I get my wisdom teeth out on Friday too! Hooray!
James, Higgins, and I split from the arcade and head back to James house to hook up with his sister. I was still in shock on how Jessica could actually be so excited to see me. Maybe it was just the excitement of the situation or something, but who cares. The sun was setting and we all decided to just go for a walk instead of sitting around for a bit. By now the entire "crew" had shown up. The group had not totally hung out in so long that when nigga Shawn drove by and saw us all out he almost crashed his car. Now this was a longgggggg walk. We took off from Elm St. (Bay City know exactly where this is) over 2 bridges, down by Midland St., and back. It took up about 2 hours of our time, and I didn't mind a bit. The whole time (with the crew trailing behind us talking too) Jessica and I just caught up about our lives, and how stupid everything was. Our lives weren't that different now, just older. I don't remember exact things from the conversation, which I normally do. I have an excellent memory of conversations and events, but when I don't remember them, it's usually because I'm talking too fast or too much. (well, I probably shouldn't remember anything then)
Now, call it the "rebound" effect or whatever, but since I had just broken up with Stacy about 4 hours before, Jessica was looking pretty damn good at the time. Now she always had, but you know...rebound! So i'm trying really hard to foocus on how I can just stay in the moment forever. This day was already such a big deal to me, and I didn't want it to end. Once we all got back to their house, we all sat outside and just chilled for awhile. Certainly something was going to come up about Stacy or anyone elses girlfriend/boyfriend soon, we all just kept avoiding the issue. Everyone did. No mention of Shawn's random women, Gabe's 7 day old bride (he got married while I was in St. Louis), Stacy, nothing. And then it came, "Oh, Justin, you have got to meet my boyfriend. His name is Justin too and he lives at Huntington Place Apartment's." Goddammit! Seriously, I almost needed a fucking respirator. (now, the next summer I moved into Huntington Place ironically) Great, huh? Well of course he shows up about 20 minutes later. It's about 12:30 am now and it;s just me, shawn, and her until "justin" shows up. Once he got there, well lets reword that, he was one of those dudes now known as "hollister bro's". Get it? (You know the type, i won't get into it) So , once he got there it was instantly weird. Like Jessica knew that he wasn't her type, and we knew it, but he didn't know it, and the only thing that was keeping them good at that moment was that this was all new again.
Well, the other thing is that since it was cold, they had a blanket, and I swear to this day she was playing with his balls underneath it out there, Anywho, I sure wasn't shacking up with Shawn that night, so we called it cool and tok off. Jessica said to call her tomorrow so we could hang out, and she knew I would. Wait until you hear what comes out of her mouth that next day. Next time people, other tasks to tend too.
New Year's Eve, Y2K1 i believe, Bill and I got stuck working at the pizza joint til 2 fucking AM that night. Shitty yes, but we made it worth it. All of my friends knew we were working, and since we couldn't be at any party, they brought it to us. That night it was shitty out. Like ice all over the streets, snow everywhere, and horribily cold. What better than to have myself go "shoeskating" holding onto the outside of a car door?!? What a New Year's. At midnight I decided to grasp the car door (with the window down) and have Shawn truck me around the side streets. the oads were like glass, an since my shoes are always worn down, I slid around like I was on skates. I probably could've let go, hit a pole, busted my head through a car's grill, whatever. But at the time, it was just too cool to pass up. Of course no one else did, they weren't that stupid, but hey I gotta do what I gotta do. Much like everytime I did flips into the bushes outside of my homes. I still have the marks on my back from those fucking things, but no one else was gonna flip into them, so of course, I wiil always be the exception.
So listen to Green Day's new album. It's just okay on the first and second spins, but once you listen to it a few times, it really is pretty damn good.
And i'm gonna leave you with this gnarly pic of Shawn to help you through hump day tomorrow. Enjoy! hahaha
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