May 2013
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French For, Yea Sure - Pt. 2 (Adult Content)
The night was coming to an end. I’d been making out with Nora, the Au Pair, for some time. Her lips were thin on the sides and plump in the middle. Combined with her full cheeks, she gave off a classy European type of look. It also meant that she pecked at my lips. I tried to remedy it by biting her lightly. She hugged me tightly each time.
I’d abandoned my friends that night. It was better...
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French For, Yea Sure - Pt. 1
I was supposed to meet Desean and several other guys in Greenwich Village. I took the train in on my own and planned on meeting them at the bar I frequented. Back when I was 21, this meant any bar would do in the meantime. So I avoid the packed bar, which happened to be my favorite. I wasn’t quite ready to face the crowd. There was no line outside, but peeking inside left me slightly...
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Don't Let Me Down
Carrie was a girl I met by sharing a smoke. It was a few weeks away from 2012. I wanted to talk to her friend but ended up making out with her instead. She was short and cute. I called her Zoey because she had bangs and kind of reminded me of Zoey Deschanel. She mentioned that she got that a lot. I kind of smirked because she wasn’t thin like her and it was really only her bangs that gave...
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Life's a Test and I Get Bad Marks
“Making two stops,” I stated to the cab driver.
“Nooo problem,” the driver answered.
It was a new cab company. I’d randomly gotten into his cab one night when I was desperate to get somewhere. The man gave me his card and told me they were new in town. A few phone calls later and he’s my go to guy. Even if he doesn’t answer his phone, he makes sure to...
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Tap On My Window
It was the Halloween of 2012 when I decided to risk it and stay in the city. I figured if it was going to flood, there would be no real escape even at my parents’ place. In truth, I was just procrastinating. Like an idiot, I held off on going to parking garages early. Word spread quickly and by the time I decided to get ready, it was too late. Even leaving the city wasn’t an option...
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Where It's At
First thing’s first. I take out the trash. No reason to let it wait and risk spilling it on myself after taking a shower. I know my older brother won’t do it, so the task is mine alone to accomplish. It’s annoying to carry down three flights, but it’s best to just get it over with. I have a beer waiting for me when I return.
One beer is a good start. Might as well. I pop...
April 2013
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Turn the Lights Off, Carry Me Home
It was past 1 AM when Garrett arrived. It must have been 4 or 5 years ago. It was the day before I hung out with Kelly. Garrett was always late. I was never upset or even annoyed really. I mean, who was I to judge? Up to this day I still am notorious for keeping people waiting. Garrett and I were pretty much alike when it came to this.
Garrett’s inevitable tardiness was mostly due to...
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A Moment for Indifference
I was a Sophomore and one of the best players on my JV Lacrosse team. I played Attack, primarily behind and around the Goalie. This was called the crease. This was all before the Goalie essentially got expelled and I was forced to play every position.
I didn’t have the greatest ball skills. In fact, I tended to over think every move I made. This made me doubt myself and in turn made me...
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I'm a Pig and a Dog, Excuse Me If I Drool (Adult...
I got out of bed and she pulled the sheets over her body. She took the comforter and let it cover everything below her neck. It was cold. I walked out of my room and quietly closed the door behind me. I wasn’t sure if anyone was home. It was better to be safe.
I can’t remember who it was. It must have been someone familiar but I can’t be sure. The only real facts I can remember...
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True Rules For Old Inventions
Ben Stiller walked by a fan holding a cup of soda. He knocked it out of his hands and stared him down as he walked onto the dodge-ball court. He gave him a face, complete with his ridiculous mustache, and my brother laughed. “That’s exactly the type of asshole I’m going to be as soon as I lose weight,” he exclaimed. He kept laughing. He even imitated smacking...
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So Fucking Happy I Could Cry
I’ve spent the past week wondering. Am I a good guy that does bad things? I think I used to be. Whether it was funny or some kind of dare, I was more than willing. It was always in good fun, never serious. I’d say some of the more risque stuff was a bit of curiosity mixed in with booze. I rarely ever felt bad. It’s probably because deep down I’ve always been a nice guy. At...
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Tomorrow's Just an Excuse
Rachael walked past me in a quick manner. I could feel her eyes on me as she walked by. She kept her neck stiff and went to the back of the bar. I put my drink down and followed her. I saw the door close behind her. She had walked out to the smoker’s lounge.
