Surreal phone call
Dec. 27th, 2002 11:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xiphiasOut of the blue, an old friend of mine just called. When I was fourteen, and he was eleven, we met at a retreat. He randomly called me "Mugsy," so I called him "Vinnie", and we were friends.
I guess I'll throw an LJ-Cut in here. . .
We went to the same high school -- he was a freshman when I was a senior. He dated my little sister for a while, and thinks that it was a secret.
I think he may actually be genuinely insane, now. He's a little paranoid, he spent a few years doing way too many drugs. He mentioned that he's started working on a novel; it started out as a suicide note, but five pages in, he realized that he didn't want to die, which is good.
I'm going to get together with him on Monday. Weird stuff. He was telling me about this girl he used to date that he found out had been sleeping with their old English teacher and all. . . I mean, really surreal stuff.
Much of my world is far weirder than I recognize. I've started mainly dealing with the sane chunks of my world, so I miss things like old schoolmates sleeping with English teachers and all.
I dunno. If I'm a little disjointed, it's because talking to Vinnie is somewhat disorienting. I love him dearly, and wonder if I could have been a stabilizing influence on him growing up.
I guess I'll throw an LJ-Cut in here. . .
We went to the same high school -- he was a freshman when I was a senior. He dated my little sister for a while, and thinks that it was a secret.
I think he may actually be genuinely insane, now. He's a little paranoid, he spent a few years doing way too many drugs. He mentioned that he's started working on a novel; it started out as a suicide note, but five pages in, he realized that he didn't want to die, which is good.
I'm going to get together with him on Monday. Weird stuff. He was telling me about this girl he used to date that he found out had been sleeping with their old English teacher and all. . . I mean, really surreal stuff.
Much of my world is far weirder than I recognize. I've started mainly dealing with the sane chunks of my world, so I miss things like old schoolmates sleeping with English teachers and all.
I dunno. If I'm a little disjointed, it's because talking to Vinnie is somewhat disorienting. I love him dearly, and wonder if I could have been a stabilizing influence on him growing up.