There Ain't No Reason Things Are This Way, It's How They've Always Been, And They Intend To Stay...

Ain't No Reason - Brett Dennon


So tonight was a night filled with awkward revelations.


So I go to pick my amiga, GirlIWasOnceMadlyInLoveWith, or GIWOMILW, or GWOMIL, or LB, if I may, at the airport. So I borrow my friend's car, and I hit up the airport, and it was magical.

So I pull up in the pick-up zone, and I get out of the car. It's at this point that I hear someone say, "Baby!Bro?" Well I suppose she didn't say Baby!Bro, but you get the point. Anyhoo. So I look over, and I don't recognize this girl at all. Oh shit. Why does this always happen?

So she says to me "do you know me?" "Um...yes?" "Libby?" "OH RIGHT!!!"

It's this girl who lives with one of my friends. I've met her several times. I'm so so bad with names.

Anyhoo, I say to her, "so who's coming to get you?" "Well I'm waiting for the shuttle." "Well no you're not. Get in the car." "Oh thank God."

She then points to some boy standing behind her, "hey this kid is waiting for the shuttle too..." "Well then he's getting in the car too." So stranger boy hops in.

So we're all chatting it up in the car, listening to my bomb Airport mix, hoping this kid isn't going to kill and eat us, and we start to approach campus. So I ask stranger boy where he lives, and after he tells me his apartment complex, I say "Oh! My friends Andromeda and Omega (most bomb pretend names ever? yes) live there!" "Hey, I live right across from them!" "NO WAY!" It's at this point that I realize that stranger boy and I met very briefly several weeks ago. God damn! But thank goodness neither of us remembered.


So basically, the conclusion that I've come to is that I need to come up with some system to better remember names. Because I'm super super bad at it.