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In 2012 I kept a journal on a deck of playing cards. I went from Bolivia to Adelaide, and then left on my own on a bus to Melbourne to be a comedian. I fell in love and screwed it up several times, and made more bad decisions than I care to remember, which is a bummer, because I've forced myself to. That's what this is.
Friday, July 27, 2018
Day 45 - November 8th
Day 45 - November 8th
Met USA Cameron on tour, drinks, comedy & New Guernica
Had sex @ mine, had a really fun day/night
Honestly thought, it was just really fun
Not looking forward to telling Rach
Working as a walking tour guide for Peek Tours in Melbourne was one of the best jobs I've ever had. I would rock up to Federation Square at around 9:45, collect however many tourists were waiting there for me, give them a 2.5hr tour around Melbourne in which I got to tell great stories from history, and then pick out the cool people and take them out for lunch. We always went to this Chinese place I'd picked because it was cheap and empty, and some days if there was still life in the crew, we'd go to a bar and get to drinking. One of these days ended up getting me fired from Yah Yah's in January 2013 after midday drinks lasted all the way through until my shift started at midnight. I showed up drunk, passed out on a couch in the pub, and woke up to my manager firing/kicking me with his foot.
The best tour I ever had was November 8th, 2012 – Cameron was a girl from New York (Westchester, even!), and after lunch we dropped her friends back at the hostel and went to explore the city together. As we walked through Federation Square the projectors showed Barack Obama delivering his victory speech upon winning re-election to the US Presidency and we beamed together with pride – I was really hoping we'd sleep together later. I'd met this English comedian Aaron the week before who worked at a bar in Prahran, so that seemed as good a destination as any. When we got there he asked how we knew each other, and we sheepishly locked eyes before explaining we'd met that day.
“We're... yeah we're getting along pretty well!” We nervously confirmed each other's suspicions. The next day we walked the streets holding hands and kissing on street corners, then she left to continue her travels. She told me she was considering coming back to Melbourne, and I told her I hoped she did, but she didn't. I sent her a few Facebook messages over the following months to replies of diminishing length and interest until she finally stopped altogether. The clean break after the fling has never been a strong suit of mine.
In December, when Rach came back from her trip overseas, she told me there was a point when our communication dropped off from almost daily emails, to sparse, limited chat. She said she felt like I'd started to become distant towards her. I couldn't admit it to her or myself at the time, but that day with Cameron was definitely the day that did it.
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