august 2000
at st vital mall, waiting for the bus to go to my dad's place. going to the wrong bus stop. we have to wait a very long time, with two friends. we sit at the stop for a while and then we get confused. i realize we're on the wrong side of the street. i say "we have to go across the street" and they argue with me but i go anyway and they follow. we wait and wait, i eat an orange and wonder what time it is. friends m and j are with me and they try to convince me to go with them around the corner to see this "thing" they keep trying to describe to me, some kind of art piece. i don't want to go i want to catch the bus they keep trying to convince me to go but i still say no. finally the bus comes, crowded. we get on. at my mom's house. it's haunted and i'm a bit scared but not really. strange things happen a bit and i imagine there's going to be more. i go upstairs and have a bath. there's two babies in the bathtub, one has pink ahi. i move them out of the bathtub and play with them a bit. then it's like i'm watching a tv show, there's a woman, she's trying to find her place. she tries to be many things, preppy, goth, 80's style chick. the brother from frasier is there and they try many things together, dance competitions and stuff. they get weird awards. i come by and pick one up. james brown is walking by, we talk about it. it looks like an old sewing machine with two hangers sticking out of the top painted green. james tells me the hangers are worth money, i thank him and go to a pawn shop with boyfriend. the guy pays 9$ each for the hangers but the sewing machine turns into a shirt and he won't buy it. it's a poet's shirt, nice looking.
