Bikers.
Jun 03, 2001
Good day today, yes it was. Woke up late, had some pb&j, diddled off
on the internet for a while and headed downtown. Ran into
Selenia at Casino. It was nice and casual and friendly. Not too
weird. Thats good. It's allll good.Ran into Mary shootin' pool at the Ritz. That was kinda neat, I didn't know that was her scene. She's a neat chica too. I seem to be swamped with neat chicas lately.
I sorta bounced back and forth between the Ritz and Casino. Upon bouncing back to da Ritz, Christie gnabbed me, we hugged, and introduced me to her Houston peeps. The guy across from me acted all "asshole" and rubbed his forehead when I tried to introduce myself. Kinda weird. Later I found out he thought he had rights over Christie and I was a guy. Bah. More junior high drama.
Christie and I went next door and grabbed a slice of Satan Pizza with about one and a half pepperoni's on it. Word to the Angels on Armageddon day: "his weakness is Pepperoni." I walked ten feet to the curb and turned around. Christie was gone. That girl can get lost in a hallway. haha. She reappeared and we plopped down on the curb to munch on the pizza. We discussed how we were both going through withdrawl.
Suddenly, and without warning, two little hands cover up my eyes from behind. I kinda wiggle and goof until I hear "I gots a stoop!". haha. It was Adriana! My Posse's on Sixth Street.
We went off to Lovejoys where we finally met her roommate with the birthday. It turns out she chills at Lavaca St Bar. I knew I recognized her from somewhere. I dragged a chair over to the table and Karyn spilled beer all over it before I could sit down on it. It was cartoon funny.
It was very important to a boy next to us to know the first name of Mr. Burns from the Simpsons. The streets were packed with bikers tonight. Walking back to my car I witnessed many an inebriated woman talking it up (and mounting up) with some black-leather clad biker guys. Danger works man. I need a tattoo or something.
Thats the deep thought for the day. ;)