So yesterday at 7:30 Liberty woke me up because my damn alarms didn’t go off, and luckily enough she barely remembered to wake me up. I gave her a ride to work and I headed to the train station.
I visited my friend Nikki yesterday, one hell of a trip lasting from about 9am until 11:15am.
I boarded the Union Pacific North towards Clyborn, the norm, usually would take it to Ravenswood when heading to the Metro for a show.
I did some bad, which turned out better, planning though. I thought at Clyborn I would have a two hour “lay over”, more so sit-on-my-ass-and-smoke-cigarettes. I got off the train and walked down the steps, snapped a few photos and headed to the other side of the platform. I asked a girl that I think was in her mid thirties when the next train was due, and it just so happened I only had to wait 30 minutes, not the projected two hours.
At 10:48 I got on the Union Pacific Northwest towards Arlington Park, a pretty boring 40 minute train ride. A few stops down a guy came on with his bike, and I just happened to be sitting in the folding seat area where his bike had to go. So for the next 20 minutes I stood in between the cars waiting for a spot to open up, and eventually one did.
I arrived in Arlington Park at 11:20 or so, 2 hours ahead of what I was expecting to. I got a lot of reading done, almost 100 pages on my book in that time. Nikki was getting off of work at 1, and I knew she wouldn’t be there right away because she didn’t know I was there; her cellio device is disabled at the moment.
Then 2pm rolled around there was no sign of her. As a last resort I looked at the train schedule and figured I could either hop back to Kenosha via the 2:29 or 4:29 train. Shortly after that, though, a red PT Cruiser came down, with girls screaming and some kind of music from hell blaring. Up rolled Nikki with three other people. Two of them were her friends Sam and Monica, and then her cousin Amanda.
The whole ride to Nikki’s house was full of them, minus Nikki, singing at the top of their longs along with Barbie Girl by Aqua and Brittany Spears’ Crazy. I got to have my own fun though, some guys about 17 rode past on there bikes and were stopped. I asked them if they got a hold of the new Gnarkill CD, luckily they got the joke so it made it worth it.
For the whole time we just chilled at her house, talking, bullshittin, getting annoyed by Monica and Amanda. Monica is the loudest person with theeeeeee most annoying voice in the world. Sorry if you happen to be reading this for some reason.
There was some drama near the tail end between Sam and Monica, blah blah. The original plan was for me to catch the 6:29 train out, but I decided I may as well just take the 8:29, since I’d just have to wait 2 hours for sure this time at Clyborn if I took the 6:29.
Well time just happened to fly by, and it was about 8pm, so we headed out. We got to the station at about 8:19, I said good bye, etc, etc.
Everything went fine on the way home, until about 11:00 on the dot when I realized…I didn’t have my keys. A few hours being at her house I dug through the duffel bag Matt lent me, and I took my KEYS OUT OF IT FOR SOME REASON and set them on her table. In the quick scurry to leave, I totally had forgotten. I called Nikki instantly, and of course, they were right there.
The first plan was to just use my weekend pass and go down there early, but she had to pick up her car from the city I guess, or something like that, I was too mad at myself to make any sense of anything. I bit a hole in my lip.
I just got the spare keys for the Aztek from my parents, so now I can atleast drive down there and pick my keys up tonight.
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