Tuesday, June 15, 2004

wendy

ok, this girl is too much. she paints her eyes like a panda and her skin with that fudge tan from a can. she smokes more weed than i do. she takes more pills than i do. she does less work than i do. her mind is so intensely occupied thinking about herself, that she only casts her senses far enough to confirm her paranoid notions of what other people think of her, and is otherwise completely oblivious to the broader marvels of existence.

over the weekend as we strolled down the beach to find some shelter to light a j she asked me: "those clouds up there are moving really fast; is that to do with the wind?"

she just arrived in town a month ago, but has made a big impact on the social scene already. all the bar tenders know her. i think she's going for the djs next.

but in the meantime, my greedy eyes' sparkle has ensnared her. because she's moved in around the corner from me, and because my car is no longer legal to drive to work, i've been spending a bit of time with her.

oh, and it's also because i can't decide if i want to fuck her or not. you know what they say about mopeds? "they're fun to ride as long as your friends don't find out".

that said, she is a great party-play-mate, and generous.

she's planning a big party next weekend. i suspect it's gonna be one of those parties that everyone shows up to because they know something crazy's gonna happen.

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