a) we appear on a porch of a hotel that is $30 per hour to stay in. the room was beautiful with lots of white. we were dressed old-fashioned. the rest of the group were busy for the afternoon. then we returned to the hotel with the group and i noticed you were avoiding me to some extent. i stuck my nose in the air and went on with my day. later, you lost your david bowie tape and albert, jeff and i started rumaging with you through a clean but extremely untidy hotel room. there were piles of things i liked strewn about: books, clothes, and darker clothes. (the door and windows were open, late afternoon, summer.) we found other interesting casettes, but not yours. i wondered why i was so quick to help you after you avoided me for hours.
b) allie and i were at a concert/art show. joni mitchell sat two rows behind us and had a cameron diaz haircut (but was still beautiful). everyone from the concert was going to this burger joint/restaurant place so there were some people i knew there, but mostly just lines that were too long. while i was waiting, i noticed erin and laura chapman at the counter. they took their seats without saying hi because i hadn't noticed them looking. later, when i was about to order, i could hear erin talking shit about me to an old acquaintence of mine, trevor. i walked up to their booth and gave her the eye, to let her know i heard everything and disagreed. she shut her trap.
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david bowie ACID tape?
hahaha. close. isn't that weird? two nights in a row with the DB.
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