i met someone the other night who acually made me question what was going on. this whole topic is new to me. when she walked into the place i told her she smellled like mothballs, she ran on about a childhood story. she is married. i dont remember her name. i told her i dont like my job, she told me she doesnt work. then we talked about what we want out of life. the one thing that hit me was she wanted a gallery sometime that allowed whoever to show what they wanted (her qoute) "blind people and retards i dont care as long as they want to produce art." that was one thing that hit me; the other being dragging me over to where there was about 6 yuppie peoples sitting and us just looking at them/ comming up with fake stories of their lifes. one of them finally came over and asked us who we where. on the spot she came up with a story of us being engaged with times, fake names for both of us, and then the random person asked where we met. without thinking i said 'at daddy jacks she was dating a friend of mine at the time when we went on the group date but shortly after we started talking and here we are' its was so fluid the lie i came up with that i wished i was living.
i did not give her my number, i did not ask her for hers. i dont even think we know each others names but it was still one of the best nights i've had in a long time talking with someone who thinks somewhat like me.
this week i am going on another 'jacob' drinking spree. it happens once every few months where i realize i have fucked something up. my sister has endometiosis (or something like that i dont want to gooogle it atm to see if its right) shes trying to have a kid before things go to crazy with her body. both her and her husband dont have real high paying or secure jobs, but i loaned them almost $7000 for her fertility treatments/gynowhatever the fuck. i dont know if this was wise of me. i know it would make her happy to have a child before she cant, but i dont know if they should.
i'm not going into work tomorrow, or the rest of the week for that matter.
i did not give her my number, i did not ask her for hers. i dont even think we know each others names but it was still one of the best nights i've had in a long time talking with someone who thinks somewhat like me.
this week i am going on another 'jacob' drinking spree. it happens once every few months where i realize i have fucked something up. my sister has endometiosis (or something like that i dont want to gooogle it atm to see if its right) shes trying to have a kid before things go to crazy with her body. both her and her husband dont have real high paying or secure jobs, but i loaned them almost $7000 for her fertility treatments/gynowhatever the fuck. i dont know if this was wise of me. i know it would make her happy to have a child before she cant, but i dont know if they should.
i'm not going into work tomorrow, or the rest of the week for that matter.