The start of the semester is creeping closer and closer, and I’m a little sad about that. I’ve had a wonderful, sexy summer of fun working at Talk Lust and I’m not ready for it to end just yet. You might have noticed that I was away for a few days earlier this month. Well, an opportunity for a spontaneous adventure came up, and I just couldn’t say no.
I haven’t had the chance to get out much this summer. It’s just so unforgivably hot here that we kind of hibernate through the summer. People black out their windows with aluminum foil, keep all the doors and windows closed and just hide in the dark with the A/C on. At first I liked it, but now it’s just depressing to be in the dark all the time.
Anyways, it started with this boy. I was out at my favorite local dive. It’s a place I like to go when I want to think instead of pick up guys. So I wasn’t really in the mood to talk when he sidled up to me. I gave him the cold shoulder, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he kept right on talking just as if I were actively engaged in the conversation!
I finally turned to him and told him to fuck off (my exact words) when he says, “Look, I don’t mean to give you a hard time. You obviously don’t recognize me. Sorry for bothering you.” He was just getting ready to walk away when it hit me in a flash. I had met this guy a few months ago at a show that a friend of mine dragged me to. He had been the lead singer in the opening band, and we had hit it off after the show (but that’s another story entirely!)
Anyways, we both laughed and spent the rest of the night talking (and not talking at certain points!) I actually liked him so much that I let him spend the night, something I never do. The next morning he told me he was leaving to do a tour hitting a couple states nearby, just road-tripping through. He asked me to join him. I didn’t really know what to say, but I had secretly always wanted to have that kind of an experience, so I just grabbed a bag and started packing.
…to be continued..

