angelak | Nov. 10th, 2003

Slow day. I know I haven't posted in at least a week, maybe two. So here it goes... Samhain.

It was an absurd day. The workday started off normal. I was hopeful to find out about the city rental. I knew if they wanted me in by Nov 1st, it would have to be something I found out about ON FRIDAY, which Samhain was Friday. I was over working with Matt's machine in Parks maintenance is, facilities happens to be there too. I ran into Barb, and Barb then told me that Al had given the go-ahead for me to sign the lease. So here I was, signing the lease on Samhain, like I made a big deal about. It was a day full of changes. The day seemed to spin away, and suddenly it was time to get off and work on Steve and my costumes. I worked with Chris on getting our Novell printing issues resolved. Somehow we got it working, and even I didn't know how. But we left well enough, because we'd been having Novell problems all that last week.

SO, next came costumes, getting ready to get Cristin and hang out at Cheryl's party, but I needed to get the truck. It turned out we were supposed to pick Nick up at BCC and show him how to get to Cheryl's. Somewhat disappointed at having to go to BCC and get out of our way, we went. And there Nick was, dressed like a cat, acting like a girl. This was my second time meeting him. He was socializing, and all I wanted was to get out of BCC. So we told him we'd meet him at parking lot N and for him to bring his car around.

AS we approach parking lot N, I hear a Camaro driving up, and I see the t tops. I exclaim, "oh look a Camaro.." as I run up to spy on it [I'm obsessed with Camaros] and lo and behold... there stands... my one and only... my baby... my blood, sweat, and tears, and more of James' blood sweat and tears... driving in circles in the parking lot.

BLACK BEAUTY.

I take off in a dead run towards it, lusting for the knowledge of the owner was. Searching for this car, I was, ever since it left the lot I traded it into. And here it was. Nick was behind the wheel. I lost my mind and began mumbling about, "my baby.." having found my baby. And Nick stared, tramatized.

I told him all about how I had owned it previously, all the work we'd done... but it was time to go. So I drove Steve's car not sure where I was going. Getting lost on Mercer Island I got out of the car and let James drive. I ran back to ride with Nick in Black Beauty. Everything was the same. The stickers, still there. The name, still there. My plaque, in silver engraved, stuck to the passenger dash that read, "BLACK BEAUTY." Still there. My friend... the old car. It was sereal. AFTER All that. The lease, and then Black beauty, all on Samhain night. It was too much for me to possibly comprehend! I was out of it. More hyper than I've been since back in 6th grade when I last got hyper. The concept was killer.

I begged Nick to drive it at the party, and he was purposely keeping the keys from me, as a measure to flirt or hit on me, I guess that's what the other guys told me. I didn't care, I just wanted to drive my old friend. I had always wished to have given it one last drive, especially after having bought my Teal V8 Camaro. So it was.

At last, I drove Black Beauty around Mercer Island. I've more to tell on the timeframe of all this. But for now I must tell it simple, or not at all on LJ. Talking to Nick, explaining what happened, why I was obsessed, and why I got rid of it, among other things....

Details to be described at home. So. Here be the story... Soon after I drove Black Beauty and realized how high pitched the exhaust sounded, as well as how long it took for my foot on the gas to actually kick in, when comparing it to the Teal Camaro... well, I began to build a new bond immediately with me old car. Especially after I started it up the first time after driving Black Beauty, and hearing how low and beautiful the V8 Exhaust sounded in comparison to Black Beauty's surly little V6 high pitch notes. And it was done. The world being so small, I had met Nick the week before.. and Black Beauty being a fateful car. I HAVE so much more to fill in. But not now. This will have to suffice. That night I went to Grandma's, got the truck and began moving things the next day to my new Duplex. A new era has begun.

-Angela