I'll See You Later
6-04-1998
I'm walking down a high school hallway with some old friends. I tell them I'm taking a trip to Michigan Lake (not Lake Michigan) this weekend, and that I'm driving there. One of them brings up that Skip is a crazy driver. I say, "I've never been more scared for my life than when I was in his car." Someone else says, "Where is he now?" I answer, "In JAIL!" Another one says, "Yeah, Kyo-boy (for some reason he used this word, when he actually meant to say Karter) told me about that."
I parted with them and saw Skip working on his souped-up Buick. I was supposed to ride with him, but I didn't want to. He was high. He opened up something under his hood (like the anti-freeze tank) and it was full of this liquid LSD-type stuff. When he wasn't looking, I used a plastic pipette and squirted some in my mouth, then left, tripping. I walked around some stores in a mall for a while, seeing really strange things, and thinking that the difference between me and, say, my friend Scott, is that I'm a calm person and don't react heavily to external stimuli normally, so that when I'm tripping, nothing bothers me and it doesn't really show, but for people like him, he gets really excited and reacts to everything. *shrug*
I went to bed and woke up again. There were tons of people in my house, having a party or something in the MORNING. I was annoyed, and still tripping. I put on my robe and got a bowl of cereal, sat in the TV room where everyone was, keeping my head low and minding my own business, but Jim kept pestering me. I screamed that I was leaving town today. He made a smartass comment, so I screamed "None of your damned business!" He made another one and I said, "You say one more fucking thing and I'm gonna leap up there and tear that tongue our of your mouth. You know I will so don't try it." So he shut up, I finished my cereal, and I hit the road.
I stopped someplace outside of Bay City and parked in a parking structure. That's where I saw Thaadd, walking towards an old convertible, the make and model of which probably don't really exist in real life.
Thaadd: Anuna (some weird name that like) are going to (some place).
Me: Anuna? That's that girl, right?
Thaadd: Where are you going?
Me: I'm just taking a vacation by myself to Michigan Lake.
Thaadd sat down in the passenger seat of the car, waiting for Anuna to return. I sat down in the driver's seat. I thought what a shame it was weren't going the same way. I thought about changing my plans, but Thaadd hadn't invited me to come along. I figured that since she didn't know how to drive, that another driver would be welcome.
Me: Well I'll see you later, then.
I reached over and gave her one of those awkward hugs that you give in a car, and she had this strange look on her face. I thought how silly it was that she was in Michigan only a couple weeks before our planned road trip.
I got back on the road again, but got turned around. I couldn't read any of the road signs. Apparently I was still tripping and couldn't focus.
posted by Phlegm at 11/24/2003
