4/18/2008
taken : 4/18/2008
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It sort of feels like company.
...but its more like the absence of your company...
...
I have talked about it before...but...
A lot of Manet's painting are about separation.
The feeling that you are with someone, but no matter what...you will never be close to that person.
No matter how hard you try.
You may never be close to them.
...
Morgan came over tonight...this was a topic of conversation.
...
Later I was at the Sundown.
Tonight was the first time I was ever mistaken for another Asian.
...
So, while at the Sundown, I decide I am going to go walk around the bar a little bit. See if anyone is there that I know.
While squeezing through some people this random girl grabs my hand.
"Hey," she says.
"Hi," I say.
(she looks at me in questioning look.)
"Um, hi," she says again.
"uh, hi?" I say. I shrug my shoulders.
She gives me a disgusted look.
...
Scott and I deduced what happened....
...
I sit down next to Scott after my lap around the bar and tell him of the strange situation that just happened (I explain the encounter with the girl)
I point her out across the bar.
...
Scott reveals to me that he was introduced to that girl earlier in the night. They had talked a little bit...
She mistook myself for Scott. That is why she was so annoyed with my reaction to her talking to me.
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In between my initial encounter with the girl and me sitting back down, Scott talked to her for the second time in the night and felt that she was indifferent.
It's because she thinks Scott(but really me) was being a dick and blowing her off. When really I (but sort of Scott) had no idea who this chick was...
does that make sense?
Perhaps I didn't make myself clear.
...
fuck.
nothing.
nothing.
nothing.
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Scott is Thai. I am Korean.
3 comments:
thai as fuck!
You two look nothing alike...
But it was good to see you both!
I think the marchstache might have helped people distinguish between the two of you. Scott, time to re-cultivate.
But Lindsey's right, you look nothing alike. Never have.
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