Ah, what a fine summer it has been. I am working at the stadium and also mowing the lawn at CKS, which I have to do tomorrow. The end of the school year was, on the whole, typical and uneventful. REDACTED FOR PRIVACY We’ve written a little bit this summer. She’s obsessed with me, much like Char was for a time. I do not understand why girls seem to get this way with me.
My grades turned out alright and exams weren’t too tough. I was the third best in Fencing after the tournament. In the end I managed to get out two foils, a mask, a vest and a glove. I gave a foil to Chris and we did a bit of fencing at Alcazar for a time, but we both dropped it because we couldn’t afford it. Chris and I have gone out a few times this summer. The most memorable being the Forth of July when we went to The Country Club to watch fireworks. I haven’t really had a chance to do too much. We have a road trip scheduled for August which should alleviate some summer boredom.
Summer has been a drag so far. I can’t wait to get back to school which is amazing considering where I got to school! I talked to Heather yesterday. She told me she thought more of me than anyone else from school. She also told me that her father lost his job. She was quite depressed. So I told her about Keith and Nancy and their marital woes. Keith is now living here again. Apparently he was screwing around when Nancy was pregnant. He’s a “K”. Anyway Heather wasn’t sure if she was coming back to school, which would suck because she was probably the most interesting person I met at school and I probably would have fallen for her next year. And besides that, she has like six of my tapes!
The stadium has just been a barrel of laughs. (My main light source just extinguished itself. It seems to have committed suicide in a pool of wax which had formed around it. Attempts to revive it where unsuccessful, and I think I lost a pen in the effort. The point I’m trying to get across, however, is not that all candles eventually commit suicide, but I can’t see. I think I’ll have to retire to the bedroom and electric light.)
Word to the wise:
Electric light is boring
It doesn’t flicker at all
Unless you prefer blindly soaring
You’ll have to use the light in the hall
That was an impromptu poem. It was ABAB in rhyme scheme, and I believe it ranks with Shelley, Whitman, and one other great poet I can’t think of at the moment!
Anyway, enough bad poetry. I believe I was going to address my fun at the stadium. Work isn’t too bad. I pays well at least. Jenny and I are having a bit of a tiff but to be honest, I really don’t give a flying fuck. She (or Heather or Christopher) won’t drive home with me if I drink anything at the stadium. That’s fine by me except now its just me and Char and Jen has the damn parking pass. So I parked on the street once and the car got towed. It cost me $75 to get it out of the impound lost. That was not fun.
Char and I haven’t been getting along to badly so far this summer. We’ve slept together a few times but its just been sex. She know I don’t want to get back together with her, but she is still good to have around when I’m horny. I found out (after we were boning at E. 316, which, by the way has been completely remodeled) that she slept with another guy. While at first this was a bit surprising, it just served to me as a great reason not to ever get back together with her. She said that when she was humping this guy she just imagined it was me. What a fucking joke! She also told me that she broke up with me because she thought i was screwing around, which just happened to be untrue. The more I think about it, the more I think I should just royally blow her off. If I did have a hard on every ten minutes, I’d do it right now, but I think I’ll just wait til I go back to school.
I was supposed to go out with Wendy this weekend. But she just totally blew me off! I called her once and she said she was tired and hung over and that was the last I heard from her. God damn her anyway. I could really fall in love with her, I think I’m finally ready for greatness and she just treats me like shit. I don’t think she would ever go out with me anyway. I know I’m just like a little brother type to her, Oh well.
So thats basically me right now. My Dad found out I smoked and yelled at me. Kevin is going out with a girl named Sandy who seems fairly nice. She is apparently quite rich. Oh well. I’m off to sleep although I feel like getting drunk. Once again, this is Ken, the cryogenic bachelor signing off.