Chris!
:) yay I just have all the luck- out of a world full
of mindless rude or just plain annoying men I've found
another wonderful one- that makes what like a grand
total of 4 now? okay okay, maybe if you count people
like mike and rudy and russ and andy you get more
like 30 but still... daggummit now I've totally lost
my point- lemme start over... yay! it's a chris- and
he actually loves me- even though I call him Seth or
Daven sometimes and I'm still my usual whining,
demanding, expensive self, he loves me! and I'm gonna
try and be good to him- I don't want to loose him
because of my sheer stupidity this time! Kisses chris!
Our story- or some of it- I didn't want to write a novel- despite what you might be
thinking once you get started :) enjoy! and otherwise ciao!
Hmm once upon a time? naw once when there was a lot of snow on the ground..
yup that's better! once when there was a lot of snow on the
ground -and you gotta love that snow- all the power went out
in Johnson Hall- which is a dorm building on the VCU campus- and
probably it went out in a lot more buildings but that's irrelevant-
cause it didn't in GRC -that's where I live- I used to hate it- in
fact I used to hate just about everything- as I've said before,
life sucks when you don't know what to look forward to- but because
of that purty snow- which covered up some of the cities ickness- I met
a really great guy- who I also have already mentioned- Chris!- why do snow
and power outages equal a relationship you may ask? the answer is simple!: Dirty Laundry!
does every body have that now? let's review:
Snow + Incompetent Electrical worker = Perfect Relationship [Dirty Laundry^Becca's socks]
yup yup- perhaps you'd like a little less Jessified explanition? no? tough titty- to quote
a certain fictional carnivorious plant- as if this story wasn't fragmented
enough all ready!- But really It was really late at night- at least I think so-
probably more like 8 or 9 o'clock- and I had two loads of laundry in for the simple
reason that I needed to do laundry! imagine that- we've got two rooms for the "cleaning"
of clothing articles- and I of course being on the suite side was in the larger of the two-
I've always liked it there- it's got a very weird atmosphere and sometimes evil people- but you can't
pick a better place to people watch and it's always warm and sudsy smelling in there- most of the time
I don't sit in there- It's simply more time efficient to sit up in my room- which of course has to be
on the fourth freakin floor! (no elevator)- but I had nothing to do that evening and a good book I was
digesting- Greg Ruckas BATMAN No Man's Land, for those picky people out there- acutally no that is
important to this incredibly long, drawn-out, hopefully not too incredibly gushy story... But I'd been feeling
particularly lonely that day- okay fine week- okay okay Month+ ! sheesh! but I don't know "yeah sure lemme go
sit in this grimy loud room where people only pop in and out and say we're gonna flirt when we actually only
burry our nose deeper into Gotham and stuff face with oreos"- actually that comes later- but still!- I was really
there to read- never thought I'd actaully meet any one- but in walks a tall trench coat- transfers a bundle of drips
from washer #5 to dryer 11- isn't it sad that I know that?- and catches my eye for some reason- I think "hilookatmelookatmeeeee!pleeesseearen'tIinteresting?!ahhh..."
and then he's gone- figures-
he came back though- brought another gothy red head with him- drats his girl! and they were trying to find an empty dryer for her stuff-
but of course they were all full or in use- the logical solution? take somebodys stuff out! of course :) he he serves em right
there is a sign after all!... "...Or It Will Be Moved For You!"... hmm brb I have to go get a bite to eat- my stomach is growlin!
k I have returneth and will proceed to get chocolate chip cookies crumbs and potato chip grease all over the keyboard now :) heh heh...
Where was I? oh yeah The two laundry misappropriatiors- I of course couldn't resist eavesdropping because they were interesting and funny-
so I said hi- and proceeded to aid and abbet the felons by clearing a spot on the table for their loot- my feet having been vactated it
was a lot more uncomfortable but I was sure they'd come back- they'd have to to get their clothes- so I stayed to read yet another chapter-
I guess to make a long story short -which I have henceforth failed to do (and believe me I can give a second by second of any account I've observed
or participated in- don't make me prove it) But they did come back -by that time the clothes on the table had been very huffily removed by a snob and a half-
and so trenchy and gothlett sat down to get a little work done- to date I can't remember what she was doin other than interupting his work- Math- icky
vile disgusting math- abstract to be more precise- if I knew what that was I'd say double yuck- which I do anyway- double yuck! :) they left off and on quite a bit
-at one point after I'd been brave and actually gotten involved in a conversation with them- amazing I know little miss no input unless it's demanded had
a conversation with unfamiliars- sneaked a peek at his homework for a name- hmm Chris Carlson- sometimes he'd come back with out her who I was introduced
to as Becca- but I didn't memorize it till a while later- we talked more and I ended up with his number in my book- I think so we could all get togeather and
go to goth night or something- My laundry was done so I had no real excuse to stick around- except turns out I did cause I took it up to my room- grabbed my trash
to go to the dumpster- did- but when I got back I'd discovered my detergent had leaked all over my floor and half of what I'd just got "clean"- damn! well
they told me to always look on the bright side- went back down with more quarters and grumbled a bit- I was accused of doing it on purpose which was annoying but
in a way sent a code to my brain that said "he's into you" how odd- 'specially considerin my outfit was pretty bad for the day- Yellow silk and embroidered jeans, brown suede jacket...
