was going to respond to tripps post on my last post, but i decided to just post again. i was thinking how difficult it is to 1. get up the courage to talk to a girl in the fist place. and then 2. talk to her while waiting for the train? for some reason, it just seems like an odd place to strike up a conversation, but maybe i’m just being way too dramatic. there is nothing wrong with being friendly. and if the girl isn’t interested in talking to you further, then just leave it at that. maybe the fact that the girl was reading a book is even reason to strike up a conversation. who knows what could happen.
in a related story, today on the way home im waiting for the train. the platform is crowded, its hot. i just left work, and i dont really want to talk to anyone, i just want to get into an air-conditioned train car and ride home. but this guy walks up and stands beside me. i am not wearing my ipod and not reading a book. he asks me about when the train comes and if all these people will fit in the train. so i give him a short answer, and i think to myself for a sec. ‘fuck man, another gay dude is hitting on me’ (because for some reason this week seems to be the gay dudes hit on bitzao week, and im getting quite tired of it.) but he seems harmless enough and he asks me another question about the train. and then i say to him ‘where are you from’. i learn that he is from portland, is married, has kids, and just went to the MOMA.
okay, so this gives me hope. but then there is the whole commuting thing. lets just say i do meet a girl on the subway and we hit it off. if we have the same commute every day, how much is that going to suck if things don’t work out.
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standing on the platform waiting for what seemed like forever for the train this morning… i notice a girl standing near me. i was earlier to work than i usually am, so i saw different commuters than normal days. i hadnt seen this girl before. she was absolutely stunning. she was reading a pink book. i should start coming to work earlier every day.
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and then, maybe, one day, actually talk to her.
tripp :: aug 27 2007 :: 3:06 pm
i am waiting for a guy to come look at my couch and hopefully buy it and take it away. he is now 12 minutes late. i am only slightly annoyed because as soon as he leaves i am going to the beach. he hasnt called. argh. i also only got about 2 hours of sleep last night. mainly because i stayed out way longer than i wanted to and ended up taking a cab out to coney island with my best friend from high school and some random girl we met at a bar. im not hungover because i didnt really drink, but i am feeling the effects of lack of sleep about now. who meets 2 guys at a bar and decides to go along with them on their crazy adventure to coney island at 4am? a. it costs about $40+ to get there. b. its pretty mad ghetto all around coney island at that time except if you’re on the beach or boardwalk. c. she didnt know us from adam.
in the end, it turned out to be a pretty cool adventure. the 3 of us fell asleep for a little bit all sitting in the same lifeguard stand. what a picture. and it wasnt some random hookup either. it was totally platonic and innocent fun. she was crazy cute though. although she also talked like she just walked off the set of laguna beach. she was from the oc. btw, the dude still isnt here to pick up the couch. he is now 21 min late.
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but the banana was rotten, thats the gross part.
not really. anyway… here’s something i did last night fucking around with my 16mm film projector and final cut.
paris hilton goes to jail
from trevor
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coming home today on the G train, the train stopped in the station and the doors didn’t open. this is a pretty common occurence as the G train has a reputation for being one of the worst trains to commute on. i was a bit irritated because i wasnt feeling well and just wanted to get home as quickly as possible. it turned out that a girl had fallen on the tracks right before the train came into the station. she did not get hit by the train. she had been helped up off the tracks before the train came into the station and was clutching her leg on the platform.
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you’re lucky. well, she’s lucky too.
but here in the south bay, it seems someone jumps (on purpose) in front of the trains once every couple of months. then all the service gets screwed up, everyone is late to work and no one wins.
i find it doubly odd since the golden gate is such a popular point and so close — why not take the train there? is that too morbid to consider?
tripp :: feb 28 2007 :: 11:20 am
ok, seriously. if your best excuses are comprised of:
1. maybe she doesn’t want to talk to me,
and
2. maybe, if we get together and then break up, we might have to sit next to each other on the train (or even see each other in the station)
then i might have to ask you to pack it in now. cause those are some bogus excuses, my friend.
tripp :: aug 28 2007 :: 1:15 pm
okay, maybe you’re right tripp. in fact i know you are. im just being lame and shy and am too afraid of coming off like a big dork.
bitzao :: aug 28 2007 :: 5:51 pm