My visit to Muncie was amazing. As always…
Saturday night, I went with Levin and Kim to the bars. I was hoping it would just be a me and Kim thing, but Levin coming along helped. Incredibly close as I am with Kim, I’m still not the best talker, you know? So Levin coming along helped. Kim said one thing to me that really warmed me. Her boyfriend passed along a message to us letting us know to take care of her (he doesn’t drink). I hugged Kim and told her that of course I would take care of her – she knew that. Then she said that she’d told him that if there was anyone that J.D. didn’t have to worry about whether they’d take care of her, it was me. I didn’t react that much to it, but it was just another wonderful, wonderful thing to hear.
Anyway, we had fun. I found I love Captain and Cokes, even more than I thought I did. Kim apparently drinks vodka cranberries. I paid for all her drinks because I owed her from her 21st birthday. Paid for her Taco Bell afterwards, too. You could say I’m kind of nice to people I really care about. That was all we did Saturday, because both Kim and Levin have been going to sleep earlier than I have.
Sunday, I went to church, then went to lunch at Applebee’s with Kim. I wanted to see her one more time before I left, because, as always, I never know when I’m going to see her again, so I want to spend as much time with her as I can. And that’s when the second awesome Kim thing happened: I realized that I still had Melanie’s phone number in my wallet. I’d kept it when she gave it to me, just on the off chance that she was The One, that I’d have that as a memento. Obviously, that wasn’t necessary any more. She asked me if I’d talked to her, and I said I’d erased all record of her number from my phone, then realized I still had the piece of paper. When I got the paper out, I handed it to Kim, who promptly ripped it into little pieces without even glancing at it.
Now, I’ve never been explicitly defended by a girl about a girl. I know a lot of people have. But that was sort of the first time that happened to me, anything like that. It was a really nice feeling – knowing Kim was annoyed enough by what had been done to me that she needed to show me somehow. After we ate, I took her home, and I hugged her at least twice and told her I loved her, like I always do. I always do that with her – not with anyone else for some reason. But I do it with her so that just in case something horrifying happens that that’s the last thing I said to her.
Then I went to Subway to see Taryn and Katie. It’s funny, I met Taryn because she is Katie’s best friend in college, having only met Katie because she randomly added me on Myspace. So my story of knowing Taryn is incredibly lame. And the only time I had ever seen her in the flesh before yesterday was Nov. 2, 2007. But at some point, we started talking, and because she was/is the only person in my life that I can be totally certain is going to reply to me no matter what I say, we started talking a lot. She now knows more about me than maybe anyone, possibly including Kim. Anyway, I went to see them because I haven’t seen either of them since that day. And I wasn’t expecting to have much fun, but I actually did. Taryn is incredibly easy to get along with, which I knew already through texts and IMs but hadn’t seen in person before. Katie didn’t talk much, to me anyway. I already knew that for whatever reason, I was closer to Taryn than Katie, but I guess I hadn’t thought a lot about the fact that Taryn is now closer to ME than Katie is to me, too. Katie, for instance, hadn’t even known what I’d done the other night til Taryn told her.
Anyway, I went mini-golfing with Levin after that, beat him by seven shots, and listened to him talk about what he’d be doing in New Orleans. It’ll be weird not having him around anymore. But, slowly, I’ll eventually have to face the reality of that situation…Hell, Kim’s openly talked about wanting to leave the state, and since I know she’ll be able to…ugh, I don’t even want to think about that. I’ve never had to deal with a best friend moving away, and it might kill me when she does.
But, it was an incredible weekend. I’m still on a high from it.