Hey guys, I just wanted to say thank you again to those who are following me. Not many, but who needs a lot of friends? It wouldn't hurt to spread the word though. No one likes me on Facebook. Search for: theonlinestressball on there and like me goddamnit! Dagnabbit! Or take your lazy little index finger and click the "like" button on this page. Thanks.
Applebee's was my second job after getting out of prison. My first was at Cumby's in Eppin'. (So many words with little red squigglies under them here!) "Oh squiggly line in my eye fluid..." Can you tell I have A.D.D.? Applebee's. So I worked at the gas station when I got out of prison, what a surprise. I ended up getting fired from that job for a very stupid reason. I'll save that story for another day.
Now Kelli wasn't my first romantic interest at the neighborhood. First it was Brandi. Annabel was still living with me, but we had broken up. We still slept in the same bed, and we still fucked once in awhile. I told her to stay until her semester at school was done, because I lived closer than where she was moving to. Brandi and I started off just having fun, going out after work to Dover, getting hammered, and then to her house. One night was particularly filled with stumbling, vomit, sex, more vomit, and one hell of a hang over. I never told Annabel where I was those nights. I guess I felt guilty. I actually don't know why I broke up with her. I wanted to party and have fun I guess. I felt really bad about the way things went down there.
So I had this fling going with Brandi. But we got into some fight, and I remember calling her a c-word, and that was that. It's not like we were ever, "Exclusive", and I honestly can't remember what happened. Jill was also in the mix somewhere, but I don't remember the exact time line of all this. Plus, she deserves more than a blurb in someone else's part of my story. I'm sure that you will be hearing more about her later.
Now, my best friend at the time, and for a long time, was Brian. He is the one that got me the job. He was always looking out for me, my guardian angel I used to call him. Funny, in high school, he was one of the kids I would make fun of, mentally torture even. But at some point... It was at Dunks. He worked at Dunks. I was on a home visit from a group home I was in, and I went to Dunks. He asked me for a smoke, and we were friends. That kid would have taken a bullet for me. he saved my life on more than one occasion. Like the time when I had walked 20 miles, was blacking out from hunger, my socks completely red from the blisters on my unwashed homeless feet, crawling across the parking lot at Goodwill, near death. Brian took me home. Fed me. Gave me a warm bed for the night, though his parents hated me. We will get back to more of him throughout and after this story.
We worked together at the Bee's. And there was Kelli. She was in the top 3, if not the hottest girl there. And funny. Quick with a comeback. Cool. Definitely the best ass there. The first time I saw her in those tight jeans... She was like the chick from Juno + One of the guys + Emo chick all rolled into one. We all used to have drinks at the bar after work, even though i was on probation, never got caught. She and Brian started flirting. I was so proud and worried for Brian at the same time. Proud cause he was mackin' on this chick, and worried because he had a girlfriend of a few years, and it was clearly going to lead to marriage. (I think they are married now.) We will call his g.f. T. T was usually a party pooper. He would invite her out, and she would always be in a bad mood, or get mad and storm off, get jealous, one of those types. T was plain looking, Kelli was hot. T was skinny and had no ass, Kelli had a great ass. T was uptight and moody, Kelli was a free spirit. So I can see why Brian was tempted by the Devil's fruit...
This post is getting way too long. Gotta stop for now, we will continue tomorrow class, not that anyone is reading. See y'all on the flippity flip side yo, peace.
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