maynardsdick

i had this friend years ago. she was awesome and we got along in a way i have never got along with anyone. she shared my bizzare sense of humor and love for just fucking shit up and being wierd and eccentric in general. Her name was Nettie or "Monster" and she was also called. We did random shit that made the dullness of life more interesting. I bought her a poster the had a picture of underwear hanging on a wire that simply said, "Life is pants." I once bought a pipe from her for $12.37 and a cool hat. She played guitar and I played bass and we were going to cover "These are the dave's I know" by the Kids in the Hall. But then she got heavily into speed and fucked it up for everyone.

The point to this is since I've moved to OR, I believe the void she left has been filled. I met this kick ass chick at work (and I normally don't get along with girls all to much.) She and I banter like I used to with Nettie, and she is much more centered, partially on account of the fact that she's not a fucking tweaker, among other reasons. And guess what? She's fucking moving in the fall. Lame lame LAME lame lame.