I worked a double shift today at the record store and picked up the new Flaming Lips album and a cool reissue by the Jesus and Mary Chain.
Gerald was there again and spent most of my shift at the store, wandering around and staring at me. He kept going on about how he needed to somehow "smoosh" the voices in his head. He must have said the word "smoosh" thirty or forty times. He would always draw it out too, so when he said it, it sounded like "smooooooooooooshhhhhh." I was thrilled when he finally wandered off about an hour before we closed.
When I got home, Gerald left a message on my machine telling me he would be going to the Sparta show with Mitchell and me tomorrow. He said he would treat the three of us to tacos after the show. Whatever. Gerald never has any money.
I don’t quite understand why Gerald needed to leave the message on my machine rather than mention it to me at the record store sometime during the ten hours we spent together.
Sometimes, I worry about Gerald. I didn't seek out his friendship. It just happened.
Elkie leaves for her martial arts tournament tomorrow, which will be a busy day. They're reading Shannon's will at ten, and I have to pick up Elkie at five in the morning to take her to the airport.
Tomorrow will be a busy day.
11:53 p.m. - Wednesday
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