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empallincontinuation at summer 1990 (finally)
this will have to be chopped and random because well its old stuff.
the next few weeks consisted of mostly going to work and pleasures of the flesh. on that second part three times a day almost like clock work. early in this period we were laying on the living room floor since there was no bed to be found talking about stuff and just generally getting to know each other outside of the physical state. so we circled back to the topic of music and she mentioned a song she had heard in younger days called i like drugs. as she continues talking about not being able to find it since she didnt know who it was by i plot a plot. like so many off us she had heard it on a tape that had long lost its j card. i go running off to dig for a record to put on. i pull out posh hits volume 1 and que up the mentioned track. as it starts to play i hand her the sleeve. frankly it was worth owning the record to see the look on her face to find the song again. a real copy of it even. to that same degree someone who had even the slightest idea of what the hell she was talking about.
during this period is when i realized that i had in fact met her before and where. as we layed there talking it fully hit me what i had know but could not place. with a look of excitement on my face i asked her what kind of camera she was using. her response was a look of complete confusion. then i complimented her on her dress. more confusion but i was going to ride this one out. then i said i wanted to make sure she was using a disc camera. the confusion was fading. finally i asked how she liked the faith no more concert. now she knew exactly what i was talking about. suddenly ilooked less like a schmuck for telling her i had met her before. though it was true i had not met her we had briefly talked.
it was also during this period that i learned the hard way that i dont care for being restrained. i was laying there gagged blindfolded and handcuffed and she decided to add to this by running a knife down my chest. right as she cleared the lower side of my rib cage her hand flinched just a little. a little was all i need or could take. so that was the last time that ever happened. the knife was one of the survival types the used to run ads for on tv with the compass on the handle that unscrewed to reveal all kinds of problem solvers. this time it was i who was screwed and unscrewed at the same time.
at some point in this period a friend of hers came to visit from carbondale. it was decided we would go hang out at kerr park. i was just along for the ride and had no idea that the partaking of spirits was in the plan. first this is not something i ever did at the time. completely oppossed even. in that situation it was even worse. if there were a park to be doing that this was not the one. kerr park is in the middle of downtown oklahoma city and to call it a park is really a lie. it is mostly just seating and water to provide an out door breakroom for office drones. not to mention that our type hanging out downtown after dark was sure to do nothing but draw attention. at that point in the game the only people you would find in that area at that time of night were homeless late worker bees or law enforcement. oddly enough we had no encounters with any of these.
after we used up all the fun that park has to offer we went exploring. i was the local so i guided us in the direction of a popular parking garage. it had a great view of the wasteland that was downtown. however it also had an addional added feature on the front side of it. we walked around for a little bit taking a few pictures* while i tried to keep all present slightly back from the walls. the walls on the top floor of this garage are lower than normal and six[?] stories in the air. time to plot evil plots. so i take my partner in time a little closer to the edge and explain to her exactly how this trick works while verifying the situation.
suddenly we go from just talking to louder and louder arguing. about nothing. as we are going through this we are moving closer to the edge. then she screams something and whizzes her mickeys large mouth on to the cement. i was not expecting this at all but the delivery was absolutely beautiful. i used it has my cue. 'fine! if thats the way you want it!" and over the edge i went. onto the 8 foot ledge on the other side. when i stood up her friend still had that look of complete shock on her face. yes it was funny. yes it was cruel as all hell. yes it ended up being close to several real situations throughout my life. many during the life of this particular relationship.
from here went went on a search for rest rooms. this took us to an open hotel that was near completing remodeling. so while the girls went to the bathroom i roamed around the loby just looking at some of the pretty things. when they came out she quietly told me she got me a present. i really didnt think i wanted a present from the bathroom. per the norm i was wrong. after we got a slight distance away she hands me a sign that says ladies rest room. this was intended as temporary until they got new signs delivered. i was impressed with it. i was impressed because it was approx 2 feet by 8 inces and seemed to appear out of thin air though a full length skirt probably had more to do with it than anytjing. sometime later it had a modification to it but as far as i know i should still have it.
