Monday, April 11, 2005
Bringing everything home (part one)
Considering I have had no less than ten emails and a half a dozen phone calls, I’ll go ahead and update ya’ll on my trip.
Friday at 6:00 we left and hit the highways to Dallas. As we are driving, I was thinking about how we should have done this while she was still alive. I mean, if all five of us (G, J, Fairy, Ruthie, and I) could take this weekend and go to Dallas, why hadn’t we done it while she was alive? Guilt; it’s something I am getting used to feeling. So, here’s where I chunk out some advice to those who give a shit. Go see your friends. You aren’t too busy to hop in the car (or on a flight) and go spend time with those you love.
The trip was nice and fairly uneventful. J kept trying to get everyone to talk. Every once in awhile he would just say “Ya’ll quit making so much noise back there!” and then we’d all start chatting. How lucky I was to be in this car, with these people. How lucky I am that I can call them my friends. Fairy was reading a Christopher Pike book and Ruthie was… well, not sure what she was doing, lol.
We stopped in Lampasas to pee (thank goodness) and these chics drove by and hollered at G. ‘wooooooooohoooooooo!!’ lol, go G! This was to be the theme of our trip. G was loved by all. People in Dallas were saying ‘hi’ to him and basically sneering at the rest of us. He was dug by the D-town peeps. (Did I just type that??? lol, need. Sleep.)
I took over driving in Waco and let me get this out of the way – I FUCKING HATE the concrete barriers. When I started driving, everyone was all kicked back and mellow. Ten minutes later, everyone was sitting up, on the edge of their seats, freaking the fuck out. Why? Well, when your driver is shitting bricks, it tends to make you slightly uneasy. G kept telling me ‘Kate, it’s cool. Those barriers are like two feet past the line.’ Yeah, then the two feet was gone and it was lineconcrete barriers. Fuck the concrete barriers! We got slightly lost for a few minutes, but arrived at the apartments at 11:30. It was hard. Being there was hard. I was glad I had already been once and that the initial shock of standing there in her apartment wasn’t so staggering this time around. G and I spent a lot of time sitting in her closet looking at everything and crying. I feel the closest to him in regards to her because he and I knew her longest. Everyone else kind of wandered around. A few hours later we decided to crash. G and I slept in her bed, the others in the living room. I don’t know how that girl got two seconds of sleep, living so close to that friggen road! And what the fuck is it with Dallas people??? Don’t you guys sleep? Traffic at three in the morning? Are you fucking kidding me? Jeeeeesus! G and I talked for awhile and then I finally crashed. I woke up a few hours later and G was gone. I had no idea where he was, thirty minutes or so later he came out of the closet. When I asked him what he was doing he said “it just smells really good in there”. It did.


part two...
so eloquently put by katehopeeden at 2:08 PM
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