Friendship Day

Ok, sooooooo August 4th was AMAZING!!! My friend, who we will call McGoober, and I had a blast I would say. I was running around the house like a mad man about 1.5 hrs before I was supposed to be there to walk with her to the beach. Oh shit, I couldn't help think to myself "where are my keys, what if I'm late, I can't be late, I hate being late". And about an hour and some change later I was there. LATE. She didn't seem to mind. As I was sitting my my car across from the house she lives in currently, just jammin to music like I do, she walked up and scared the shit out of me, but as soon as I saw her I felt this amazing glow inside of me surface and sort of explode from the center of my belly to the rest of my body and just hang in the middle of my chest. She told me she was going to move her car and that she'd be back around in a minute. All of a sudden I got super anxious, nervous, and giddy. WTF BP!! I never get nervous, anxious, or giddy around friends....ok maybe giddy. She's a very important friend you see. She came around and in hilarious fashion produced a parking permit. Sweet. There was already a date on there and it was for yesterday. After powdering her nose, she asked for a pen. When we couldn't find one, she (like mcguiver) busted out her eye liner and used it to cover up the numbers and doctor it so it worked! well done McGoober....Well done!! We were walking towards the beach and mind you this place is like 3 blocks from the old Cabrini Green, and as i turn right there's like 50 black people, kids, old folks, men and women. I literally stop in my tracks and panic, looking for L thinking horrible thoughts but remaining cool on the outside. Rule #1 Always maintain your composure in all circumstances. So I noticed she was just about to cross the street, and after catching some of the racist hate filled glares of the tribal folk, I took the fuck off towards L and crossed the street with her. Unfortunately for you 3 people that will read this, I won't divulge our conversation. Although I will tell you it did in fact revolve around me talking about how I finally worked up the balls to kiss a chick in a club, and it was super amazingly liberating. I still harbor some feelings for my xwife, however day by day they dwindle. We made it to jimmy johns, grabbed some sick subs, while i carried the cooler, she carried her luggage....bag....whatever you slobs call those oversized purses. Seriously, wtf you shitbags? who invented those? Backpacks are so much more practical and leaves your arms open in case you should get mugged!! Duh! or a Fannie Pack. Those are super cool....if you're a gay. I digress. We move out to walgreens pick up some chips and beer after much dilibiration, she flirts with me some and i flirt back, it's more or less playful banter between platonic friends. I believe there is a cute mutual attraction going on, but at this point in our lives, we're both just so emotionally wrecked, raped, and beaten, a realtionship would prove too damaging. Baseless sex would probably even be a bad thing! Christ, I've turned soft, but I have to remain respectful regardless. Fuck you, yea i realize she's a sexy gal, but no I will never take advantage of a girl like that. Correction (says my buddy J) I won't do it again. We make our way to the beach and hillariously, some young cop in what looks like a fucking Ghostbuster onsie is staring at L. You knjow what i'm talking about. It's like a military rip off. it has POLICE on one side and their NAME on the other like name tapes, and it zips up the middle.....totally makes cops look like shitbags. Scrawny shitbags, or Fat shitbags. The ripped up good looking cops wear regular uniforms or have the words NARC on their shirts. Anyhow, i let her know of my observation and she's like "oo where! UGH! I need to stop being attracted to that uniform thing!" Duh girl, but lo and behold, in front of us a group of firemen walk. I burst out laughing! We have some awesome convo and make it to the beach through the park, talking about highschool and silly things that come to mind, and how much life sucks when it does a 180 without warning. Once at the beach we watch a straight up dodgeball tourney on some hockey rink, one team just gets demolished haha, fucking hilarious. We had fun watching that, then we went to the sand. Beer, Wine, Jimmy johns and 2 old style mugs. Eat Shit, that's awesome. I have a retard friend reading this while i type and hes telling me to add flair, get sexy, and embelish. I'm sorry fag candy, when you write you blog about how small your penis is and your affection for anal, you can embellish all you'd like, this is MY blog biatch! haha. yes. i. lolz'd. We lay out the blanket, watch the sunset over chicago, and talk, and eat and drink. This hands down, is the most heartfelt and amazingly realaxing night of my life. We chat some more and do some cartwheels. i rock at them. she rocks more, just ever so slightly much so because she was a gymnasty person. haha we tried some other crazy shit in the sand and ended up laying down in a heap, laughing! Heap as in she was over THERE and i'm laying HERE, make no mistake friends, my scabby cock is staying put around this one! We chat a bit longer and I walk her home. She walks too fast so i tell her to slow down and enjoy everything God put in front of us, or something to that effect. We talk about love, i tell her that i do in fact Love her, as a friend could only love a friend. She hops in my car and we chat about some crazy sexual shit. BDSM, whips, tying up, being tied up, just everything crazy. I start getting turned on, but just keep it to myself haha fuck, this shit is fun though, not everyday a girl actually opens up about stuff like that. I thing we really enjoyed eachother that night. She eventually leaves. She has become my best friend.