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Hey there y'all, it's the wee hours of Sunday morning, I just got home from the BDEC show, and I'm still wasting away in the summer of '04. Tonight, before the BDEC show, I went to Brad's graduation party...which was pleasant fare and definitely the first grad party with a DJ who not only played consecutive Aerosmith songs but also jumped into the pool at his leisure. Also, there was a girl who asked Elyse beforehand (when my name came up), if I was "the gay one". What a great defining characteristic to have. Elyse thought that comment was cute as well. I'm on my way to wearing girls pants and leading the pride parade, as we all know. Whatever. Later, me, Kaylin, Sarah (in full drunken giggle mode), Andy, Elyse, and Katie went to Ashbarys early enough before the BDEC show for a quick stop at 7-11 for slurpees that are actually made by God. Sarah and I snuck our slurpees into the show, and when Dan came out to do his Ping Pong "5 Minutes Till Start" routine, he called me onstage and talked to me. The show was good, and then Katie Erk drove me home...
She also dropped off Andy and Sarah, but after that, it was party time for Louis and Katie. By "party" I of course mean "go to Oakwood, play on the swings and then have races on the blacktop". Oh, what a time. Katie Erk is a real free-for-all kind of girl; she's up for having a good time and also both considerate and rambunctious. She's a live one! And knowing how many dead ones are out there just makes Katie Erk that much more special and refreshing. She's also herself. I can't ask for more than that.
For the last two nights, my brother Mark has selfishly decided to go to bed early and take the computer room (his bedroom) all to himself. That's so choad-tastic. The only time I really like going online is late at night when the weird-ass nocturnal people are on their computers probably up to no good. When Mark takes away this precious time, Louis get angry. Don't know exactly what's so cool to me about the late-night internet world... perhaps the pop-up ads seem more scandalous or something. Speaking of scandal and the online realm, if there's one website which delivers every time I go there, that not only intellectually stimulates and educates but fucking entertains, it is The House of Diabolique. Diabolique is a strange being: amorphous, robotic, fierce, multi-faceted, decadent... a drag queen runway-model with an unmatched sneer. Do visit http://www.houseofdiabolique.com ...it's a website for people who have the word "vogue" in their screenname. And possibly some others.
Something is still bothering me, so I've decided to address it. This girl was talking to me about her friend who's going to University of Iowa and she says, "Yeah she really wanted to go to Northwestern...she sets her standards high...so she was concerned about Iowa because you know, it's a state school...she wasn't sure if it was up to par." M'am, you do realize that I am (yes) going to this school. I'm sure in your world where an SAT score means how good you are at life, you'd shake in your rich-girl boots about how much of an ego hit it would be to go to a "state school", but guess what, if you can't sit there and realize, "Hey, I sound like I'm making backhanded remarks right now!" then don't talk to me. I, Louis Virtel, have no business being on the other end of your self-promoting yapper. Save it for someone who is as hurting for recognition as you must be. This isn't callous, it's the fucking truth.
And anyway, the days just keep rolling by. Sometimes it's hard not to completely surrender to the boredom that tends to run rampant way out here in Anytown, USA. Even with a car, how many things are there to do in this motherfucking town? Or state? Or anywhere? How many things are there to do where you don't have to fucking pay? I have been spending money so superfluously lately that I honestly don't know what the hell I've spent it on. I visited Elyse at Chipain's the other day and bought two packages of Chips Ahoy cookies because there was a sale. When have I ever cared about a cookie sale before? If you can answer that question, let's schedule a conference.
Everything is pretty the same. Hopefully I can go to Chili's with Corey sooner or later or continue to successfully hang out with the ole gang or whoever the hell is up for shooting the breeze. Calling Tiffany would also be a good plan. So far, the thing I'm looking forward to most (besides Rachel and Monica coming home or going to college) is the beginning of the working week next week. Summer is the best during like...Monday and Tuesday when all the normals have gone back to work and have left the superstars like myself back at home to cause havoc or save the world from Bowser. That's the best. Sooner or later I'll do something drastic so that I have something interesting to write about in this here journal, but in the mean time I must be gone. I love you guys so much, I love communicating and expressing and being heard. And I love hearing you do the same. Keep it up and keep believing in yourself even when adversarial forces would have you think to do otherwise. You're what you've got, and in that skin you are empowered and at home. And everyone should know.
Love you unconditionally, and I hear you too,
Louis.
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