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Dan Jones

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March 11th, 2004

(no subject) [Mar. 11th, 2004|11:14 pm]
Dan Jones
[mood |sadsad]
[music |311 - Love Song]

More sententious crap from me:

I was thinking (again) today about someone I knew a long, long time ago.

When I was just out of high school, I met a girl who lived in Norman who was quite a bit younger than me. Before anyone gets the idea this is a story of me being involved with someone WAY underaged, forget it...it isn't. But, I am digressing.

Natasha was very much younger...6 years or so younger than me. I won't go into the details other than to say she was stranded after seeing a movie with two friends, couldn't get ahold of her brother to give her a ride home, she asked me if I would and I said 'yes' and did. We ended up staying in touch because, well, Norman can be that kind of place (although I made NO friends that lasted more than a semester after this friend in my time in Norman). I got to know her mother, her brother (just a few years younger than me) and younger sister. I even found out years later when I was working at the Buy For Less in Norman (the East side one, assuming it is still there) her manager was a good friend of her brother and her aunt was working there. I knew of her friends but there was always a disconnect there - mostly age - but Natasha always seemed to be a friend.

A few years had gone by and Natasha was probably 16 or so. I was in my on-again, off-again relationship with the salope verolée who I thought was a friend and someone who cared about me (again, a digression) when I met with Natasha near the Univ one day after class. She told me something interesting. It was around 1990 and she was really into the current music scene (I was a little but not much) and she mentioned the song Love Song by The Cure. She said it reminded her of me in how she thought I felt about the salope verolée who I thought was a friend and someone who cared about me. I was ok with that. Never thought too much of it after that.

A few years later, the salope verolée who I thought was a friend and someone who cared about me was living here and I mentioned that comment to her during a conversation. She immediately tells me that she suspects what Natasha really meant was that was how Natasha felt about me. Who knows? I know I don't. But that aspect of it stuck with me.

After I came back from France in 1992, I looked up Natasha. She was married and living with her mother (as was her husband). I didn't get a good vibe from him but she seemed happy for the time being. I never mentioned the incident or subsequent third party comments about it to her since she would have likely feigned remembering it or actually had forgotten it. Who knows? I just know it would have been highly inappropriate to ask then and there so it never was asked.

I never saw her again after that. I had to deal with the death of my father a year later and all that situation entailed and the eventual BS the salope verolée who I thought was a friend and someone who cared about me caused in my life until 2002 when she purportedly ended her unmissed existence on this ball of crap we call Earth. /bitter

I just sometimes would wonder what happened to Natasha. I thought about looking up the old boss and asking him (last I heard he was a police officer in OKC or thereabouts), I just never have. When the 311 cover of Love Song came out, it made me think again about her and wondered what happened to her. I googled her name and the name of my old boss as well as did a lookup on switchboard.com...nothing.

Ok, I will turn off the sententious crap now.

Move along, nothing to see here...Move along, people.
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