2.12.1994
Last night turned out to be sort of a bummer. Everything started out well enough. I left work early because a few friends were going to come over to my place to do some drinkin'. Senor Random showed up as well as AR, and Adam. Senor 23 flaked again. It was cool to see AR since it's been a long while and at first it was cool to hang out with Adam too, but ten minutes after he was here I really wished he wasn't.
Adam spent the whole night yapping about things that made absolutely no sense whatsoever, or he rambled on and on about himself. Most of the time he talked about himself actually. I wanted him to shut the fuck up. Some of the things he said were so ridiculous that I had to try so hard not to laugh at him. At one point he told me "I'm a megalomaniac. I'm a dick. You win some, you lose some." Then he looked at me like I totally understood his profound statement. I was in awe of his stupidity that evening. As the night wore on so did Adam's rambling and I started to feel sorry for him. He must be a very unhappy and insecure person these days. I don't know how accurate my observations are of him anymore since I only see him about once a year. We used to hang out together alot more a couple of years ago. He drank alot less back then.
Among other things, Adam guzzled my booze without saying thanks even once, clumsily wandered around my room knocking things over and making a walking disaster out of himself, and I caught him rifling through somebody else's coat. I don't know what he was looking for but that was kinda messed up.
When Adam finally left I was very relieved. I couldn't bring myself to kick him out. I wanted to ask him to leave badly but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. A while after Adam was gone I got a sinking feeling he might come back to the house. I locked the door to my room and Senor Random and I settled in to do some more drinkin'. We began talking about how much of a sloppy drunk Adam has become. The thing that amazes me the most about Adam is he hasn't had a real job since high school and I don't know how he has been able to survive this whole time. Senor Random and I came to the conclusion that Adam is much worse now than he has been in recent years with his drinking problem and his personality has become increasingly obnoxious. In a way it's like Adam is slowly going out of his mind. He likes to talk all the time and use big words that he doesn't even know the meaning of and he talks for a long time without saying anything of worth.
Just when things at my place had settled down and got pleasant again, Adam barged back into the house and cruised into my room. I expected it might happen. As soon as he walked drunkenly in he handed me a crudely photocopied picture of a gun that he had used in a flyer years ago. He informed me and Senor Random that he had just been over to the downtown copy center and made 1,000 copies of it. While he walked back to my house he threw all 1,000 of the photocopies around the downtown square. I didn't see the point. Senor Random started grilling Adam about it and after a few minutes got him to admit that he was littering rather than doing anything creative for art's sake. That was a damn funny conversation to watch.
Well at least tonight I can get some revenge. Adam invited me over to his place and I'm going to bring some misery with me. I'm going over there with Senor 23 and Senor Random in tow. I know those two guys alone will mess with him a bunch.
Adam spent the whole night yapping about things that made absolutely no sense whatsoever, or he rambled on and on about himself. Most of the time he talked about himself actually. I wanted him to shut the fuck up. Some of the things he said were so ridiculous that I had to try so hard not to laugh at him. At one point he told me "I'm a megalomaniac. I'm a dick. You win some, you lose some." Then he looked at me like I totally understood his profound statement. I was in awe of his stupidity that evening. As the night wore on so did Adam's rambling and I started to feel sorry for him. He must be a very unhappy and insecure person these days. I don't know how accurate my observations are of him anymore since I only see him about once a year. We used to hang out together alot more a couple of years ago. He drank alot less back then.
Among other things, Adam guzzled my booze without saying thanks even once, clumsily wandered around my room knocking things over and making a walking disaster out of himself, and I caught him rifling through somebody else's coat. I don't know what he was looking for but that was kinda messed up.
When Adam finally left I was very relieved. I couldn't bring myself to kick him out. I wanted to ask him to leave badly but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. A while after Adam was gone I got a sinking feeling he might come back to the house. I locked the door to my room and Senor Random and I settled in to do some more drinkin'. We began talking about how much of a sloppy drunk Adam has become. The thing that amazes me the most about Adam is he hasn't had a real job since high school and I don't know how he has been able to survive this whole time. Senor Random and I came to the conclusion that Adam is much worse now than he has been in recent years with his drinking problem and his personality has become increasingly obnoxious. In a way it's like Adam is slowly going out of his mind. He likes to talk all the time and use big words that he doesn't even know the meaning of and he talks for a long time without saying anything of worth.
Just when things at my place had settled down and got pleasant again, Adam barged back into the house and cruised into my room. I expected it might happen. As soon as he walked drunkenly in he handed me a crudely photocopied picture of a gun that he had used in a flyer years ago. He informed me and Senor Random that he had just been over to the downtown copy center and made 1,000 copies of it. While he walked back to my house he threw all 1,000 of the photocopies around the downtown square. I didn't see the point. Senor Random started grilling Adam about it and after a few minutes got him to admit that he was littering rather than doing anything creative for art's sake. That was a damn funny conversation to watch.
Well at least tonight I can get some revenge. Adam invited me over to his place and I'm going to bring some misery with me. I'm going over there with Senor 23 and Senor Random in tow. I know those two guys alone will mess with him a bunch.
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