29 October 2003 20:38

for the record

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la pista said: "that whole thing must have been a little creepy." umm yes. a little. there were stories about shotgun-toting old ladies who may or may not have committed insurance fraud and men who are too old for such things drunkenly toilet papering property not their own. there was almost some roadkill. intentional roadkill. i do not, for the record, think that threatening to run over an animal makes you seem cool. behaviors and stories and actions that belong to someone fifteen years younger than me, and bordering on hideous in someone twenty years older. twenty years! gah. funny stories, bad experience. so i didn't feel as bad as i might have when i turned d, who wouldn't date me even if i had a penis, into a jealous boyfriend. nope. not too bad at all. i am, for the record, a much better liar than i think i am. i wanted to say, "i'm not allowed to date people who are almost as old as my father." i wanted to say, "go away." i guess i did say that. i feel like i spent the week in some sort of david lynch version of junior high. and this weekend, i see the ex. love, might