Saturday, September 19th, 2009.

Tonight,

I walked through the darkness to meet Cara in a local park. Blah, blah, blah - we smoked cigarettes and talked. On the way home, I walked through the darkness - darker darkness. I met a strange stranger who I will refer to as Dustin - in honour of a fellow I know who he reminded me of.

Dustin: What's up?
Kaitlin: Nothing? What's up?
Dustin: Do you have any money?
Kaitlin: Are you "mugging" me?
Dustin: I'm not "mugging" you. I'm asking you if you have any money.
Kaitlin: In a park, in the dark. Haha, that rhymed.
Dustin: You're strange.
Kaitlin: You're a mugger.
Dustin: No, I'm not. So, do you have any money?
Kaitlin: I have seventeen cents. - The truth- .
Dustin: Do you have anything else?
Kaitlin: I have a cigarette, a red Bic lighter, and some stupid shit. - I had three cigarettes, four Bic lighters, and some stupid shit - .
Dustin: What kind of shit?
Kaitlin: Razor blades and toilet paper. - The honest to God truth - .
Dustin: Why do you have razor blades? - The toilet paper wasn't questionable? I had toilet paper in case I needed to pee - .
Kaitlin: To cut myself.
Dustin: You shouldn't cut yourself.
Kaitlin: You shouldn't mug people.
Dustin: Whatever. I'll take the seventeen cents. And the cigarette and lighter.
Kaitlin: It's in pennies. The cigarette is a Studio and the lighter is half empty. - Which is also half full, I suppose - .
Dustin: I'll take it.
Kaitlin: Okay.
Dustin: Thanks.
Kaitlin: Oh no, thank you.
Dustin: Okay, bye.
Kaitlin: Goodbye.

Then he returned to the park from whence he came. Oh, and he reminded me of a fellow I know because he smelled like Axe and lemons. Dustin wore Axe body spray and drank lemon gin.

- 1991kmh