go figure- yeah I do like that phrase, you got a problem with that?- damn My Pink Floyd is scratched! I ask is that fair? no but Daven probably said it more than anything
else he did "who said life's fair"... breif intermission there.... they left shortly after and I sighed and got ready to on with my boring life- now's the time when I get to thank
Russ! THANKYOU! "What you found a cool comic chick and didn't bring her up?!" so guess which Chris pokes his head back into the laundry room and drags me up to the mystery appt.?
no sorry guess again- of course him! come on now! I'd never been on the appartment side- which was cool in itself- but the "hallways" are a mess- I needed a guide to find the place the first few times
- Russ' was pretty cool- there was at least 8 people in there mor I think- Russ Reiley Jamal Chris Becca Lazarus and John I think- and then of course me- I talked to them about batman and other various
comics for awhile -all the time trying not to sound too stupid- and played around with the little plastic/magnetic Star Wars chess pieces for awhile- I must confess
I did feel a little uncomfortable- but Chris kept dragging me down to switch out laundry- which is a good thing cause otherwise I think it'd probably be sitting there to this day-
and that broke up the evening a little better- Some of that time is a little blurr of TV and talk and stealing his black indiana jones hat- I didn't take it off all evening- sort of my
duckblind no that's not the right analogy- facade? no negative imaging... um shy protective barrier is the best I can do at this juncture in time- he "finished" his homework and signed becca out-
I found out more and more of silly little stuff we had in common- spotted cows and movies and taste- how odd- and finally we said goodnight- took my laundry up too my room- I don't remember
if we even bothered to have an excuse for him to follow me up- I showed him around- which doesn't take very long in a dorm- hmm turn around 180'?! including the proof of the detergent spot -which will not go away daggummit!-
it takes all of a minute- I invited him to stay if he wanted and put in Armageddon I think- and we sat on my bed and half watched half talked- when it was getting really late I started to get super sleepy- I figured he wanted to get
back to his room or whatever he had to do too- If I were him I'da left a lot earlier- but it was another of those moments where time gets all funny feeling- and I asked for a hug- a simple enough gesture- but it turned out to be
awful close and prolonged and perfect- here was my semi-surprise: I thanked him cause I needed that- and then he just looked right into my eyes and kissed me- a long soft deep kiss too- Later he told me that that
had taken so much courage but he was so glad he did- I think I am too cause I doubt we'd be a couple -only friends- if that hadn't happened- I know that seems kinda weird- a first kiss like that the same night we met-
things just work weird that way sometimes- It took a coupla days to well I guess work out the kinks- establish ourselves as official and everything- but since it was after midnight we picked our anniversary as Feb 1st 2000... which
means we've got a little more than a month at the moment- We got valentines day among many other really nice times together- His group of friends accepted me automatically- wich is really cool- it's nice to know
that there are still decent and wonderful people in the world like them- They're also wonderful because it's such an unlikely combination of people- I almost feel proud to be a part of them- lauging at society and all the
stereotypes and prejudices (how do you spell that?) when you can have two goths a freak a hippie a jock or two a couple of different ethnicities a prep and an affluent all walking and laughing in a group down the grimey streets
of Richmond... In sort of less than a day I went from being totally alone to having a great guy, a huge group of good friends, being a preacher (it's a comic) fan, and part of a club- the APB films commitee :) (and no I don't like
commas very much thanks)... amazing how the world works- Chris has pretty much moved in with me- over at my place every possibe moment- and times are good again- my art is only suffering minorly having to share it's time with a social
life and I've been exposed to Twisters and Goth Night- which is just too much fun- a chance to let the side of me that loves to make a statement and let loose a little out... Thanks Chris- for saving me from myself like only a
few others know how- I love you- and I'll see you soon! kiss!
And because I know you're all curled up in the fetal positon trying not to be sick right now I figure I'll help that along with some more pics of us! he he he evil laugh!:
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