Chapter 3
Moving on
Mark and I had still stayed freinds and I went to a Thanksgiving dinner with him and his girl friend and we were to pick up a girlfriend of hers suddenly something remarkable happenend , as I sat on the couch of that strangers house . The most strikingly perfect Image walked in
and she was wearing the same hat that I had on -she did not share the same emotion as she wheeled around and exited the room only to return hat-less . I laughed out loud her name was Lora , from that moment forward I knew that I had to get my shit together because she was the one I wanted. After finally saving some money I moved into my first apartment, it was a dingy little one-bedroom hole on the worst side of town and I had two roommates (both girls) and no money an old couch that some one was throwing out. But damn them all it was mine and I did enjoy that I could say “hey lets go hang out at my pad” has that Rico Suave sound about it(even though it was a dump). And to top it all off it was less than a block from work and since I was now a regular smoker it was right behind the liquor store (bonus the attendant let us buy beer without ID) but such a thing was a only for the special times the rest of the time it was malt-o-meal and water .