This goes a little more into detail about my mysterious night mentioned in Kick Rocks...
Let's just say I was just headed home...let's just say I would absolutely never do something so stupid to park in front of Adam's garage in the middle of the night...let's just say I was coming down the rims and a certain ghost told me that was what I was suppose to do that night! I came off the rims and took a right instead of a left...we do not live too far from one another...well and that night I was certain he did not even live there...it definently looks abandoned and ghostly! I parked my car and left all my belongings inside...my purse, my phone, my cash, my cigs...my half black and white wolf Walmart Tshirt that I loved. ETC. I think maybe the plan was to get back in my car and leave, but by the time I walked the perimeter of the shop, and dropped a brick and smoke in the garbage can...I was off on an adventure. All the windows were boarded up. He calls me creepy, I say where he lives is more creepy than me! And there were clues everywhere...all set up for me!!! I walked by his neighbor sitting on the porch and said..."ah there's a ghost." I walked up the street and saw some female ghosts and asked them for a cigarette. I found some broken balloons tied to a mailbox and they were little umbilical cords (black). This is the same night I saw Big Rick's family on King Avenue...they are dead but appeared to me and I went to tell him that night.
And just like that Billings, MT became a Ghost Town to me. I walked down 6th Avenue...found a pirate house...they had a metal fish/ship looking thing at their entrance. It was an apartment building and I walked through it...sat on their patio and I had matches I had been carrying around. This prolly looked like an arson scene...but the arson scene was in an outhouse with toilet paper...I walked on 6th...picked up an Aquafina water bottle off the ground. Yes I pick up garbage alot when I am crazy! I carried it for 10 more blocks and filled it with a large display fountain water....gross! That was at the hospital...but first I walked through North Park and sat there for awhile. I could see a mirage of happy people in the gazebo across from me picnicking or playing cards drinking. I could tell they were not really real, and Jake was talking to me keeping me from being afraid. He was in the trees...all of them. It was pretty neat, oh and I was wearing a long flowy piratey black dress...at least I wasn't naked this time!
So then yeah...I met a dwarf named Bob. There was this beautiful garden surrounding Prairie Towers and I was enamored by it. Jake was in everything and he was giving me gifts. I was following clues and it all led to gifts. The decor of Prairie Towers was magical and so was meeting Bob! He was a rocker dwarf with long hair and a beard...he must have been watching me in their garden from surveillance lol. He was nice enough...I am sure he knew I was looney tunes and tried to give me some water from the hose...but it didn't work. Off I went to the clinic, very thirsty!
So a few blocks later I do this Romeo and Juliet scene by the fountain. I would drink this poison for you Jake. Well shit I didn't know that the fountain water was gonna make my chest burn and make me want to vomit...so of course since I am at the Billings Clinic, I go into my favorite home away from home, and let them know I am poisoned...but we are all dead here, so really it was a dramatization. They give me bag to vomit in, and I breath (fake hyperventilate) into it and start shouting medical terms and giving orders. Remember when I am psychotic I could be a famous actress lol. They get security...security are soul swappers...never who they seem. I sit and turn the vomit bag into a symbol of my eternal connection to my soul mates...yes you got it, an umbilicus. I sit and hold that plastic vomit bag cord like I was protecting life itself. I just sat there silently in the ER waiting room chair until time was up, and I was ready to leave. Done with the drama. I don't really remember what happened next exactly, besides being escorted off the property all the way to 27th street...I know it wasn't anything bad, they just didn't want me there...which is weird they didn't admit me for psych, cause I was admitted the next day anyway. I know that I had asked for a ride...from Yellow Cab because psych gives rides after a visit, and I said "why not before a visit?" LOL.
So down by Albertson's I meet the scariest looking bunch of natives I have ever seen sitting on a park bench. I don't believe they are who they appear to be. They are drunk and toothless and laughing hysterically...I tell them I am a ghost! They give me some cheese curds...very nice and I sit on the bench and we sing native songs...lol. So then we walk over to the Hilton. I go in by myself. I ask for a bathroom..."no we don't...you can't use it." OH REALLY. So without any thought whatsoever, I see some apples in a tiered basket...I grab it with my right hand and she says 'You can't have that!" So without even looking where I am throwing...I fast pitch that sucker across the room and SPLAT! It hits a brick wall and splatters to the floor. I shall love to see that scene in ConCord...the "Hilton's" lol. And a freaking BRICK WALL how poetic!!! Splat!
So she says she is calling the cops. Ok I will wait outside. I chill and smoke a cigarette with a Pall Mall smoker on their luscious patio. Cops come. "Nope not on anything officers!" I called one of them "Eben" cause he looked just like a friend from high school. They just gave me a ride home...and my Green Pontiac G6 Mystery Machine? It was totally left at Adams...and impounded to the tune of $450.
I was taken to the hospital the next day for painting myself white from head to toe on my porch in bra and panties...going over to say hi to neighbors and such. This has been fun..real fun, but I am ready to chill for a bit!
