So as planned, tonight didn't go as planned.
I tried calling my friendly a couple times, but didn't figure there would be an answer or return call. There wasn't. Of course I could've left a message, but it'd have been dumb. It wouldn't change anything; there'd still be no return call.
To prep for making the call, I walked to the gas station to buy a lighter and smoked part of a cigar on the way back. I didn't really think there was the remotest chance of contact, but what kind of idiot would I be if I didn't try?
The kind of idiot that doesn't try, I guess.
I tried to call a ton of other people, just wanting to hear a human voice and talk about things that didn't matter. I tried to call Schatze since she has a birthday soon and we never talk anymore, not even about heat transfer through light waves and shit. No answer there. I tried to call Swift...also has a birthday soon, but she apparently doesn't even have service on the cell phone number I have anymore. I tried Sola, busy, then again later but no answer.
On and on down the line. Eventually I got to my male list. I don't have that many programmed into my phone. Dünkel I had just seen the weekend before. That'd be weird to call him. Jay? I think I pissed him off. Robo? Was he truly okay with me after the police decided to search his house because of his association with me?
He was. We had a good talk, albeit a quick one since he was leaving with some people. He had been in town the day before but didn't know how to contact me. He was coming again soon, but I have to work a double shift that day. We'll figure something out. The old philosophers always find their way to each other.
There was my crazy math partner from first semester. I gave him a ring. He was with his girlfriend, watching TV. I didn't keep him very long, neither of us really know what to say anymore. It's just the, "I'll have to come up there sometime," thing now. The thing where you know they'll never really come "up there."
I had the ingenius idea of calling some of the K-team, but this was complicated by multiple factors. One, I have to use my room phone. Two, I don't remember how to dial international numbers on the room phone because I've never done it, and Three, I didn't actually have any of their numbers written down anywhere. I decided that I'll make myself write to the ones I have addresses for soon, whether I have anything to say or not.
So, there or not, I guess I've got a bigger support group than I think. Although most of them are distant now, the people that I actually turned to in my first time of...you know...turning to people are a great group.
This doesn't mean that I won't view it as a great loss to lose one of them, though. How do you decide which eye to pluck out, which ear to cut off? Isn't one as painful as the other? I suppose all I can really do is continue as I am so that if I am needed once more, I will be there as much for a comrade-on-sabbatical as a comrade with whom I am engaged in conversation. In the end, I'm truly only a compilation of all of them, strangers to each other, come together in one being.
The one being with the best hair, Nano.
I tried calling my friendly a couple times, but didn't figure there would be an answer or return call. There wasn't. Of course I could've left a message, but it'd have been dumb. It wouldn't change anything; there'd still be no return call.
To prep for making the call, I walked to the gas station to buy a lighter and smoked part of a cigar on the way back. I didn't really think there was the remotest chance of contact, but what kind of idiot would I be if I didn't try?
The kind of idiot that doesn't try, I guess.
I tried to call a ton of other people, just wanting to hear a human voice and talk about things that didn't matter. I tried to call Schatze since she has a birthday soon and we never talk anymore, not even about heat transfer through light waves and shit. No answer there. I tried to call Swift...also has a birthday soon, but she apparently doesn't even have service on the cell phone number I have anymore. I tried Sola, busy, then again later but no answer.
On and on down the line. Eventually I got to my male list. I don't have that many programmed into my phone. Dünkel I had just seen the weekend before. That'd be weird to call him. Jay? I think I pissed him off. Robo? Was he truly okay with me after the police decided to search his house because of his association with me?
He was. We had a good talk, albeit a quick one since he was leaving with some people. He had been in town the day before but didn't know how to contact me. He was coming again soon, but I have to work a double shift that day. We'll figure something out. The old philosophers always find their way to each other.
There was my crazy math partner from first semester. I gave him a ring. He was with his girlfriend, watching TV. I didn't keep him very long, neither of us really know what to say anymore. It's just the, "I'll have to come up there sometime," thing now. The thing where you know they'll never really come "up there."
I had the ingenius idea of calling some of the K-team, but this was complicated by multiple factors. One, I have to use my room phone. Two, I don't remember how to dial international numbers on the room phone because I've never done it, and Three, I didn't actually have any of their numbers written down anywhere. I decided that I'll make myself write to the ones I have addresses for soon, whether I have anything to say or not.
So, there or not, I guess I've got a bigger support group than I think. Although most of them are distant now, the people that I actually turned to in my first time of...you know...turning to people are a great group.
This doesn't mean that I won't view it as a great loss to lose one of them, though. How do you decide which eye to pluck out, which ear to cut off? Isn't one as painful as the other? I suppose all I can really do is continue as I am so that if I am needed once more, I will be there as much for a comrade-on-sabbatical as a comrade with whom I am engaged in conversation. In the end, I'm truly only a compilation of all of them, strangers to each other, come together in one being.
The one being with the best hair, Nano.
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