yesterday, with my day really to myself for the first time all summer (is it even still summer?), i walked 20 minutes along the side of the highway to visit the owls at the rapture center. owls are my new and first favorite animals since horses in the fifth grade and cheetas in kindergarden. i love the bright yellow of their retennas and how they hardly ever break eye contact with you, neck rotating 270 degress just to make sure that you aren't fucking with them. they are a mix between wizards and pimps in mean fur coats.
i was supposed to go to the island on sunday to "collect my bellongings", but turns out that phil's rather impetuous and dramatic decission to fire me had an affect on his family. His wife Gwen was in bed all day with high blood pressure caused by stress and her heart condition, and daughter Jess had a severe anxiety attack! does this mean they like me? when i got a boat to the island at 12:30 yesterday (i got to drive!) to get my shit, jessica was there to meet me at the dock because i wasn't allowed anywhere without her supervision. why? "because that's protocal." shit, what did phil think i was gonna do?
post-goodbyes etc. i was stepping with my left leg into the boat, my cell phone slipped out of my genie pants' soft cotton goodness and into the ocean. watching my primary means of communication with anyone i love sink lackadaisically through the verdent water was less than inspirational. an hour later using a 24 foot pole with an empty yogurt container duck taped at the end, tim fished out my very dead cell phone and my (thank god) working SIM card. no t-moblie shop for a good 500 miles so i am offically cellphone-less until i get to seattle, probably within a week
caught a pink and drove to the water reservoir, passing a huge snow bank covered in dirt with josh (who agreed to put me up for up to ten days in exchange for my mad dishwashing skillz) and this ageless wigga named tom who chugged a third a fifth of smirnoff and didn't feel anything. watched josh's wife's softball game with the alaska's answer to mokes and got to drive a car for the first time since jun 14th.
after the game went to watch v for vendetta at spencer's apartment (he's from hilo) and then when opening josh's front door afterwards, realized that josh and alicia were banging in the living room... right in front of where i was supposed to sleep. closed the door, left the keys on the porch, and ran like hell back to spencer's house, where i fell asleep on the floor. oh, sitka.
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