Nickolati
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 the cumstain that is left on the wall 11 years after the party has ended
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(Originally posted on: 07-20-09 07:28:32 PM)
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The year was 2006.
I had just decided that for the sake of my own life and existence on the planet, I had to get the fuck out of Murfreesboro. I was eating too many drugs and was on the fast track to death. I woke up one morning with a fire, and decided that was the day I was going to make my escape. In a mad dash I threw all my stuff into my Ford Taurus and left the city.
I arrived in Clarksville with roughly $900 dollars to my name. I paid the security deposit on an apartment and moved in. After paying the deposit and the prorated rent amount, I was left with about 300 bucks. I went ahead and got the power turned on, which dropped me another $150. After that, I went ahead and got internet and a phone, which pretty much bled me dry. Needless to say, by the time I was finished, I was flat broke. I didn't have enough for Taco Bell, let alone groceries.
As far as possessions, I had a computer, my clothes, and a pillow. It was all I gave a fuck about in the entire world. I left some stuff in Murfreesboro, but it was just shit.
Anyway... fast forward a week. I am still looking for a job and freaking out. I haven't eaten in about 3 days and I am starting to feel like shit.
The phone rings!
Me - Hello?
Her - I heard you were back in town from a little bird!
Me - I don't think anyone knows yet... how do you?
Her - Looked that shit up online.
Blah Blah Blah
She eventually asked me if I wanted to go out for drinks. I explained that I hadn't eaten and I was flat broke. She told me not to worry about it and said she would pay for everything.
She took me to Outback Steakhouse. I ordered the Melbourne. After not eating for three days and wondering where my next meal was coming from, t his was a godsend. I devoured the 26 ounces of beef like a rabid dog eating a dead squirrel. She ate a salad and giggled as I tore that shit up.
I've been in some lame spots, but for some reason that steak seemed like a slice of God on a plate. It came from heaven and went directly in my belly.
Have you ever been down and out and just been thankful to be eating?
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