wallflowers - one headlight

today's been... eventful. tomorrow, and the days after, i'll see just how this is going to work out... hopefully i won't screw anything else up, though.
i came home and read a book today. around 3:00, liz called, and we decided we'd run off as soon as i finished the book. 4:30 i called her back, 5 we took off to starbucks at dashpoint. we sat in the cushy chairs, far away from the coffee guy with various piercings that had given us a weird look once he heard our opera-rendition of my account to my parents of where i'd be that night. (wellll i was feeling kinda down so i went to the supermall and looked around, but there was nothing there so i wandered alone for a while, and got some coffee....) but yeah. we saw this guy in a tool sweatshirt walk into starbucks, use the bathroom, and leave again to go back to the laundromat. we applauded him, glad to see someone else using places like starbucks (or peking wok) for only their restrooms. after we drank our coffee, and i fielded calls from my mom and tuey, we went to the laundromat to try to find the guy and tell him what we were saying earlier, but he wasn't there. so we looked at the lizard instead.
anyway, we went to tuey's and hung out in her basement for a good while. i kind of made my way through all the notes i wrote to tuey that she saved from last year, and we all reminisced about the good old days of may 7th (that specific, seriously) up through the last days of summer. liz, how she was responsible for both tuey and i meeting brandon and jeff. (untrue about brandon, i knew him before, i introduced him to tuey, the fact that we were only there to support liz means nothing!). tuey reenacted brandon's account of that night ("did anyone else notice?!"), and we laughed about the notes brandon took about the play. basically, we sat and basked in the glow of the olden-days, wondering where they went and just how the hell did we know that they were going to be so meaningful?
around 6:45, liz and i went to fred meyer's. she got fake nails, i got nail polish, and my version of my parents' credit card payed for a herkin' box of laundry detergent. on our way back home around 7, as we were turning away from saghalie, we decided we really liked the jeep in front of us. it had all kinds of crazy stickers on it. we decided to follow the jeep, and we ended up in an apartment complex. we circled the block, circled again and liz rolled down the window and yelled at him, asking for his number. as he got closer, we both realized that he was pretty horrifically ugly, so it was hilariously funny as we exchanged phone numbers with him and chatted amiably. (no worries, i switched a few of my 'digits' around.) and we drove off into the night. really, truly, it was an uplifting night. i enjoyed it immensely, liz and i are back to the same old grounds we've always been on.
really, i love our friendship! it's completely unique. we hate and despise each other, always insulting and making fun of each other. we fight constantly, and will go weeks on end without talking to each other. but the moment we're back in speaking terms, we laugh insanely, because neither of us was really mad, we were just shittin around. and so... yeah.. as much as i hate that girl, as much as she hates me, i have a feeling we'll be friends for a long, long time.
of course, she's not as wonderful as tuey, who i don't think i've ever actually fought with, and if i have, i forgot. but liz is unique, she adds insanity and instability, where steph is just nuts and psycho, and always there to lighten things up.
really, despite how it started and the direction it seemed to be headed, today was really good. actually, i almost feel guilty for having this much fun, but... life is to be enjoyed, you know? i can't let guilt ruin a day like this. i just won't gloat about it, that's all.