Kidnapped?

“I’ve spent the whole weekend with you,” he told me this afternoon as we sat in Denny’s eating seasoned fries and drinking the Lemon Tea Chiller *yum*.

My eyeballs slid up and to the right as I tried to recall. Dang. He’s right. We’ve had so much fun together. I worked an extra night this week because of Memorial Weekend and I made the most money EVER. It was jam packed all night Friday and people were dropping $10 tips on me left and right. I made $48 in my first hour and a half!

He came by the restaurant when he left South Beach around 6am and he waited for me until I got off just so we could talk on the phone while we both drove home. After we both slept, he called me and we stayed on the phone all day. Then we went to a party at one of his friend’s houses and I was late getting to work on Saturday night so I just changed into my uniform in the car and he dropped me off and picked me up in the morning at 7am.  

He walked in looking all crazy. Like…why does he look like that in the morning? He looks like he’s on crack. And he’s LOUD & GHETTO as hell! I made him a drink and we ate some pancakes and he read a book while I finished rolling my silverwear. 

As soon as I stepped outside of Denny’s my entire body started aching. By the time I got to the car I was crying, just feeling emotional about everything and he was like, “Man CHILLAX!”

He made me laugh all the way back to my house and an hour later we were BOTH knocked out. Him on the floor, me on the futon.

We woke up around 2pm and got dressed to go eat. Since he’s a Vegan it’s hard for him to find food but we drove to the mall and went to Pasha’s. Afterwards we wen

t to the movies to see Angels & Demons. Turns out he had already read the book. It was an alright movie but I wouldn’t want to watch it again.

Then we went back to my house and rested before I had to go back to work again. He stayed at my house while I went back to work and when I got off we half watched a movie and went to sleep for the night.

He is a mixed race dude. He’s weird but my friends all say that’s why I like him. Sometimes I think to myself, “He’s like a history teacher.” He knows so much about the evolution of mankind. He’s always reading. He’s always in the NEW AGE section and ALTERNATIVE HEALING section of the book store.

When we’re just hanging around chillin, I’ll look at him and think to myself, “Why the hell is he over here?” We mostly bicker like sister and brother and I feel like we are. He’s a mirror of myself, except he’s not.

Now we’re at his friend’s house recording one of his songs. I’m sitting on the patio overlooking downtown and reminiscing about my childhood friends. I’ve reconnected with so many of them through facebook and it’s like WHOA! Everyone has kids, is about to have a kid and is doing well. The magic of facebook!

I kinda like…love my life right now. I’ve been wanting to make a FRIEND who I can chill with and laugh with and…I got just what I asked for.

I love the Universe!