I was in the office and he lync’d me about visiting. All I could think was not the next two days cause I already have plans, and it was Wednesday? He said he’d be in town tonight and tomorrow and I was all fuck, because I couldn’t back out of the things I planned over a month ago, not that I’d want to.
I explained briefly that sorry, I couldnt meet up. He then asked me for a favor in case this one guy at work threw a fit and he needed me to revise something. I was all sure. We talked about him flipping out over little things and I said the guy needed a script to calm down but forgot what it was. Then we were sitting at lunch at a table outside and he mentioned it being nice and was glad I could make time for it today since it’d be the last. He mentioned this strip he was gonna walk down to kill time but it was all goths and punks down there. This was LA. I guess I’d just moved to LA, and was a little overwhelmed at learning the new city and conforming, not only to the scene if I wanted to do well socially, but to the general population in that city. There was a guy sitting on a bench who looked kinda like Mendez, only closer in attire to my scene, he talked about the standards and how people automatically judge when things aren’t right. I showed a photo from when I went out a while ago and he said how my make up was on point but my hair wasn’t, it was mundane lol. And idk a lot about the crazy fluffy pinup or big hair, part of it from my hair being so thick curls would fall flat in 20 minutes. He mentioned part of it being cut, since my layers are blunt and choppy that would make it harder and to have my hair cut differently so it’d be easier. He mentioned getting a contact while working fast food and some guy was a stylist working two jobs. I asked for his info and took it down. We were now sitting in these chais indoors. Jamie was sitting next to Josh in chairs against the other wall. I asked a question while commenting on something and it was directed at Josh but he ignored it so I pretended I didn’t ask and kept going on my info gathering. Jamie called him out on not answering and he said he’d missed it since he was paying attention to the phone in his hand.
There was a group of ladies coming into the room for their meeting so we had to leave. Everyone left and I was sitting on another bench across from dad talking about how I was nervous because I never had to learn Phoenix, never had to conform to it. It taught me since I grew up there, and other places like Tucson took their cues from Phoenix, they were sister scenes. Vegas was so small and unestablished it didn’t matter where you started. Was I talking about the goth scene now or the IT industry? Having to relearn how to interact with the things I wanted in a new place, they were one in the same. We were moving like we were in a train or something but we weren’t, and the buildings became unstable as we slowly passed them until they started to crumble. We stood up and saw the road falling up ahead like we were about to go over a water fall or slam into one of the buildings. So we jumped and ended up on the 3rd floor of some building, maybe an apartment building? Another jump down looked so far away and I suggested walking to find stairs or an elevator.
Irl I’ve been stressed because I have a friend visiting me from Phoenix, not this weekend, but next weekend, which is a week earlier from when Josh estimates he might be out here. With my luck I’ve been concerned they’d both end up visiting at the same time, and the first visits been planned out for over a month and I can’t ditch them for a conversation no matter how much I’d like to have it. I really hope that doesn’t happen.