Sunday, May 2nd, 1999
Fayettville Hooters -- hmmm. tits & decetn food & oen hell of a razzabag cap & conversation. Car Dealerships-- 1999 Ford Escrot ZX2 looks very promising at #11,400 ~ Best deal of anything we saw Dodge, Mercury, Ford, Buick, Toyotaa, Etc.
Cross Creek Mall -- day 2, less crowded, fewer eye gagglers -- no purchuses -- Yesterday I got a whole outfit & then some + CDs...picked up a scartchy Tori Import at a Stylized Pawn Shop for $2.50...need to have it "repaired" there's places that can do such things.
Then dinner at CiCis Pizzaaa where a $2.99 buffet & endless taunting/sweet talking the cute High School "waitress" lasted Two Hours. Poor Heather probably hated those two hours w/ a passion...
Cruel Intentions was a distrubing movie as I found a piece of myself in every main character. Naivete/hope/love the "Conquest" diarist in Sebastion. Cruel Malisciousness in "the Bitch" & innocence in Cecilia...the movie made me horny as all hell, not to mention lonely. I've been sheltered by the transience of these last 7 months. Now I'm at my home for the next couple years. Will I finally break my psychological bonds/barriers & make contact? Will I lose the virginity and it's (false?) pretense of "waiting for love" I hide from everyone I meet? I take ridicule so well when it's just a small joke--so much as to draw comments about it...but that is one joke would never be lost or lived down...uncomfortable as it would be to face a woman & admit it -- to my peers must be worse.
The Coffee Scene hosts open mic Sunday & Tuesday & I am sure to make it a habitual stop. I almost got up to read a hastily rescrawled version of "Cubans" but it was @ to close so...many pretty girls & highly approachfull-wished woman where there to listen also...that would indeed be a lovely palce to meet a cultured mate...
Tomorrow marks day 1 of a probably long stint her at 19th...seeing
as how Ft Benning lost my BCT & AIT performance records as well as
my 2-1...