Never Did Write Much...

Playa Del Fuego...I went. Got there Saturday afternoon, left Sunday night. I wote about the fire, I wrote about the pain. Spent a good bit of time talking to Eric. Left wih Eric to make sure he got back to Baltimore ok. When I got home that night, was retty much completely unable to sleep.

Forgot my tent poles. Slept in Melissa's tent. She brought most of my stuff back from Delaware. I only got that stuff on Sunday.

Then there was the smacktard who ticked me off. Some random guy that I just met for that first time. Think his name was Jason? Whatever. So we're hanging out, having some interesting conversation (And by interesting conversation, I mean interesting conversation...photography, art, that type of stuff. This is someone that I would have been interested in getting to know further. At some point he wanders off to hang out with the people he came with...that's cool..and then I keep running into him later and he keeps saying that he wants to hang out with me some more...oh, but he's stoned. Ok...no surprise there...it's PDF...this goes on all night, but after the first few times, every time I see him, he's with this other chick. But too stoned to hang out with me

Ok...so I just met the guy, I have no claims to his time and attentions. He met someone else that he'd prefer to hang out with. But geez, don't keep telling me that you're too stoned to talk to me but not someone else. Eh, she was probably stoned too. He kissed me at one point earlier in the evening...so he's got a vague idea of what he was missing....bwahahahahahaha


As always though, happy to see people and all that fun stuff.

This Moving Thing Is Real...

So...I've got 2 people to help me move...Tanner and Eric. That should account for just about all of my stuff that's actually down here. I figure I'll get one more person/car and should be good to go. Anyone wanna help? Late morning/early afternoon on the 31st.

Fred keeps telling me that James has been asking when I would move out so he can tell the person who will be taking my place when he can move in. I talked to James days ago...and I told Fred this. Fred asked me again tonight...with James right there, so I said "Gee, don't you think if James had questions he'd ask me?" And I proceeded to get a little snippy with Fred...and in the process of discussion, some of my snippiness got shuffled off to James. I kinda feel bad about that, James isn't the one who's bugging me, and he was pretty unhappy about it too...but I dunno, I can't dwell on it too much. That's what...maybe 3 times in a year and a half...and the other 2 times he know I was getting ticked off and not to press the issue at hand.


Good grief people...I'm moving again. Doesn't feel like I've been here a year and a half almost.

Birthday/apartmentwarming party will have to happen in early December.