pulling the kind of blog blogging i never thought i'd pull.

straight from ian's tired mind.

In the cave: 11-12

Me & ash were in a sparse crowd of friends and friends of friends who decided to come out in the cold. The music was confusing we couldnt decide if we love it or hate it because we couldnt dance to it. It was inspiring in the end because we came up with a 'clever' rhyme i wrote down in my phone after. I got a buzz from my christmas present. We left to go get warm/ food.

In the womb: 12-2

After we ordered our food, We got into a good talk about where we see ourselves after school/ the state of our lives/ how there are really on 2 types of gay guys: brooklyn and manhattan. I told ash that I would have drank more tonight if I were alone for the wrong reasons and was glad to be out. Discussing things rationally made me upset and alone. I felt like the tomato basil soup in front of me was the best thing I had for a second. Ash thought she saw LL Cool J and followed him with her eyes. Cafeteria is full of couples in a chelsea atmosphere at an odd hour on an odd night. Couples are making out, drunk, going to the bathroom together and then theres me and ash dancind in our seats to hercules & love affair like were getting paid. Some of the waiters are remotely cute. As Ash watches LL Cool J I was sitting across her staring blankly in front of me thinking about how cold I was and how I just wanted to go sleep. I just wanted one of the waiters dressed in brown like a ups man to gently guide me as if i were attached to a fluid bag in a hospital. The moment was all about me and pleasing me. I was guided to the back of the kitchen and there was a brown bed waiting for me in a dark corner. Together me and the waiter lie down, ignoring our surroudings and quickly subside to sleep. Then when the dream can get no better i focus again on ash, and on the candle beneath her and ask about LL Cool J. He left and we never found out if it was him. I accidentally left my card in the place and when we went back to get it, the waiter with it subtly hits on me. Odd and unusual night.

In the Subway: 2-3

*GROAN*

took another nyquil. i should be sound asleep soon. i. can't. wait.