quick! go! ahhh...
its been a crazy 24 hours. i dont really feel like recording it but all day night and beyond ive been telling myself i have to get something down in writing.
got off work yesterday with cash in hand. went to milanos for a drink. saw isabel and let him rub my legs for a few minutes. then went to union and bought a 1/5 of bacardi and went and hung with plex and ali and peeps at the fountain. drank what they had. oh yeah, went to carnegie bar or something to not see my roommate do anything..
went with remy, sid, sids girl, lazy eyed girl, skins asian sid, cosmo, heroin mike vasquez and his crazy girlfriend to a rave in queens. it was broken up right before we got there. so we bitched and moaned and headed back. then found a trail leading into some woods. hung out around a nice lil lake for a while. smoked. drank. went exploring with remy. lost my shoe a few times in the muck and held his hand a lot. we bonded. that was fun.
went back to union. remy and i started getting pretty comfortable on the train. we were 9 people strong with 4 couples. crazy. bought more drank. bullshat with complex for a while. him being a douche as usual. said fuck it! and went with shadow to wa. sun was coming up. it was cold. we slept on the grass for a couple hours. got some coffee and sat around for some more time. then back to union.
chilled there. candy throwing fight. bored. hot. nervous. kinda cuz of plex kinda cuz of my new period. walked to barnes and noble. boring. walked to cvs. got tcs. took 8. laid down. threw up. watched the farmers market and ladies clutch their purses tighter looking at us rapscallions and scallywags lining the southwest corner of union square. very interesting. searched for cigarettes. found interesting convos. puked from lack of sleep and tcs on an empty stomach. into the newspaper recycling trash. yum.
smoked with the 2 strangest looking girls at the square..down the street where papo and i once smoked. i tried to get in on their convos..no good. im on a different wavelength than these new york girls. the og's. the natives. not the white implants. im good with them.
train home was long and arduous. not sure how i did it. i felt like i was being kidnapped by the train and everyone was in on it. tripping on the train is pretty freaking cool. thank goodness for sunglasses. and the fact that it was 5pm. still okay time for shades. even in the subway.
still a lil tripping. smoking now. gonna watch some stuff. at least i got this all out. thats mostly everything. the fighting with complex is for a whole nother diary.
it was a good time. im glad i had it. even though we didnt get to go to a party last night it still turned into fun. k. its been a while. sorry. xo me