I didn’t kiss him because he was wholesome and nervous. I don’t know what I want in a relationship. A relationship at all would be nice. And kind of wild.
After my date yesterday I went to Savers and ran into the Queen Bee that is Tori. Tori and I make an odd, yet stylish pair of friends. She’s called the receipts on me multiple times and the accuracy always gets me. She’s the first person who ever casually called me queer and pinpointed my androgynous streetwear style. She’s an affirming person and I love her even if she makes me eat expensive vegan food every other time we hang. We made plans to go to some show later at night, so I went home and napped. She picked me up at 9 p.m.
I don’t know what to make of the show, but we came, ate chips, and left early to get real food. The music was some type of electro-acoustic-violin-vocal smorgasbord and the crowd was just as weird a mix. They were selling beer for $3 and cigarettes for $1. Tori and I walked up to the beer kid and looked at the sign. I told him I only had $2. He looked at me apathetically and said, “I didn’t buy these.”
Tori smiled and said, “I think $2 is sufficient.”
I smiled.
He smiled.
And then he repeated himself: “I didn’t buy these.”
So we all smiled at each other and I looked at Tori, she looked at me, and we said never mind. The mood by that point was killed. We went to stand in the crowd , but left after the singer excused herself to use the restroom. If you’re going to make a group of strangers listen to some weird music accompanied by weird dancing at least give them a beer, considering the cover charge of $5. I get supporting the arts, but support the people who support the arts, am I right?
The show was held at Rec Center, some tiny DIY venue that was very tiny and DIY. You get what you paid for, I guess. I probably should’ve eaten more chips or attempted to steal a beer. Next time!
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