Sinister: 'i've got dibs on the tube socks'

[Kirsten Kenyon]

   it's nice to have a visitor for the weekend.  my dear lemonpie 
laura...we were freshmen at valparaiso university together a couple 
of years ago.  a few things about laura:
  she's going to be an accountant, and she thinks it's boring
  her car always smells like peachy peach air fresheners
  she says "buttons" like "buh-ens" 
  she's started calling me "moses"
 i don't know where the moses thing came from...well.  i started 
calling her "mic" because she has this strange obsession with 
microwaving nearly everything before she eats it.  i don't think it 
can be good for her, but she won't listen.  so, yes.  mic and moses.  
sitting under a giant strawberry and eating sandwiches.  suddenly a 
girl said "can i bother you?"  i thought it was a funny question.  
most people don't want to be bothered...i said "sure."  she walked 
over and sat down.  the girl was wearing fuschia lipstick and a 
little cap.  she told us her boyfriend had abandoned her an hour ago 
at a gas station a short ways away, and that her purse was in his car 
and she needed to scrape up twenty-one dollars for a bus ticket to 
manitowoc.  plus, she was hungry.  and out of cigarettes.  we didn't 
have twenty-one...we had six.  and half a sandwich, and a few 
cigarettes.  we sat on a bench and smoked and she ate the sandwich 
and talked about shoes for a minute or two.  there really weren't a 
lot of people around, so i drove her to a busier part of the city, 
where it might be easier to find someone who could help.  i felt just 
awful letting her out of the car on north avenue, but i really 
couldn't do anything else.  i hope she got home okay...actually, i 
hope she was doing some kind of strange project for school, and that 
she had made the whole thing up.  a boy leaving a girl at a gas 
station in a strange city late at night.....awful.
  on saturday night, i secretly observed two boys arguing loudly 
because a girl had commented that one of them had "big arms."  they 
were at it for quite some time, and it was very heated and quite 
silly to watch from my little perch high above the street.  it's fun, 
sometimes, to sit there.  nobody can see you, unless they're really 
looking.  and nobody really looks unless you yell things at them...it 
seemed the argument was finally resolved, as one of them shouted "i 
wasn't laughing at your big arms, i was laughing at her for 
commenting on your big arms!" and they both sort of grunted and 
punched each other and took off in separate directions.  laura raised 
her glass and yelled "oooo will ya look at the arms on THAT one!" and 
i guess i drank to that, and people all over the block started 
laughing and the boy started cursing again and waving his fist in the 
air, so we giggled and ran inside.  
  leslie disappeared into the bathroom with a box of hairdye.  laura 
ventured back out for another smoke.  i sat at the computer for a 
short while and spilled my drink on the floor.  i'm brave enough to 
dye my hair.  i'm not really scared of being cursed at by a stranger, 
especially when i'm three stories off the ground.  i'm not afraid to 
fly.  and i don't think i'm scared of my parents anymore.  i don't 
know if i was ever really "scared."  maybe "intimidated..."
  so now what.....
  i think i'm still afraid of the dark, sometimes.  and i can't watch 
scary movies at all.  telephones make me nervous.  but...none of this 
is very interesting.  sorry.  i apologize too much.  some people 
say....i'm sorry for that, too.  okay.  enough from me
  love
kirsten


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