"is it supposed to hurt?"
"kinda. it's okay, some people cough a lot."
there was some movie, bobby and his gang of friends, involuntary manslaughter, one of their friends ran into some spikes sticking out of a fence. he gets five years. that's right. then maybe he tries to kill everyone. The Graveyard. but we got bored and started falling asleep, "is this supposed to be a porno?"
"well, the acting is really bad, at least."
"i want some lesbian scenes."
so we switched to porn.
"that feels good" i tell her when some woman licks another one's back or shoulders or something. "it doesn't look like it'd feel that great, but it feels really good."
* * *
we're on our third dessert: churros. we've been mexican-restaurant hopping. first it was fried ice-cream, then flan, now churros. none of this was really intentional, but the girl at the first restaurant got confused about our order...
"he's kinda cute." i say about the waiter.
kelcie remarks something contradictory to which i respond
"...i don't want to be a lesbian."
i tell her i tried watching the L word to see if it struck a chord or something, but i got nothing.
"lesbian's are kinda ugly. ...i mean in real life. they don't look like that.
"hey kelcie, can i tell you something?"
"ya"
"i had a crush on jenny."
"who?"
"jenny, jennifer."
"duh."
"wait, you knew that?"
"yeah."
"did stephanie know? did jenny know?"
"no, i think it was just me but it's nice to have that suspicion validated."
"how'd you know?"
"you were always like 'oh, hi Jenny!' and you'd hug her,"
"kelcie, that's stupid. i didn't--i never talked like that."
"yes you did, you were like 'oh, jenny. let's do whatever jenny wants to do.'"
"she was such a brat...i loved her face."
"yeah, you'd love it now that it's all pierced and tattooed."
"her face is tattooed?"
"well, she HAS tattoos, not on her face. she's got her c**t pierced, you know."
"yeah, you told me that, that's so hot! how old is she?"
"she's eighteen."
"how old are we? we're twenty. is that weird?"
"nah. she had a crush on a girl recently."
"recently?"
* * *
when i step out of the shower kelcie is standing outside my bedroom window.
"what are you doing?"
"hey, look at my boots!" Robin is standing outside his car.
"they're nice."
at the chinese restaurant, kelcie eats half of robin's wonton soup while he's in the restroom, but he doesn't notice. she's wearing sandals. "what happened to your boots?"
she's adopted robin as a younger brother and plays childish games with him he doesn't understand.
"no, i have more authority" he argues.
"no, you don't robin, kelcie already said it, that mean's she wins."
"she can't win just because she said it."
"actually i can"
"yeah, robin, that's the name of the f****n' game."
he complains about his almond chicken "this meat came out of an extruder."
"the mongolian beef is just fine" kelcie says "which proves that i have more taste authority in chinese restaurants."
he makes some smart a*s remark and i think to ask him why, when he was arrested, the police found a suitcase full of tighty whities in the trunk of his car, but enjoy the mystery of that situation, i let the conversation segue into the subject of male circumcision.
* * *
"oh, yay, ghost sex. he's going to have sex with the ghost."
"she's not a ghost."
"but she just, went right through the door."
"she opened the door, then she walked through...?"
"oh. so she's not a ghost?"
"no."
"that's so embarrassing."
it goes like that, at one point i said something about, layers of consciousness, and, i dunno, there was some system of representing them as balls on a plane moving closer and farther apart on generally perpendicular trajectories, i don't know, it made sense at the time. of course i caught myself, and i said, "no, i'm not gonna be one of those people. i'm not gonna, do that." and i was giggling my a*s off.
then we slept for a long time. about ten and a half hours. i kept waking up because i was still in my jeans and i fucked up some muscle in my arm while sleeping. you were in one of my dreams, on the phone. but i could see you, it was one of those split screen effects. that's all i remember about it, though. when i woke up, i realized i still had both my earrings in,
so i went downstairs and ate the rest of my chinese food.