The First Time I Met Erick (IRL)
Tori said, “Here he comes.” While Erick was walking toward us I parked my hoopty and the butterflies hit me like a ton of bricks. I kept my head down while I was frantically searching for my cigarettes. I was so nervous I’m surprised that I didn’t start hyper-ventilating. He came to my window. He was surprised we were so early. He told me that he had to finish his closing duties. He was even hotter in person. I wanted to kiss him, but we had broken up about a week before my trip. We waited in the car while he was finishing up.
I was finally starting to calm down when he came back to my car. We stood outside and talked and hugged. It was obvious we were both feeling awkward but that didn’t last too long. I got him to show me the two tattoos on his chest that I had seen so many times on cam. I really just wanted to scope his chest, but he didn’t need to know that.
On the Road Again
Tori, Jess, and I embarked on a 600 mile journey to meet Erick on August 2nd. The ride was very long, but it was fun. Tori tied her bra to the antenna, so it was flapping around the whole time. People gave us odd looks, but we didn’t really care. We liked the attention and it wasn’t like we would ever see those people again. Kansas was pretty damned boring. We kept cracking Wizard of Oz jokes, which is a requirement when driving through that state.
On the long stretches of highway with nothing in sight but miles of wheat or cornfields we sang to the only tape that would play on my ghetto-fabulous car radio; Lee Greenwood’s greatest hits. It wouldn’t even pick up radio stations. We probably heard that tape 100 times to and from Nebraska. If a car happened to pass we would wave at them like madwomen. What was odd was everyone waved back. I guess it’s a country thing. If we did that in Tulsa we’d get the American sign for “fuck you” from most.
The Winds of Change
It amazes me how quickly things can change. There have been several changes in my life.
First of all, I don’t see Brian anymore and I haven’t in over eight months. I had a miscarriage January 20th of this year. It was his child. I had left messages with his mother that I was pregnant and he never called. Then when I was at the hospital, after the miscarriage, I had Jessica and Carah call her and tell her what was going on. Apparently, she didn’t care. She probably thought I was lying about the whole thing anyway. All I can say is good riddance to her and her son. Fuck them both!
My 22nd Birthday
Well, last night was my 22nd birthday. I got drunk and got laid. It was the best sex Brian and I’ve had so far. We kissed and he bit my neck and stuff. We had a blast. Of course, we did it at Ron’s (my job), which I am becoming famous for. Him and Spanky are still split up. He’s talking about moving in with his mom. Seems like a drastic measure to me, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do. We have been messing around again for almost 7 months, so in all we have been seeing each other on and off for almost 4 years. We always go back to each other.
Is the American Government Really Winning their War on Drugs?
In the United States, more than 70 million people have tried marijuana, and millions of adults still consume it on a regular basis. About 140 million people –nearly 2.5% of the world’s population- smoke marijuana. Almost everyone has a friend, relative, neighbor, or co-worker who consumes marijuana. Because of the widespread economic and criminal justice ramifications of the illicit marijuana market and of Marijuana Prohibition, the marijuana phenomenon touches nearly everyone’s life. A “marijuana-free America” has proved to be an unrealistic goal. Therefore, we must ask ourselves, “Does Marijuana prohibition work?” Assuming the purpose of marijuana prohibition is to stop people from using marijuana, it has failed.
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