Let's just say I was just headed home...let's just say I would absolutely never do something so stupid to park in front of Adam's garage in the middle of the night...let's just say I was coming down the rims and a certain ghost told me that was what I was suppose to do that night! I came off the rims and took a right instead of a left...we do not live too far from one another...well and that night I was certain he did not even live there...it definently looks abandoned and ghostly! I parked my car and left all my belongings inside...my purse, my phone, my cash, my cigs...my half black and white wolf Walmart Tshirt that I loved. ETC. I think maybe the plan was to get back in my car and leave, but by the time I walked the perimeter of the shop, and dropped a brick and smoke in the garbage can...I was off on an adventure. All the windows were boarded up. He calls me creepy, I say where he lives is more creepy than me! And there were clues everywhere...all set up for me!!! I walked by his neighbor sitting on the porch and said..."ah there's a ghost." I walked up the street and saw some female ghosts and asked them for a cigarette. I found some broken balloons tied to a mailbox and they were little umbilical cords (black). This is the same night I saw Big Rick's family on King Avenue...they are dead but appeared to me and I went to tell him that night.
And just like that Billings, MT became a Ghost Town to me. I walked down 6th Avenue...found a pirate house...they had a metal fish/ship looking thing at their entrance. It was an apartment building and I walked through it...sat on their patio and I had matches I had been carrying around. This prolly looked like an arson scene...but the arson scene was in an outhouse with toilet paper...I walked on 6th...picked up an Aquafina water bottle off the ground. Yes I pick up garbage alot when I am crazy! I carried it for 10 more blocks and filled it with a large display fountain water....gross! That was at the hospital...but first I walked through North Park and sat there for awhile. I could see a mirage of happy people in the gazebo across from me picnicking or playing cards drinking. I could tell they were not really real, and Jake was talking to me keeping me from being afraid. He was in the trees...all of them. It was pretty neat, oh and I was wearing a long flowy piratey black dress...at least I wasn't naked this time!
So then yeah...I met a dwarf named Bob. There was this beautiful garden surrounding Prairie Towers and I was enamored by it. Jake was in everything and he was giving me gifts. I was following clues and it all led to gifts. The decor of Prairie Towers was magical and so was meeting Bob! He was a rocker dwarf with long hair and a beard...he must have been watching me in their garden from surveillance lol. He was nice enough...I am sure he knew I was looney tunes and tried to give me some water from the hose...but it didn't work. Off I went to the clinic, very thirsty!
So a few blocks later I do this Romeo and Juliet scene by the fountain. I would drink this poison for you Jake. Well shit I didn't know that the fountain water was gonna make my chest burn and make me want to vomit...so of course since I am at the Billings Clinic, I go into my favorite home away from home, and let them know I am poisoned...but we are all dead here, so really it was a dramatization. They give me bag to vomit in, and I breath (fake hyperventilate) into it and start shouting medical terms and giving orders. Remember when I am psychotic I could be a famous actress lol. They get security...security are soul swappers...never who they seem. I sit and turn the vomit bag into a symbol of my eternal connection to my soul mates...yes you got it, an umbilicus. I sit and hold that plastic vomit bag cord like I was protecting life itself. I just sat there silently in the ER waiting room chair until time was up, and I was ready to leave. Done with the drama. I don't really remember what happened next exactly, besides being escorted off the property all the way to 27th street...I know it wasn't anything bad, they just didn't want me there...which is weird they didn't admit me for psych, cause I was admitted the next day anyway. I know that I had asked for a ride...from Yellow Cab because psych gives rides after a visit, and I said "why not before a visit?" LOL.
So down by Albertson's I meet the scariest looking bunch of natives I have ever seen sitting on a park bench. I don't believe they are who they appear to be. They are drunk and toothless and laughing hysterically...I tell them I am a ghost! They give me some cheese curds...very nice and I sit on the bench and we sing native songs...lol. So then we walk over to the Hilton. I go in by myself. I ask for a bathroom..."no we don't...you can't use it." OH REALLY. So without any thought whatsoever, I see some apples in a tiered basket...I grab it with my right hand and she says 'You can't have that!" So without even looking where I am throwing...I fast pitch that sucker across the room and SPLAT! It hits a brick wall and splatters to the floor. I shall love to see that scene in ConCord...the "Hilton's" lol. And a freaking BRICK WALL how poetic!!! Splat!
So she says she is calling the cops. Ok I will wait outside. I chill and smoke a cigarette with a Pall Mall smoker on their luscious patio. Cops come. "Nope not on anything officers!" I called one of them "Eben" cause he looked just like a friend from high school. They just gave me a ride home...and my Green Pontiac G6 Mystery Machine? It was totally left at Adams...and impounded to the tune of $450.
I was taken to the hospital the next day for painting myself white from head to toe on my porch in bra and panties...going over to say hi to neighbors and such. This has been fun..real fun, but I am ready to chill for a bit!
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