So, I’m wandering around Tower Grove Park naked, Which is what I do when I’m bored, and I start thinking about my old Dom who lives in the neighborhood, so I call her and there’s no answer so I drive by her house to see if there’s a light on but I pass her house and I’m nodding off at the wheel and I’m driving 10 miles per hour and there’s this cop behind me and I go to her front porch and I think I see the TV on but I don’t want to knock so I call her from the front porch and there’s still no answer and I’m not sure I have the right number and I’m feeling really bad and stalkerish and junky cause it’s 1AM and I know I’m not supposed to call this late so I leave.
And I’m thinking where do you go at 1AM on a Thursday night when you don’t wanna be in public and you don’t wanna be alone and what happened to the network of single women I used to know just for this purpose and what the fuck happened to my 20’s and why did everybody have to grow up and get responsible and get boring and do I need younger friends and if so will my friends continue to get younger and younger as I get older and older and if so isn’t this kinda pathetic
I’m going to sleep
should have called me. i was up, just not out.
half a century plus
come on now, I will trade you any time you want, I’ll even keep the diabetes, high blood pressure and fucking arthritic hip
Hmmm
I like your journal Dave, it’s fun and I’m bored. There are so many people I know my age who are getting married, and popping babies. My mom says 25 seems to be the age now. Gee, I’m 25, and I feel the same as I did when I was 17 pretty much. I hate kids, I hate it when my friends have kids (sorry xconcubinex) Maybe I’m selfish, but it’s like they leave me for this life that they think may be more fulfilling, and it’s just not in the end. Then I don’t have anything to talk about with them any more. Getting older, and staying younger really sucks.
Re: Hmmm
Yeah, it sucks. I spent ten years collecting a group of freaks and non-conformists, and they all had to grow up and get respectable. Now I’m too old and boring my damn self to collect new freaks and non-conformists.
I miss impromptu cocaine parties at Draga’s house and passing out in the parking lot at City Center. Being a grown up is no fun.