So my entire bathroom was covered in painters drop cloths, aka: cut up garbage bags and masking tape. I was out of propane and had been cold “showering” in the kitchen sink, one body part at a time. I desperately wanted a long, hot shower. Ass Hat called his friend, Snake, and he arranged for me to take a shower at another friends place, Remington. Remington had an efficiency apartment and was dating Jenga. Snake had keys to their place and didn’t think Remington was home, so I gathered my “shower caddy” and rode over to Remington’s place with Snake. When we arrived, he saw Remington’s car in the parking lot. He said, “Just go with it.” I didn’t really know what was going on, but I prepared anyway. He had me wait by the car while he ran inside.
Continue reading “Down the Rabbit Hole Part 4: Epic Improve”
Ass Hat took me over to Jengas place to drink. Never mind I was the only one under drinking age. I don’t really remember most of the night; not because I was that drunk; it was just THAT long ago. I remember Snake being there, but he must have left at some point. The only part I really remember about him being there is that he showed Jenga his dick piercing and let Jenga drip candle wax on him. I believe he regretted that decision immediately. Bwaahahaaa!
Continue reading “Down the Rabbit Hole Part 3: Jenga”
It didn’t take too long before all but The Hulk and Ass Hat tapered off. The two of them were VERY persistent and began competing against each other to date me. I loved the attention, exhausting as it was. I wasn’t looking to get serious with either of them, just enjoying myself.
They would leave notes on my car while I was at work or school and would even come in (sometimes together) and sit in my section.
One day, I decided to remodel my place a bit and ran into a small bump.
Continue reading “Down the Rabbit Hole Part 2: I Faked “It””
I needed a bit of a mental break from talking about Sparkles for a bit and the point we are in my story just happens to provide the perfect opportunity to dive much further into my past. I feel it’s important to recognize how past experiences (good and bad), traumas and relationships develop a pattern over time. Continue reading “Down the Rabbit Hole – Part 1: Dating Friends”