I opened the door and looked up the stairs. She was seated on the steps leading up. I walked up the few steps there were and sat down...
March 2013
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The First Face That I Saw
I dislike the use of cliches. Even so, I’ll hear one that intrigues me and gets me thinking on my drives back and forth from work. This was the best day of my life. For some people it’s when they graduate, get a dream job, or start a family. Maybe it’s finding someone to care for. I didn’t graduate though. I also have no significant other. They’re all kind of the same...
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Nothing Gets Crossed Out
My brother called out to me from the living room. “Yo Michael!”
I rolled my eyes. I was on Reddit reading something that had caught my attention. I made sure to bookmark it and frustratingly answered, “What?”
“Are you going to Jake & Sarah’s wedding?”
I paused to see if he said anything else. “Yea, why?”
“No nothing,” he...
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The Boys Are Out Tonight
Matt was holding in his laughter on the phone. “If it gets too hot, I may have to take off early,” he explained.
I laughed and answered, “Yea, I know what you mean. We don’t really have to stay long.”
“Let me get this straight though. You barely even know this guy?”
“Well, I mean, I did Molly with him. He’s good friends with Cal.”
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This Ones Not for Show - Pt. 4 (Adult Content)
The vodka made me zone in and out of consciousness. I had no memory of how I ended up downstairs. It wasn’t as crowded as it looked from above. Although, it could have been because it was getting late. I had no concept of time. I didn’t even know where I was anymore.
I was on auto-pilot, following Matt through the crowd. I couldn’t remember where Barry had gone. I was still...
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This Ones Not for Show - Pt. 3
I finished my first glass of vodka quickly. It was rough trying to mow through it. The flavor and type of kick it has is unpleasant but bearable. I refused to mix it, even though the waitress brought us two Red Bulls, because I always liked to taste what I was drinking. It was a good way to keep track of all the alcohol I was imbibing, or so I thought.
Barry suddenly walked into our room. I was...
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This Ones Not for Show - Pt. 2
I gave the man in the suit my license and credit card. I followed him into the club and gave one last look at the massive line outside. Matt entered last and the bouncer closed the rope behind him. The well dressed man led me up the side of the club.
The man greeted several women as we walked up a large stairwell. He even stopped to briefly chat with an incredible looking blonde. I felt a bit...
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This Ones Not for Show - Pt. 1
It was towards the middle of my trip to Vegas. My health appeared to be returning, although my back was still killing me. Drinking wasn’t a problem anymore. Matt and I decided to branch out on our own. The reason being, my brother and his friend decided to play cards. Matt and I were of a decidedly different mindset. Our sole intention was to meet women and experience Vegas. We could play...
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For Awhile I Was Suspect
Randy’s birthday is on Friday. I met him through Cal when we were hanging out in Brooklyn. Randy is an open homo-sexual, while Cal is bi-sexual. I knew about Cal for a long time but didn’t really talk about it until the night I had to come to his defense. As for Randy, he talked about it openly and without reserve. It was cool to talk to him because all we spoke about was sex. He got...
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At Least Pretend You Didn't Want to Get Caught
It was damn near two months and counting. The Sugar Baby who was living in my brother’s room was making herself at home. I cringed when I heard her laugh while watching television in my living room. I stayed in my room for the most part, only leaving to pay for food or grab a drink. Otherwise, I made sure to make plans and generally stay out.
My brother stayed an extra few days at his...
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In the Same Old Haunts, I Find My Friends
Luke is a guy I’ve known for awhile. I first heard about him the day after I was released from jail in Las Vegas. He was a lawyer and a friend of a friend. My brother had called up everyone he could. Luke ended up hearing about my situation and being realistic with everyone. There was nothing he could do but laugh and we all would just have to weather the storm, hope for the best. Luke could...
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Coordinate Brain & Mouth - Pt. 2
Rachael was a beer drinker. Occasionally, I’d buy her and the rest of her friends shots. She’d take one but she much preferred a bottle of beer over mixed drinks or bombs. The conversation was much like her drink; light. We would wander off sporadically only to wind up talking to each other later on at a new spot of the bar.
Hank chose to interrupt us early on in the night. “So...
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Coordinate Brain & Mouth - Pt. 1
The scandalous night in which I drunkenly allowed a few girls to discover my phone’s sex pictures resulted in the obligatory hangover. I tried to forget about the potential consequences and went straight to work upon awakening. I was hours late. No one said anything as I walked in. I simply exchanged nods with my coworker. It was routine.
