"Eric, hi it's Deric."
I was unprepared, "Oh my god, how are you?" I searched through my list of Derrick's because It didn't sound like skibumca's roommate Derrick... it sounded like my cousin Deric who hadn't spoken to me in years because of the relationship we had. But slowly it dawned on me that it really was him calling me.
So many things were going through my mind. Were we going to be cool again, friends? what made him call me? Did he read about himself in my journal? (whenever something happens shortly after I post something I always think this.
Sadly so little was coming out of my mouth, mostly, "Wow" and "oh my god." the conversation was very awkward. I think he regretted making the call as soon as he heard the stunned stupidity start falling from my mouth.
He is coming up to Folsom Street fair this weekend. I had forgotten about it until a chat with sabaoth reminded me. He broke up with Dwayne and was really excited to be coming for Folsom. Somewhere I asked if he needed a place to stay and the line went dead. Startled and sad i looked at the phone and thought, "I fucked up!"
But my phone rang again, "That was weird!" I heard coming from the other end. When the conversation got going again, I decided to rephrase my lost question. "Tom and I have a guest room if you need a place to stay." He already has a hotel, I guess it would be safer in case things are still weird between us. "So I was thinking we could get together for dinner or drinks or something," he said.
"Yeah, oh god, wow" came stupidly from my mouth again. It didn't get better. "I would love it if we could get together. and do stuff. you know what i mean, dinner or drinks. you know."
If we have any chance of being friends again i need to stop acting like I'm being asked to the prom. in my defense though I was unprepared. Bad Boyscout, no homos allowed.
Enola Gay - Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark - Sedated In The Eighties #3