a real post. for realsies.

i dont know that i can quite wrap my brain around the goings on of these last few days.


a guy i grew up with died in a motorcycle accident on thursday night. i was never super close to him but he was always really nice to me and made the school douchebag stop picking on me when i was a freshman in high school, so i always looked up to him. he'd had a rough time of things lately but had gotten his life back in order and had the most adorable little girl. it was a completely freak accident, hitting a deer. it really left me in shock and once again reminded me how quickly our time here can be taken away.

last night the stranger and i went on our 'fancy date' which means we put on clothes without wrinkles or holes, put on makeup (just me for that one, hah) and went to my most favorite italian place on the planet in fairmont. it was, as it always is, most delicious.

today we had several options but decided to head out 68 on an adventure. i took the stranger to the antique mall that i love dearly, and i found a 1909 copy of the book rebecca of sunnybrook farm and an equally old pewter figurine of a lady in a ball gown. the stranger found an some sort of old mining knife for his dad for his birthday. so we both came out of there happy. we then figured since we were out that way that we'd go out to coopers rock since the stranger had yet to see the henry clay iron furnace. so we start meandering down the rocky path, wearing the absolutely wrong footwear but convinced it would be fine. clearly you can see the error in this already. about 3/4 of a mile down this hill my sandal breaks in half. me being me i am livid and start marching back up the hill with one sandal on. at this point i should also point out (because i have no filter or shame) that i realized i had just met up with my monthly friend. this.pissed.me.off. so i start going off about how bears are going to eat us (bc as Brick Tamland said in Anchorman,"periods attract bears. The bears can smell the menstruation!")

the stranger being the chivalrous southerner that he is wouldnt let this obviously psychotic woman walk the rest of the way barefoot (probably feared my wrath upon reaching the top of the hill) and gave me his shoes and he went barefoot. he made it about a quarter of a mile before he figured he'd try to find a way to jimmy rig my sandals for him. so we sat down on a rock to rest and take some nature photos while i tried to think of a good way to keep said broken sandal on a foot. and the best thing i could come up with was my arm full of hairties. so we tried that and it held enough to get us back up the hill. so we think, this is funny, this kind of thing only happens to us, when!

a dog bites the stranger. i cant even make this shit up. there is a college couple walking a german shepherd down the hill, and it lunges at me. the stranger kinda pushes my ass out of the way and the dog latches down on his arm. at this point i flip the fuck out and the stranger gets incredibly quiet. this is his way of flipping out. it is scary to behold. the people basically just piss of and only say they are sorry one time. so we walk the rest of the way up the hill, broken sandal, blood dripping down his arm, me trying not to puke/pass out from the blood/freak out loudly.

he got all doctored up at the urgent care and got a scrip for some lovely drugs that should, in theory, kill dog mouth germs. while i was sitting in the waiting room for him i thought of all the crazy shit thats happened to him just in the last few months. saw a dead body from a car wreck, nearly got mugged (he says picked up for the sex trade) in the walmart parking lot, and now got bit by a dog. i am starting to think i am very very bad juju for him.

to try and make it up to him i took him to Tailpipes for dinner. it's a newer burger place in morgantown and i highly recommend it to everyone. i got a burger with peanut butter, bananas, onions, cheese, and bacon on it. and i know you are thinking to yourself that this sounds disgusting, but i'm telling you with everything in me that it was quite possibly the most amazing burger i've ever eaten in my life.

so now we're going to stay in and do our best to not get hurt or mauled by wild animals or set on fire or any other freak disaster that could possibly happen.

of course, there is always tomorrow.