2006-04-30

That gnat had a purpose

So, last night. small reitteration (sp?), anyways. 34 jello shooters. Helped break a table. Drama. Tonight was much more interesting. Early this evening. My very dear friend kate came over. My mother, herself and I went for a little hike in the park near my house. Vauxhall park. It seems similar to a park over near summerside. you park on the dirt road right across the street from the new subdivision. Back behind the old abandoned farm house there is a trail surrounded in beans. its a bean farm. ok anyways. Down the hill, there seems to be a kind of bike trail but made with wood almost like the movie hook..all the obstacle courses and wooden trails and what not anyways....very romantic as the earth usually is. As i was saying. This whole trail had bridges and things. almost as if people had banned together to form a union to make the trails more appreciated. I loved it. I want more. Mom was tired (a trooper for 50) and it was getting dark. Next Saturday. More. Again. Anyways, the gnats, were fucked. Like, as if, they all ban together to form a coalition. Against what, everything that makes your hike lovely. They invade your orifaces like holes are a delicacy (sp?) Crazy gnats. Just looking for a place to hide. so small, still looking to hide. perspective.

Then I was convinved to go to gt's. My cousin. Intense. I'm telling you. nevermind. Anyways, we went. I saw a bunch of pretty faces. Talked to them. Bad character. Wished for a revolution. Then I forgot. When we left. This guy was across the street screaming. "You got Cocaine?...". Me....."No". Coke dude "Cocaine is sheeeeeeeet!!!, you got cocaine....It is SHEEEEEEEEEEEEET!". Meanwhile, his friend behind him steals their other friends hat...begins to run...toward me...If you didnt know. I'll try anything twice. I take the hat...book it around the corner...all the while his friend is running with me...hysterical laughter. I mean really. I have never felt so liberated. We hide behind a garbage can. still laughter. I can't even describe. I give the hat back... he walks away laughing...slaps my hand. Connection. Done.

I get back to my cousins after waiting 12 years for a cab. I'm now 33 and I can barely sit still.
I begin to talk about tranquilizers. Then animals. Then I change my mind. No more meat. None. Maybe.
Maybe, It all started with the 12 565 487 569th gnat. Maybe, thats when I changed my mind.

Katrina at 3:45 AM

2006-04-30

That gnat had a purpose

So, last night. small reitteration (sp?), anyways. 34 jello shooters. Helped break a table. Drama. Tonight was much more interesting. Early this evening. My very dear friend kate came over. My mother, herself and I went for a little hike in the park near my house. Vauxhall park. It seems similar to a park over near summerside. you park on the dirt road right across the street from the new subdivision. Back behind the old abandoned farm house there is a trail surrounded in beans. its a bean farm. ok anyways. Down the hill, there seems to be a kind of bike trail but made with wood almost like the movie hook..all the obstacle courses and wooden trails and what not anyways....very romantic as the earth usually is. As i was saying. This whole trail had bridges and things. almost as if people had banned together to form a union to make the trails more appreciated. I loved it. I want more. Mom was tired (a trooper for 50) and it was getting dark. Next Saturday. More. Again. Anyways, the gnats, were fucked. Like, as if, they all ban together to form a coalition. Against what, everything that makes your hike lovely. They invade your orifaces like holes are a delicacy (sp?) Crazy gnats. Just looking for a place to hide. so small, still looking to hide. perspective.

Then I was convinved to go to gt's. My cousin. Intense. I'm telling you. nevermind. Anyways, we went. I saw a bunch of pretty faces. Talked to them. Bad character. Wished for a revolution. Then I forgot. When we left. This guy was across the street screaming. "You got Cocaine?...". Me....."No". Coke dude "Cocaine is sheeeeeeeet!!!, you got cocaine....It is SHEEEEEEEEEEEEET!". Meanwhile, his friend behind him steals their other friends hat...begins to run...toward me...If you didnt know. I'll try anything twice. I take the hat...book it around the corner...all the while his friend is running with me...hysterical laughter. I mean really. I have never felt so liberated. We hide behind a garbage can. still laughter. I can't even describe. I give the hat back... he walks away laughing...slaps my hand. Connection. Done.

I get back to my cousins after waiting 12 years for a cab. I'm now 33 and I can barely sit still.
I begin to talk about tranquilizers. Then animals. Then I change my mind. No more meat. None. Maybe.
Maybe, It all started with the 12 565 487 569th gnat. Maybe, thats when I changed my mind.

Katrina at 3:45 AM