next couple of days, then tues or maybe Weds of last week, I was at the exit and met G.
D was flirting with her, she took us down to the bikini store and tried on bikinis, I sold her to some guy for two cigarettes, anyway...
D, L, G & I ended up hanging at my place watching movies, L brough party snacks and condoms. Next morning/afternoon am laying naked in bed with G, when in through the window comes A ready to kill, says something about her movies and storms off into the TV room, gets her movies makes some comment and climbs back out the window.
G & I, well actually G decides to head down to the exit, to hopefully talk to S, her boyfriend, before A can. No such luck, as we come down the steps S's car roars around the corner and down the street, G freaks out, I tell her not to worry it will work itself out.
We walk down to the exit, She talks to S, I talk to S, I talk to EB, who finds the whole situation hilarious, or so he says though he is lying a little bit, but not completely.
I talk to A, I manage to get G a second chance with S, smooth things over with A and everythings cool, or so it seems. I take A home and fuck her, all seems normal. Well over the next couple of days S shows no interest in dealing with G, could not care less, not that I blame him of course.
A keeps bringing up minor discrepancies along the lines of "he said she said" etc. Finally it comes to a head in a cafe, and I lay it on the line, I told her that I didnt care about her that way. That I liked her as a person, enjoyed her company and respected her enough not to lie to her about my feelings. I said that I would not say whether what I did was right or wrong, or try to make any excuses for my actions. If she was interested in my thoughts I would be happy to share them but while I would prefer that she stayed the choice was hers completely.
She stared at me, with a look of hurt anger in her eyes for a couple of minutes as if deciding if she should be angry and storm out or sit down, take me home and fuck me, and then sat down.
Later that night we went home, G also spent the night.
The next day, we went down to a party down south, S ignored G, and fucked some other chick, I got to know F a little better, though resisted the temptation to kiss her, dont think I will next time, wouldnt mind fucking her at all.
oh yeah almost forgot, gave S a rough draft of my resume, his mom is gonna do it up all nice and he is going to give it to his manager.
I am going to the symphony with L and A tonight, should be fun... last tonight, I hung out with D, T, OJ, G, L & E, there's a possibility of something happening between E and I, but with women who knows, I'll leave it up to fate...
its from the same time in my life
and
is similarly bizarre
its just an old memory I do not want to lose
even if it is probably better off forgotten
---
A diary entry from years ago
perhaps only significant because
it was finding this same entry
which prompted me
to start this journal
---
6:35am
I broke up with J. Whatever was bothering me kinda came to a head, I also sensed she wasn't happy in the relationship either. Later that night I was flirting with A, trying to be good, really I was, but no such luck, we made out for a while, then I bailed and C spent the night at my place. The next night A and I slept together.
The night after that had A, L & D over, they got into a fight because D didnt like seeing me flirt with both A and L, though he will only admit that L bothered him, D stormed off.
A, L and I had a long chat and kinda came to the realization that D had been sleeping with both of them, and I had been sleeping with A and fooling around with L. Slept with A a bunch over the next couple of days, then tues or maybe Weds of last week, I was at the exit and met G.
D was flirting with her, she took us down to the bikini store and tried on bikinis, I sold her to some guy for two cigarettes, anyway...
D, L, G & I ended up hanging at my place watching movies, L brough party snacks and condoms. Next morning/afternoon am laying naked in bed with G, when in through the window comes A ready to kill, says something about her movies and storms off into the TV room, gets her movies makes some comment and climbs back out the window.
G & I, well actually G decides to head down to the exit, to hopefully talk to S, her boyfriend, before A can. No such luck, as we come down the steps S's car roars around the corner and down the street, G freaks out, I tell her not to worry it will work itself out.
We walk down to the exit, She talks to S, I talk to S, I talk to EB, who finds the whole situation hilarious, or so he says though he is lying a little bit, but not completely.
I talk to A, I manage to get G a second chance with S, smooth things over with A and everythings cool, or so it seems. I take A home and fuck her, all seems normal. Well over the next couple of days S shows no interest in dealing with G, could not care less, not that I blame him of course.
A keeps bringing up minor discrepancies along the lines of "he said she said" etc. Finally it comes to a head in a cafe, and I lay it on the line, I told her that I didnt care about her that way. That I liked her as a person, enjoyed her company and respected her enough not to lie to her about my feelings. I said that I would not say whether what I did was right or wrong, or try to make any excuses for my actions. If she was interested in my thoughts I would be happy to share them but while I would prefer that she stayed the choice was hers completely.
She stared at me, with a look of hurt anger in her eyes for a couple of minutes as if deciding if she should be angry and storm out or sit down, take me home and fuck me, and then sat down.
Later that night we went home, G also spent the night.
The next day, we went down to a party down south, S ignored G, and fucked some other chick, I got to know F a little better, though resisted the temptation to kiss her, dont think I will next time, wouldnt mind fucking her at all.
oh yeah almost forgot, gave S a rough draft of my resume, his mom is gonna do it up all nice and he is going to give it to his manager.
I am going to the symphony with L and A tonight, should be fun... last tonight, I hung out with D, T, OJ, G, L & E, there's a possibility of something happening between E and I, but with women who knows, I'll leave it up to fate...
