Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else
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Stan Came Back and I Need Some Sleep
�Where�s Stan?� �I ain�t his keeper.� I shrug my shoulders. �You�re as close to being his keeper as one can get. You know the most about him.� He stands there gloating. I throw paperwork in the air. �I give up. Give me my PhD now.� *** I lie my face down on the desk. �Wake up sleepy head! We�re going to lunch!� The boss just won�t leave me alone. I have sleep marks on my face. We walk down the street and I am missing Stan. When is he coming back?? The boss pays for my sandwich. Great. I just love when he does that. Stan texts me that he is back and feels loved by the decorations, the origami, and haikus I have left him during his absence. These weren�t meant to show the love, they meant to be obnoxious. I failed, obviously. All happy inside I could not wait until I got to the office. I ran up and was ready to jump on him to hug him (romantic movie style) and he even half-got up from his chair to accept my jump. But the Boss wanted to greet him too. Stan stopped in mid-smile and mid-seat/stand up position. I stopped in mid-air. �Hi.� Hi. Hi�s were exchanged. He started talking to Stan. And I was just getting anxious. The moment boss left, I jumped at Stan. �Yes, yes, I am sweaty and all, but I need to hug the shit out of you.� He points at his shirt, �Yea, I am dirty and unshaven, and I have not changed my clothes in three days.� I hugged the hell out of the dirty mountain man. His skinny but oh so muscular frame and his five day beard were just� so disabling. �So, I did not want to come back to this place. Just wanted to stay there.� I shrugged, �yea, I have not missed you either. You should�ve stayed there.� �I didn�t say I didn�t miss you.� Silence. He kept smiling at me in his lovey smile. �Actually, I just got back [drove couple thousand miles] and I didn�t even stop home. This is the first place I came to.� Yes, you missed me. Let me bask in this. *** �Wakey wakey! � Ah the boss again. I raise my head, look at him, and then I drop my head back on the desk. �Where�s Stan?� I bang the desk with my fist. �He�s gone. He gave up. He went back to the mountains to live with the mountain goats. You�re stuck with me now.� �Go back to sleep.� He says and I shrug my shoulders. �Or better yet, go away. Go home. Go on vacation.� I raise my head, �Are you trying to get rid of me?� He laughs and walks away. *** I started reading Infinite Jest. I am only 15 pages into it and I cannot tell if I am reading a book by a literary genius or if it�s hitting so close home that I can actually relate to its ridiculousness.
2:10 a.m. - July 13, 2010
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