Leroy's Before 6:50 a.m.

This is a good one.

After work today I crashed. Very hard. I almost fell asleep on my way home, but luckily I zombied it to my room and plunged neck first into a 4 hour coma. It was beautiful. I woke up and everyone else was asleep. I checked the blog and requested that I be met at Leroy's by SOMEONE.

I left the Half after all that. I went to Leroy's, Pretty Liz is working. I sit at my counter stool. Coffee is poured, I pull out my notebooks and then, oh happy day, Mary comes in and sits down next to me. We talk and we talk and I meet some of her friends and we talk and there's talks about road trips (crazy road trips, if I have time I'll go into them) and we talk about Mormans (Mary was raised as such) and we talked about rock and roll music in the city played live and loud and we talked and talked. It was marvelous. And then, the man himself comes in, Double O in his fake leather jacket and a grin to grin back and love on his face. "Up top," we high-fived and joined us at the counter. But three abreast at the counter is never fun so we took a booth and talked and talked and talked. We tried cross-word puzzles and spelled everything very very wrong. Laughs and jokes and good times and she is incredible.

Ya, I can tell you that she's great and I can tell you that she's interesting and fun and I can SAY that you guys would like her but will it seem real to you? Could you ever possibly understand fully what I mean? I think I can prove it to you:

She gave me her number to call her later. We're going to attempt a Dairy Queen run later today. It's a tradition we BOTH share. Yeah!

Double O went off to work a bit before 6 a.m. and Mary and I hung out for another hour. Guys, we talked for over 6 hours tonight and it wasn't boring, it wasn't dull. It's very hard to be careful when the allure is so strong. You know? But I'm doing my best to stand a few steps further back than normal, the last thing I want is to get overwhelmed by a girl (again again again).

I'm looking into moving out of the country. There was an extremely complex series of events that happened (while at Leroy's) that could land me a job at an airport in Paris. Too complicated to go into just now, but keep that in mind in case I disappear into thin air after a few months. It would help if I spoke French.

Mary and I also talked about road trips, like I said, but I don't really want to go into all of that. I have a bad headache and I wish I had sunglasses I could wear while reading this computer screen. It hurts too much to keep going on. So, if you're curious about the road trip plans (old trips and NEW trips) remind me to mention it again later.

As for now, I plan on making some toast, eating it, cutting up a kiwi, eating it, opening a book, reading it, finding my bed, sleeping it.

Piece of Loaf,
Mungo

Song of the day: "Vainly Clutching at Phantom Limbs" - Elf Power