Baby Wants to Fuck Blue Velvet

Thursday I went to St. Louis with Eric. We had plans to do lots of nice things that normal people do, like go to the science center, the zoo, and maybe even tour the brewery if I couldn't convince him to take me to the botanical gardens. Needless to say, we ended up at a casino. I won 100 bucks gambling with Eric's money! That was cool. Eric won 800 dollars, 500 of it on one spin of the roulette wheel. Fuck all of that science garden shit, we got free money instead! Then we went to Zia's on The Hill and ate. It was romantic. Then we went and saw King of Kong, one of the best movies of the year. I had so much fun watching it. Billy Fucking Mitchell. That guy needs his butt kicked. After the movie we picked Heather up from the airport. We weren't even late I don't think. Maybe we were.

Friday I went to Kansas because I was forced. I spent most of my time there wiping mold off of my dead grandparent's furniture. It was a good time. My mom only threw a five pound metal pipe on my big toe once and my dad only spoke to me like I'm a deaf dog ten times. I did get to talk to my aunt about movies, though, which I like to do. She always recommends movies I've never heard of. Apparently The Weight of Water is really good. I reminded her of how she let me watch Blue Velvet when I was ten or so. My mom would have sent me to Christian school had she known what I was watching, despite the fact that she was probably in the next room when I did so. My aunt is cool.

Anyway, here I am this morning. Alive after a busy four days. I'm feeling fairly okay these days because I'm finally starting to piece together how and when I'm going to move. That's also somewhat scary, but moving to a large city by myself is a lot less scary than staying here. I made it through Blue Velvet when I was ten; I can handle anything.