Tuesday, November 29, 2005


Lost was on in only thirty-five minutes, so he knew that he needed to hurry up. He decided to take a beer with him, for the drive. He justified it by telling himself that this way he wasn't driving drunk, the alcohol wouldn't be absorbed by his body for another twenty minutes. He got into his car, an 87 Acura with horribly faded paint and more than a few dings and dents, and made his way to Brandon's house. It was raining, but it was a dry desert rain. One where you know the minute it stops that all traces are going to vanish.

As Brandon got into Brad's car their was a look of joy in his face. It was a sort of happiness that so overwhelms a person that it overflows onto the people around you. For you see our friend Brandon had met a girl. And not just any girl, but a brunette with a slender body and a face from a magazine. So our friends bantered back and forth on the drive telling each other the small bits of happening that come with living a mundane lifestyle. That isn't to say that thay these guys don't have crazy moments, because they do, it's just for the most part these guys do the same thing every day. In fact, I bet next week the same damn things are going to happen as what happens on this weeks episode of "The mundane existence".

Brandon: (Big grin on his face) How's it going there buddy?

Brad: (Face a blank slate) Oh you know, it's going pretty well.

Brandon: The how's the job at the word processing plant?

Brad: You know, it's all just pushing paperwork. Read this and then give it to some other person to read so that they they can recommend it to yet another person who in the end will end up doing nothing with it. And along the way everybody has to report what it is that they're doing with their time and filling out extra paperwork which ends up going through the same beaureucratic nonsense. (He only actually said the first sentence in this paragraph, the rest of it he just thought he said. Or maybe he did say it, and no one heard him, because Brandon has been too busy talking at the same time to hear one word of what Brad said.)

Brandon: (Starts talking during the first sentence of the last paragraph) So I met this girl today and she's amazing man. I mean I don't believe in love at first site but damn this girl might be the exception because, man, you should just see the way she looks when she looks at the stars. It's amazing man. She's this astronomy nut and she's always talking about how good we have it out here away from the city lights where we can see so many stars that they create a blanket int he sky.

Brad: What?

Brandon: Huh?

Brad: Wait what were you talking about?

Brandon: No, you were saying something there about, what was it?

Brad: Well Brandon, oddly enough I've forgotten what it was I was talking about.

Brandon: Well I don't remember either.

So I don't really know what to make of this, but I had a great time writing it. It was kind of fun to just let the style of the story drift around and see what changes that made in the direction the things was going. I mean, I started out thinking that I was going somewhere, on some journey, and instead you get to hear these two people talking about their asinine existences and eventually you get to the end and it took you nowhere.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

It's been fun

So the past few weeks have been pretty crazy for me. Overtime at work, although usually at the end of my eight hour shift I can't bear the thought of working any longer and go home without doing any OT, but a little bit of overtime. Then when I get off of work it seems like there's always somewhere that I need to be. It might be my sister's for baby-sitting, or a going away party, or a birthday party. But usually it's hanging out with a girl. I'm hoping that it's time for things to calm down a little bit, but maybe that's just because I'm kind of getting fed up with the girl I've been hanging out with.

So it's the girl that I went to meet the night I got my DUI. I really like her, but she's a girl who doesn't know what she wants, except that she wants attention. In fact she craves attention so much that she didn't just mess with my head, she messed with Will's too.

I met her first, through Mike, and began to develop a crush. Then the DUI thing happened. The next weekend, or maybe the weekend after (it seems to all kind of blur together) she took me out dancing with her roommate and friends. It was great, me and eight hot girls. Then I gave Will a call and he met up with us. By the end of the night I could tell he'd taken a fancy to Tana as well, so I tried to stop the problem there.

"Will, we can't both do this, so what are we gonna do?" I asked.

"We're too good of friends to let a girl come between us so let's just see what happens."

I wasn't really satisfied by his reply, but Tana had reappeared so our conference was over. Shortly after that various people expressed their opinions that this girl was nothing but trouble and not worth my time. I'm sure they expressed similar things to Will as well. Neither of us listened. So then two Thursday's ago Will, Tana, and I (triangles are a dangerous shape, very pointy - Seth Cohen) were all hanging out at his place. Somehow, it may have been the alcohol, we ended up playing Truth or Dare. We did the normal thing of humiliating each other and making each other lick or kiss various body parts and other such things. When Tana was in the restroom it was time for Will and I to powwow again.

"Alright, so we really can't continue like this," he said with a slight slur.

"I know, but what are we gonna do? We both like her," I said.

"Let's do the only thing that's fair, rock-paper-scissors for her," Will said.

So we got ready and decided that best two out of three would be the way to go when it struck me. "Wait, let's make her decide. We're playing truth or dare so we'll just ask her who she likes more," I said.

"I like it," he said. And it was decided.

So that's what we did, or what I did, because I was the one who actually made her choose, although Will did help.

"So who do you like more, Will or me?" I asked.

"Are you serious?" she asked.

"Yes, I am. You said Truth, so you have to tell the truth," I said.

"But that's not fair," she said.

"No it's not, but you have to answer," Will said.

"But it changes," she said. She was trying to be smart about it. She didn't want to lose out on the attention she was getting from us, and her choosing could obviously end some of that.

"So if it changes, then who do like more right now?" Will asked.

"Well, if I have to choose right now I'd have to say Kellan," Tana said as Will stopped running his hand across her lower back.

And that pretty much ended the game. That night Tana and I slept on Will's futon and had an extended make-out session before we passed out. So Tana and I have been hanging out a lot lately, and she's tried to hang out with Will too, but I don't really know that side of the story. All I know is that I'm in an awkward situation now. I don't really know what to do, but I'll think of something.

What fun the past couple of weeks have been.

P.S. We all played Truth or Dare the next Thursday and she had to choose who she wanted to make out with more, Will or me. She chose Will. I figure all she's really good at is being indecisive.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

A Quick Update

So I realize my last post may have been a bit depressing so I thought that I'd give an update on the story. The epilogue if you will.

I went into court last Tuesday ready to be sentenced. I handed my paper to the girl behind the counter and asked what court room I was supposed to be in. "Oh it's you," she said. And then took my paper and walked away. When she came back she explained that my paperwork was never filed. It meant I was free. The case is dropped, although the officer still has a year in which they can decide to actually put the paperwork through, but it is extremely rare for them to do that.

Oh, and one more thing, I finally kissed her.