Day 11 - Day 13
Day 11 - Your siblings
Evan, 25, philosopher. Part-time bartender. Easygoing, vegetarian pseudo-hippie, happiest in his garden or sipping on a good cocktail. Fan of comedies and documentaries and cats. Bounced back from almost failing high school to getting straight A’s all the way through his degree, proof that you can make positive change. Engaged. Half the size he used to be. We always get along. When I moved out to the island I lived with him for 2 years and we never had any problems. He lives about an hour away and I wish I saw him more often.
Jordan, 19. HMV employee, student of art history. Fashionista. Fan of music and movies. Restless. Ex-gymnast. In a transitory period between childhood and adulthood where nothing seems to fit. Hot-tempered. Fan of incense and marijuana and the beach. Quick to judge but I’m sure she means well. She is my roommate. Personalities clash ~ once a week but in the end all is good.
Colin, 30 (?). Half-brother. Have not seen him since we scattered my father’s ashes in mid-2000. Used to get along real well with Evan. He’s somewhere hidden in Calgary and he has a kid now, apparently.
Day 12 - What’s in your bag
I never carry a bag with me. Right now, there is a book of stamps and some markers in there, a wolf cubs pin I stole from Justin’s dad a million years ago, probably a few pennies.
Day 13 - Your week
Monday - bussed downtown. Went to Dallas beach with Maria and her friends. Talked about cacti atop some rocks as the wind tried to sweep us into the sea. Walked to the drive-in for burgers, talked about how I’ve never been pooped on by a bird right before one pooped on my backpack. Took pictures downtown like a tourist. Came home and drank cider and smoked weed with my sister.
Tuesday - met Annie, Nathan and Annie’s roommate at the theatre. Ran into Thomas and had a chat about tour and Justin. Saw Despicable Me for free. Went to Swan’s for dinner with my sister, cellar-temperature brown ale. Headed to another bar, met up with Maria, talked to a billion drunk dudes, a 40 year old named Donald bought us drinks.
Wednesday - slept all day, played Mario Kart, went to work.
Thursday - slept all day, went to work.
Friday - Sushi takeout and Dexter alone in my kitchen, went to work.
Saturday - today! Was surprised by Nathen’s presence in my kitchen, ate half a breakfast burrito and chatted with my sister, played Mario Kart with my brother, watched Dexter and slept from 10:30-6, ate some franks n beans, and now here I am, awaiting yet another shift.
