Monday, September 16, 2002
I don't think anyone is really going to see this so...I couldn't care less about what I type here. I'm thinkin it's going to be a sort of Country Kitchen Chronicle. Ya know, yeah you do....maybe you don't. Ok here's how it goes.
One of my best friends and I were starting to drift apart. She had her girlfriend (yes she is a lesbian) and I had my other friends and guy watching to do. Well, she started to hang out at Kitchen all the time. So whenever I wanted to see her, she was there. I absolutely refused to go at first. I thought it was insane the way people would stay there all night…and by all night I mean from 11 o’clock at night to 5 or 6 in the morning. Ya know, I didn’t have any idea what they did, and it seemed so boring to me.
But after awhile, I missed my friend *sniff, sniff. So we made plans to meet there. Well, after the first or second time visiting there...wow, I just wanted to go there all the time. Maybe a part of the reason is because I really, really liked a guy there but... that's neither here nor there. The point is, Kitchen was fun. Card games, conversations, making fun of people… it’s great. I’ve made a ton of new friends there (and I'm currently with the guy I liked!!!!!!). And now, I've recruited some of my friends to go there. I now go there almost every weekend and once in awhile during the week. It all depends.
Really I'm not as obsessed as I seem (YES I AM) but yeah.... I have fun. And I know how dorky it seems cause I used to think it was retarded but... I'm happy now. There really isn’t a way to describe it. It’s a home away from home. Plus, the drama, gotta love the drama.
I'll have some stories in awhile. Right now, I think I should go do some work and take some drugs...I've got a hell of a cold and I want to get better real quick-like.
One of my best friends and I were starting to drift apart. She had her girlfriend (yes she is a lesbian) and I had my other friends and guy watching to do. Well, she started to hang out at Kitchen all the time. So whenever I wanted to see her, she was there. I absolutely refused to go at first. I thought it was insane the way people would stay there all night…and by all night I mean from 11 o’clock at night to 5 or 6 in the morning. Ya know, I didn’t have any idea what they did, and it seemed so boring to me.
But after awhile, I missed my friend *sniff, sniff. So we made plans to meet there. Well, after the first or second time visiting there...wow, I just wanted to go there all the time. Maybe a part of the reason is because I really, really liked a guy there but... that's neither here nor there. The point is, Kitchen was fun. Card games, conversations, making fun of people… it’s great. I’ve made a ton of new friends there (and I'm currently with the guy I liked!!!!!!). And now, I've recruited some of my friends to go there. I now go there almost every weekend and once in awhile during the week. It all depends.
Really I'm not as obsessed as I seem (YES I AM) but yeah.... I have fun. And I know how dorky it seems cause I used to think it was retarded but... I'm happy now. There really isn’t a way to describe it. It’s a home away from home. Plus, the drama, gotta love the drama.
I'll have some stories in awhile. Right now, I think I should go do some work and take some drugs...I've got a hell of a cold and I want to get better real quick-like.
