squirrella: (commute)
Phone calls that start out with "I'm okay, but..." are never good.

Mike was in a bike accident. His one bike, the only bike he had left, is probably trashed. I'm nearing the end of my tolerance for all this fan-shitting.

MLP

Sep. 8th, 2006 01:10 pm
squirrella: (har har)
"What happened to My Little Pony?"

What do you mean, what happened?

"It looks like she got raped by spiders!!!"

Later, as he's itching his eyebrow, "Now the spiders are going after my eyebrow!!!"
squirrella: (Default)
Ring, ring; I call over to Mike at work.

"Hello?"
"Hi!"
"There's something wrong with the car."
"What!?"
"Yeah, the one tail light is on and it won't go off. We've been trying to figure it out..."
"Well, is the light knob pushed in all the way?"
"Yeah..."
"And there's nothing interfering with the brake pedal?"
"Nope..."
"Well, then, I don't know..."

Later, I've Got Mail.
He writes, "There's nothing wrong with the car--it was just the way the sunlight was hitting the tail light..."

I reply, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."

For effect, I reply again, "HA."
squirrella: (drunky)
Jerry got in last night just after 5. I was poised to snag some of the chicken satay just as I heard his little BMW mc purr around the corner. I skipped through the house and announced that Jerry had arrived and then I skipped outside. I guess I was a little excited to see the big ol' schmuck.

We ate (yummy Thai takeout, plan B after finding that our favorite Indian place was closed for the day), drank, and shot the shit before cleaning up and heading down to Josh and Sarah's for an hour or so. Jerry made the near-fatal mistake of checking out his old place (Beirut-chic it no longer is), placed his Keen-clad foot in a disguised landmine, and then trod dog-shit all over the place. If it's not watermelon rinds, it's always something, right dude?

The only thing missing from this brief layover was [livejournal.com profile] mmmmissy herself, though understandably she's entertaining friends and family in the CHI. Her snarky wit always pairs well with Jerry's, which, I suppose is a large part of why those two kids have stuck together for so darn long.

Coincidentally, Jerry had to go to the same bank as I did this morning, so I grabbed the CarShare car and he packed up his MC and we had a mismatched caravan over to West Village. While I was being served, the representative asked if I was with the gentleman in the waiting area.

I replied, "Oh, we're not together, but we came in together..."

She didn't say much, but gave me the look of, "Uh?"

I continued, "Yeah, he just slept at my place last night..."

Raised eyebrows, the faint sounds of PRAISE 103.9 gospel-ing it up in the background.

"...no, no, not like that! We're not sleeping together... I mean, my husband was there, so he knows that my friend slept with us last night," continued eyebrow-raising, "...what I mean, is he's an out-of-town friend and he just crashed at our place last night..."

By now, the representative and I are LOL'ing and whatnot, and Jerry's none the wiser. I had to relay the whole scenario to him while my disbursement check was cut. Jerry finished up his banking business and, just like that, we were saying goodbye.

I got home a little before 10:30 and had an email from Mike, "I miss Jerry already!" I replied, "Me too!"

It's so wonderful that we've managed to keep these now far-away friends close, even if our once upon a time weekly visits are now reduced to yearly fly-bys. I'm really glad to have friends like Jerry and Nat, friends that are true and real and swell. Admittedly, we were both bummed when they moved away from Philadelphia. But, we've kept in touch. I love that when we see them or email them or chat with them, there's never really any awkwardness, any lack of things to say, or any bitterness. And while we've made more friends in the 'hood, Jerry and Nat will always be the first Falls friends we made.

Ride safe, Jerry. And we'll see you kids soon for some liver-punching and gut-busting eating.

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