snookyferrit

It’s been a crazy couple of weeks. First off, I have a job at McDonald’s. Hahahahaha. I’m terrible at it… They want to bump me up… to be a manager (because of my “previous experience at Ralph’s” hahahah). And that is probably the only reason they’re giving me full time right now. So.. I think it’s a horrible idea.. and if they do that the entire earth will open up... and the store will tumble... and fall into the fiery pits of hell... and scorch and char... and DIE. But, I’ll let them know… later. I need this money... and I have so many outstanding bills to worry about. And I’m sure I’m not the first person to totally suck during their first two days at a new job.
I made a friend! Who lives in Japan! HAHAAHAHAHAHA My life! It was… instant connection. It was… who are you, and how do I know you? It was… please tell me you live here, don’t tell me you’re leaving. It was Robin’s son… and I met him on his wedding weekend. I helped set up his reception. I hated him and his wife and his wife’s family before we met (I’ll get into that another time)… and then… Robin pushed me into the Banana river (we sorta’ schemed it up, I’ll tell that story later)… and the sunset cruise boat came back, and he and Amy together saw me for the first time… Josh and I saw each other for the first time… when we were trying to learn how to fold napkins into pope’s hat’s… or kings crown’s… or something to that effect. We insulted eachother… and enjoyed it. But we really hit it off when… Josh smeared cake on my face… and I chased him into the neighbor’s yard… and I smeared cake in his ear… and we ran through the neighborhood fighting with cake… and I lost my sandals, and he found them…. And hid them… and we talked for hours while his new wife slept… and everybody thought there was something going on, but there was nothing. We just connected. I took his number, told him I’d call… that He, Amy and I could get together the next week. Then I got the job, and call backs from other places… and had plans with mom and some of her friends from Ohio… and I didn’t call until Thursday, so we made plans for Friday… Went to Coconuts for dinner (It’s an outdoor restaurant), and it was windy (sooooo cold)… But there was live music, which was fun… And Lacy was there (Robin’s ex-daughter-in-law), which was cool… then we went to COBB theatre to see “Race to witch mountain” which was horrible so we all goofed off the entire time. Then we went to Steak and Shake for milkshakes… and that’s when he told me it was his birthday the next day… So after an all day fight about paying for each other, I dropped them off at Robin’s. We had another run through the neighbor’s yards (throwing money at eachother and whatnot… Amy was already inside, hiding from me and my twenty dollar bill)… but when she saw us still at it, she was bothered… So, I put the 20 in a potted plant, and ran to the car… after a bout of key stealing, and the battle of car Vs. boy, we stopped… and hugged goodbye through a window… I called out goodbye to Amy who was now standing at the edge of the yard… pouting… I didn’t tell them that I’m a lesbian… didn’t see the need… they’re married… Josh is not interested in being with me, and I’m not interested in being with him…We have a mutual interest in becoming friends.... But I don’t know that Amy can handle it, and I don’t feel totally comfortable being myself around her… I feel guilty, and sad for her when Josh and I bond… I try to bond with her too, it’s just that… she doesn’t open up much, we don’t have common ground… the only common ground we share is… that… we both strongly believe in poking as being an obnoxiously vital source of entertainment, but that whacking is better… and we both adore Josh… She more than I, but I don’t think she get’s that… So I called him up at midnight and sang the birthday song, anyway… but decided that it would end there… I would take a step back to give Amy some room.
And the next day Alfonso called me with some news about Shannon…which was not good… and that traveled into Sunday… We visited for the last time… Josh said, “you look… blegh.” And I said, “New York stuff… I want to be there for”… he said, “Oh, I’m sorry to hear that”, I said , “Ehh, it’s all good” and I stayed away. And didn’t look into his eyes much. And didn’t look at Amy much. And hugged them both together as I left. And only turned my head back once… when he tapped from the other side of the glass door and looked into my eyes… and gave me that “Please come back and give me a real hug” or “I miss you already” look and the “goodbye for good” wave, which I returned and stayed on the path I’d already been walking and left. And it felt terrible… but all I could see was Amy’s face when he told her that he wanted me to play the first round of DDR, and her face when she stood in the yard watching us hug goodbye… I don’t want to be that girl people talk about… when fights happen, or jealousy happens. I don’t want to be that girl that starts the drama within the first week of a marriage. I miss him already… the funny thing, actually is that I miss them… She may be insecure, and bratty, and a total nutcase at times, but she was nice and sweet when I spent time with her. And she makes Josh happy, soo… hahah
So at the reception Robin and I were standing together… talking and sipping on screwdrivers… very, very strong screwdrives… and I’m mouthing off to her, and she’s threatening to push me into the water… So I tell her about my plan to jump in, anyway (I had a change of clothing in the car to prove it) but was going to wait until the party was over, or until everybody was too drunk to notice… SO we ran back up to the bar and ordered a couple of lime drop shots since they didn’t have any lemon’s… took them to the dock, through them back, and the second I put the lime in my mouth she pushed me in… it was fricken hysterical… I surfaced with a lime still in my mouth and everybody yelling at Robin… after a minute or two of letting them yell at her, I told them it was my idea…
Swimming in the river was awesome… It was the first time since I’ve been here that I actually felt in my element…that I felt free and good and relaxed … there were manitee on the other side of the river, and we’d seen a dolphin in the same spot I was swimming earlier… SO I stayed in for a while to see if anyone or anything would join me… and climbed out in time for cake.
I’ve been getting to know the neighbors. Dave (middle aged guy from “up north” too whose trying to convince me to drop everything I know about the “New York way” in order to survive in “F-L-A”.) needs some help fixing up some boats in his yard, and asked me to work for him. I’d do it for free, but hey! He’s being paid for the extra labor, and I need the money hahaha. John has been much more interested in hanging out with me… He wants to go camping, and to drive me around to all his favorite spots on the coast. I drink some beers with him now and then, maybe smoke a J… maybe hang out and talk a bit… but I keep my distance from him still, and won’t be going camping (with him) anytime soon… He’s nice, and has some crazy stories… but I still get a bad vibe from him, and Dave certainly doesn’t think highly of him. But he told me about the popping sounds… there’s our version of the projects West of us… they pop off their guns apparently all the time. And the cop that was search lighting up our street the other night was looking for the bum at the end of the block. I told you we have a homeless guy living in the woods, right? He’s crazy… (surprise, surprise)… you have to formally evict homeless people off your property if they set up camp in Fl… did you know that? Lmao… Lem is such a sweet hearted guy. I talk to him almost everyday. He’s done a lot of traveling, and is sooo laid back.
Mom’s house sitting for Robin this week, so I have the house to myself. It’s sorta’ nice… 1) because I finally have a house key, 2) because I finally have a spare key to the car and 3) Freedom to explore… Although I plan to visit mom and jump into Banana river a couple of times heheh
Anyhoo, life is coming together… I’m sorry if this entry is a mess, I have work in a couple of hours and am just probably not going to take my time to reread over and correct anything so… please ignore the grammar or anything else that may be terribly wrong…

Anyhoo, how was Puerto Rico?? Have you told you parents? If so, how did they react? What did you do there??

Love, Mel