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The Notepad


June 17th
: I called her around 1 and asked if she wanted to go downtown
She said “sure” but it took her an hour to get ready.
I left towards her home.

While driving, I couldn’t help but think how comfortable I was in my mustang;
How happy I was with the 6” touch screen monitor for a dual din.
It is simply beautiful to watch
my car cam, located by the rear license, capture each movement of motion I’ve past.
Boy I love its Red color.
The rear window louvers shade any sunlight daring to shine through to my precious interior, which sparkles from particles of armoral spray.
The type R alpine subs begin basing tunes of Nirvana’s Nevermind into my eardrums as I think about how Kurt once walked around the city I now call home.
The thought of music reminds me of Seattle, as I remember Jimmy Hendrix and how I just saw his lifestyle being portrayed on “Across The Universe” the night before,
a great movie I must say if you haven’t watched it yet.
Anyway, It’s a great day. However, summer sucks this year in Seattle, and the clouds cover the sun like a mother protecting evil from her baby boy.
Are people really that evil here? Apparently so,
so as I pick her up, we decide to roam… to a distant place, over waters waves.
Bainbridge is the place, and like Peter pan, it would take a ferry to get to this neverland…


the view of Seattle’s skyline glistens over the buildings window glare, reflecting the screaming sunlight trying desperately to squeeze past mother earths clouds.
The wind blows faster than any mouth to try and I ask myself why, I am even on this fucking ferry in seattle.
This thought escapes rather sudden, as the aroma of fresh baked pepperoni pizza fills my nostrils, teasing my senses with irreplaceable pleasure. Yea I like pizza, fuck you if you don’t. I buy it.
I eat it. We get off ferry. We visit Poulsbo. It’s a replica Norwegian town with many overpriced goods, we try to leave, miss ferry, take later one, get back, goto Dante’s bar and begin drinking pitchers of Miller light while playing pool.
Pretty soon I’m drunk realize a dude has placed quarters on our table. We played them for it and won, but felt bad an let them play.
We played teams from then on out, as the pitchers came in an out faster than shitty baseball ones.
After dumping a full one on myself, I knew it was time to go and I couldn’t wait to drive drunk.
I ran 3 red lights in a row and smiled each time, never thinking whether or not the lights from cars already stopped on the other side of the road could be a cops.
Another lucky night under my belt. But it wasn’t over, We fucked for what seemed like 5 mintues before I ran to the bathroom and puked. Without washing out my mouth, I proceeded back to fucking.
Woke up the next morning and fucked again for the assurance side of it… had to fuck the drunk an sober side of her, ya know. shit I left out the part where she notices she forgot her lisense to enter the casino once we got across the water, we said fuck it an it turned out good.. they asked us if we were old enough to gamble and with a slight nod, we were in.. which was just lucky because they always check after asking you something like that an see our faces, knowing if they do that they wont let her in... I wish they would have checked though, because I blew 300 bucks in a hour, maybe it wasnt so lucky afterall, this one day of many