| Thursday, July 27, 2006 A Boring Part of the Large Piece Black Stone Cherry---"Black Stone Cherry" MoTW---"Phantasm II" I spotted her as I was emptying the trash from the registers. Emptying trash was the highlight of being a bundler, only surpassed by the daily walk to the far end of the parking lot in order to collect that one stray cart. I was stunned since she was unlike any other girl I had seen. Actually, she might have been but I really didn't care about women until I was introduced to the hookers so something must have connected inside me since I figured I needed to get a real girlfriend and soon. A year before I kind of had a girlfriend. This happened at something called the Youth Concentration Camp, where parents sent their undesirables to a camp where you got to build stuff and become one with nature. What they didn't expect was one of the counselors to hang himself over a Dear John letter scarring the kids for life, or for someone regarded as an All American Boy to cheat during a softball game so his team could beat the counselors. Anyway, she liked me but I told her friend I didn't like her which was a lie, but we hung around together and she kissed me goodbye and I never saw her again so that makes her kind of a girlfriend, at least in my pathetic little world. So with no social skills I went ahead and asked another cashier to ask her if she wanted to go out with me. She agreed, we went on a double date to the movies and I was off to the races. Everything was great. I was drinking Molson's Golden Ale every weekend, had a girlfriend, had good friends with good drugs and had a job so everything was perfect. Until I was grounded for failing every course that semester, including gym. This completely freaked me out since I had a date that evening with the lovely Stephanie. It freaked me out so much that I ran around the backyard crying and screaming, but it didn't change my parent's mind. To make it even better, I was also told that right after graduation (if I made it that far) I would have to leave the house. I wasn't allowed to use the phone so I couldn't call Stephanie and tell her that our date was called off due to outside interference. From what I understand, she went to our meeting spot and was attacked by a wandering bull and mauled to death. Then the vultures came down and feasted on her carcass and what was left was picked apart by a colony of fire ants and assorted beetles. This made me sad. COMING NEXT: This is starting to bore me |
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