I get Excited

Near the end of my time in the City, after I hung out with my Tech Friend, I went to the airport and my buddy got off a plane from South America. We went to the east bay and from there to the mountains. I sent an email to my old roommates about it. I told them that when we got to the Sierra Nevada we saw a bunch of old friends. One of them had taken a job as a driving instructor.

Here are some quotes from our weekend:
"I could tell what happened as soon as I walked in; there was blood all over the back of his pants."
"It gets bigger when I get Excited."
"Seriously?...Really?...Now don't get me...(repeat)"

My roommate is always talking about weird stuff. The last thing I heard from her was about dead flesh and worms and how she felt like she had eaten too much. I asked her if she had written those two things together on purpose.

This is series is a retrospective of my life taken from emails that I sent or received on the First of the Month.

The Tech Guy

My friend, the tech guy, is a programmer at a big routing software firm. He and I went to the park with his friends and their kids some time ago. I know it may sound cliché but they are European artists. My tech friend and I spoke English with them since we don’t speak French or Portuguese. It was a cute outing.

He and I made plans a week or so after he left for Silicon Valley to hang out. I sent him some updates on the European Family and we agreed to go to a show in the City’s SOMA. I had to go to an internet café to find him when I arrived. We met up with one of my neighbors and danced to a DJ at a club.

This is series is a retrospective of my life taken from emails that I sent or received on the First of the Month.