I think I'm going to start labeling the artists on my post titles, where applicable.
Back to catching up on the Lilie saga (soon to be released in hardcover):
I finally get out of work slightly ahead of Shelley, and call Lilie and tell her I told Shelley to come along. She seemed okay with this, so we talked about going to the movie. I knew it started at "7 something", so we decided on 7:30 (it made sense at the time. I think). I got there a little early, being lonely and having no life (well, that's changing now - it's like Monday, October 25th as I finally get around to writing this. I think I'm a week or two behind. But that's because of my recent sleeping disorder. Which is an odd name for it, since it involves sleeping the average amount of time for normal people.) They got there around 7:45 or so. Turns out that "something" was "o' clock", so the movie was out. We (they) decided to go to Joe's Crab Shack instead. I'd only been there once, with the family, a long time ago.
I was a little behind them going in, since I had to pause and put my shoes on. They had chosen a booth near the entrance and sat next to each other on one side, leaving the other side for me.
(Damn. I'm in the music library typing this, and my battery on my MP3 player/camera just died. My fault for not charging it in like five days or something.)
We talked. Shelley is, as it turns out, bat-shit insane. Completely. I mean, I am too, as is Lilie, but I didn't know Shelley was as well. I should have suspected as much upon learning how much her and Lilie hung out, but I never really was faced with the glaring reality of the situation, which pales in comparison to my pre-conceiived notion. Of the scalar quantity of the bat-shit which is equivalent to her insanity.
Or something like that.
I was being really shy, really quiet. It was mainly becase this was really the first time I'd hung out with Shelley outside of work, and you'll (whoever you are) be glad to know that I'm quite over that now (as I'll reveal when/if/no, definitely when I finally get caught up with my life. Which used to take five seconds, so I guess being two weeks behind is something of an improvement.)
Shelley did most of the talking, and the majority of the talking Lilie and I did was in response to her. She's definitely the most-extroverted of the three of us (well, there was a time when I could stake a decent challenge to that throne, but for now, it's definitely hers, with Lilie a close second). She made a number of comments on the group of frat boys hanging out at the bar - comments about how she wouldn't mind sticking her toungue down the throat of a few, or all, of them. Or something like that.
Turns out she's really, really into sex. Lots of it. As, I learned that night (during the converation, not first-hand) is Lilie. In fact, they frequently commented on their similiarities. Shelley asked me, point-blank and without any real preamble, why I liked Lilie and not her. That's kind of a weird question to ask someone, but it seemed to fit. However, I was very much on the defensive at that point, and wasn't really sure how to answer it. The thing I ended up saying is something that still echoes in my mind as one of my stupider things. Well, not really. I've said some really stupid things, and this wasn't that stupid in comparison. But on an absolute scale, in the context of a guy talking to two hot girls, one of whom he likes and both of whom may like him, it was pretty stupid.
"I met her first."
Yeah. I really said that.
Which isn't the case at all, of course. (For a more in-depth discussion of that topic, see later posts. I don't have time for it right now).
In fact, I'm going to call it here, because I have a test in like fifteen minutes and could use some more studying (because it's an Intro to Fine Arts test).
But I'm taking a day off today (other than this test, of course), and after a good DDR session, am going to go home and (attempt t0) clean my room, watch some MST3K, burn some CDs, and finish this lengthy epic.
Or at least get a few more chapters out of the way.



1 comment:
*shrug* Unless "I met her first" wasn't true or there's some other reason, I might've said the same thing in that situation.
Will be looking in later posts for that one, like you said.
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