The anxiety crept up on me. I was there for a about...
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Something Good, Somewhere Else - Pt. 2
I was at work on time Friday. It felt good being there and being in complete control. Having someone else share responsibility always made me irritable. It was mainly because if I worked harder, it meant I was doing their job. There was no incentive for me. Even if I did make more money, I knew, realistically, where it would end up. So I half-assed it whenever possible.
That Friday I was wide...
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Something Good, Somewhere Else - Pt. 1
It was 6AM and I had an hour and a half of sleep left at best. Even though it was Saturday, I had to actually go to work. It wasn’t the same routine as usual. This meant I couldn’t show up whenever I decided to roll out of bed. Usually I just made an appearance and stayed until closing. No, this particular Saturday required I be on time. So I lay under my sheets staring at that cable...
February 2013
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Don't Steal & Don't Lie
A few months ago, I walked straight to the back of the bar. Most of the regulars hung out there and I was friends with them. I didn’t hang out with most of them other than at the bar, but it was fun to take shots and talk about stupid crap that was going on.
Ralph was a regular that I had met during my bar scare. He and his girl friend listened to me bring up how dire my situation was....
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Keep Your Hair Spotless and Clean - Pt. 2
“Naomi! Hey.” I looked at her as she walked up to me.
“Hey.” She joined me outside of the bar. It was cold so she kept her hands in her pockets. “How are you?”
“I’m good how are you?” My two friends had already gone inside. I wished I could join them.
“I’m okay.” There was a pause as I tried not to maintain eye contact. She...
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Keep Your Hair Spotless and Clean - Pt. 1
I met Jacob and his roommate at the bar. If there were 15 people there, then 14 of them were men. It was a terrible way to start the night. It was barely worth mentioning. I felt the burden of the night on my shoulders. After all, I was the one that told Jacob to come all the way over from Brooklyn. Valentine’s Day was proving to be difficult.
I quickly felt the booze taking over. “I...
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Sometimes I Give Myself the Creeps
I handed my phone over to Rachael. She held it and was ready to take a picture of the two of us. I’m not sure what prompted me to want to take a picture, but she stood there looking at the screen attempting to figure it out. To my dread, I had forgotten about the pictures I had taken the prior night.
On the bottom left corner was a preview of the last picture. I hadn’t thought of...
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Mysteries Not Ready to Reveal
“Really?” I asked. “The Meatpacking district doesn’t seem like your scene.”
“It’s for my website,” Matt answered. “The people who run the revenue service are hosting a party at this swanky hotel. It should be cool and anyway, I have a plus one. If you’re up for it.”
“Sounds good to me. I’m always up for...
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Pull Up My Collar, Face the Day - Pt. 2
It took me a few minutes to realize that the guy who had the same pea coat as me was also with my brother and friends. He was with his own friend as well. They were the only ones not wearing ‘Free Michael’ shirts. I’d guess that it was my brother, Matt & Barry who were the ones camped out of the police station.
The pea coat guy held out his hand for me to shake. I met mine...
January 2013
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Pull Up My Collar, Face the Day - Pt. 1
I don’t know how they did it, but they found me. My hotel room phone rang loudly. I could hear it through the sliding doors that led to my room. I had only slept sporadically throughout my night in jail. I didn’t even know what day it was much less the hour. I stumbled out of the nirvana that was my bed and picked up the receiver.
“Hello?” I was essentially waiting for...
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Listen to Yourself Churn - Pt. 6 (Adult Content)
The original plan was to hang outside of Pascha. I knew there was a cover. There had to be. I just wanted to talk to people. I needed to talk. I made it a purpose to attempt to meet women, but I honestly had no control over who I interacted with. So Pascha seemed like the place to be. It was past 5AM when Jacob and I got there.
There was no line outside. The streets were empty except for the...
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Listen to Yourself Churn - Pt. 5 (Adult Content)
The first girls I talked to were from South America. They were at the front of the bar and had just finished a cigarette. Both girls were relatively cute. I wasn’t in love with them, but the Molly sure had me thinking otherwise. I couldn’t help myself.
“I’m Hispanic too!” I exclaimed. I didn’t wait for a response. I couldn’t. “Can you guess where...
