Sunday, September 17, 2006

4. Another Party

This anecdote is dated November 15, 2001.

I was at a Harris party waiting in the beer line with Laura Matter when I saw Jamie Bourdon wearing an oversized salmon colored sweatshirt and listening to a CD player.

"What are you listening to, loser?" I asked politely.

He didn't respond.

"HEY. WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" I repeated.

He removed his headphones and scowled at me. I think he was listening to trance music.

Jamie frequently made and brought his own soundtracks to Harris parties. Sometimes, he would lock himself in a stall in the men's room and listen to Bright Eyes and wonder why life was worth living.

Another time, he dumped out a whole bowl of potato chips into his backpack. He then retreated to the middle of Mac field where he ate them so fast he got violently ill and spent the rest of the weekend nursing his trans fat hangover with Beat poetry and internet pornography.

That was a rough weekend.

1 comment:

jamie said...

the sweatshirt was black, jenni. black like your heart.

love, still, through all the pain,
jamie