I was approached last night, as I was exiting Cooper Hall on campus, by a classmate of mine. We were making idle chit-chat and whatnot when the conversation steered into a rather......undecisive, direction.
Me: I never realized that was her twin until a few weeks ago, I spotted her sitting outside of the classroom and then I walked inside and saw her there too! I was like, ‘whoa, that’s weird’. It tripped me out.
Him: I know, right?
Me: Uh-huh
Him: [Telling some story about the vines that are snaking up his fathers house and looking at them and I have no fucking clue, because by this time I have completely tuned this guy out and am thinking about why I decided to fall in step with this douchewad.]
Me: Uh-huh
[Now he has stopped and is looking at me, clearing having asked me a question to which I did not answer. And cannot answer because I have not heard a word homeboy said since ‘right?’]
Me: Huh?
Him: What’s your feelings on those?
Me: Whats my feelings on what?
Him: Psychedelics?
Me: [thinking maybe this is some new band I have not yet heard of] Uh, no opinion?
Him: [raises eyebrow] Oh, uh……
Me: [Quickly changing my course of direction] Huh. Uh. Okay well see ya next week!
I walked away a little befuddled. Was I really just solicited to participate in some mind-altering freak fest with this crazy kid who I had just met? Is there some alternative meaning for psychedelic, like, is it code for say ‘pumpkin spiced latte’? Should I be at all concerned that he was carrying a rather large block of wood he had swiped from somewhere on campus?
Well, lets put it to a vote.
[EDIT: The polling mechanism is not working right now (AHEM! Blogger team). Unfortunatly, you cannot cast your vote. I will however, be accepting absentee ballots. ]
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