*there is a picture on my myspace page where i look very robert smithish that was taken this night.
this will have to be chopped and random because well its old stuff.
the next few weeks consisted of mostly going to work and pleasures of the flesh. on that second part three times a day almost like clock work. early in this period we were laying on the living room floor since there was no bed to be found talking about stuff and just generally getting to know each other outside of the physical state. so we circled back to the topic of music and she mentioned a song she had heard in younger days called i like drugs. as she continues talking about not being able to find it since she didnt know who it was by i plot a plot. like so many off us she had heard it on a tape that had long lost its j card. i go running off to dig for a record to put on. i pull out posh hits volume 1 and que up the mentioned track. as it starts to play i hand her the sleeve. frankly it was worth owning the record to see the look on her face to find the song again. a real copy of it even. to that same degree someone who had even the slightest idea of what the hell she was talking about.
during this period is when i realized that i had in fact met her before and where. as we layed there talking it fully hit me what i had know but could not place. with a look of excitement on my face i asked her what kind of camera she was using. her response was a look of complete confusion. then i complimented her on her dress. more confusion but i was going to ride this one out. then i said i wanted to make sure she was using a disc camera. the confusion was fading. finally i asked how she liked the faith no more concert. now she knew exactly what i was talking about. suddenly ilooked less like a schmuck for telling her i had met her before. though it was true i had not met her we had briefly talked.
it was also during this period that i learned the hard way that i dont care for being restrained. i was laying there gagged blindfolded and handcuffed and she decided to add to this by running a knife down my chest. right as she cleared the lower side of my rib cage her hand flinched just a little. a little was all i need or could take. so that was the last time that ever happened. the knife was one of the survival types the used to run ads for on tv with the compass on the handle that unscrewed to reveal all kinds of problem solvers. this time it was i who was screwed and unscrewed at the same time.
at some point in this period a friend of hers came to visit from carbondale. it was decided we would go hang out at kerr park. i was just along for the ride and had no idea that the partaking of spirits was in the plan. first this is not something i ever did at the time. completely oppossed even. in that situation it was even worse. if there were a park to be doing that this was not the one. kerr park is in the middle of downtown oklahoma city and to call it a park is really a lie. it is mostly just seating and water to provide an out door breakroom for office drones. not to mention that our type hanging out downtown after dark was sure to do nothing but draw attention. at that point in the game the only people you would find in that area at that time of night were homeless late worker bees or law enforcement. oddly enough we had no encounters with any of these.
after we used up all the fun that park has to offer we went exploring. i was the local so i guided us in the direction of a popular parking garage. it had a great view of the wasteland that was downtown. however it also had an addional added feature on the front side of it. we walked around for a little bit taking a few pictures* while i tried to keep all present slightly back from the walls. the walls on the top floor of this garage are lower than normal and six[?] stories in the air. time to plot evil plots. so i take my partner in time a little closer to the edge and explain to her exactly how this trick works while verifying the situation.
suddenly we go from just talking to louder and louder arguing. about nothing. as we are going through this we are moving closer to the edge. then she screams something and whizzes her mickeys large mouth on to the cement. i was not expecting this at all but the delivery was absolutely beautiful. i used it has my cue. 'fine! if thats the way you want it!" and over the edge i went. onto the 8 foot ledge on the other side. when i stood up her friend still had that look of complete shock on her face. yes it was funny. yes it was cruel as all hell. yes it ended up being close to several real situations throughout my life. many during the life of this particular relationship.
from here went went on a search for rest rooms. this took us to an open hotel that was near completing remodeling. so while the girls went to the bathroom i roamed around the loby just looking at some of the pretty things. when they came out she quietly told me she got me a present. i really didnt think i wanted a present from the bathroom. per the norm i was wrong. after we got a slight distance away she hands me a sign that says ladies rest room. this was intended as temporary until they got new signs delivered. i was impressed with it. i was impressed because it was approx 2 feet by 8 inces and seemed to appear out of thin air though a full length skirt probably had more to do with it than anytjing. sometime later it had a modification to it but as far as i know i should still have it.
*there is a picture on my myspace page where i look very robert smithish that was taken this night.
