dirty little whirlwind, i'm pinned to the heart of your swirl.

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catch up.

so i haven’t posted in a while and i feel the need to do a bit of catch up before moving forward with things.

i went to my friend’s comedy show last saturday night with shannon and a bunch of her friends.

the jokes were crude and uncouth, yet thoroughly enjoyable, and i found myself being drawn to the most awkward of the performers. i think there’s something so charming about being socially inept in some people.

something strange was brewing between my parents though, and there came a text from my brother that disturbed me right before the show started. it was on the back burner of my mind for the entire evening, so i couldn’t fully enjoy myself. but i did my best to get into the spirit of things.

after the show, we all went to sam’s for the afterparty, and although i was expecting something unrelentingly wild and wholeheartedly self-destructive, things were calm for the most part, and soon it became something of a chill sesh.

a couple of the older comedians had come by, and i remember really liking one of them. he told me i was the nicest and one of the most charismatic of the bunch, and then said i was really mature.

there was something very sweet about him, which was strange because i remember his humour being incredibly dark.

i left at about 2:30 to go visit dave at work. i was kind of in a drunken stupor at that point, so i walked into timothy’s, ordered coffee, grabbed a newspaper and sat down at a table trying to find sudoku.

i remember some guy chatting me up, and subsequently sitting across from me and just staring like the creeper he probably was, and i think dave noticed too because he made me sit at the bar.

i wasn’t complaining.

i waited around for him to finish his shift and close up, but this turned out to be kind of pointless seeing as we had to go in pretty much opposite directions to get home.

but i wasn’t in any hurry to get home, and i really like the night air, so i walked with him and manny to the bus stop and waited for his bus.

i don’t know what i was expecting to find when i got home. i don’t want to say much about it, but the situation was kind of rocky at the very least. i think it was the worst i’ve ever seen it.

but when i got home, my parents were being all lovey-dovey, so i was pleased.

i think i slept happy that night.


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