Adam: What an utterly wierd day.
Me: How so?
Adam: Well, for one thing, I just watched a video of open heart surgery. It wasn't about open heart surgery. It was just open heart surgery.
Me: That... pretty much automatically makes a day wierd. What class?
Adam: Bio. No, we watched it in math, Aidan.
Me: Well, you never know. You might have a really wierd math teacher.
Adam: [laughs.] And now I have to go to graduation and play "pomp and circumstance" for about an hour.
Me: Well, sucks to be in concert band.
Pause
Adam: So what's new in the life of Aidan?
Me: Well... I owe some lady who I don't know seventy-five dollars.
Adam: Fun. For what?
Me: Battle of the bands. We had to sell tickets. But I don't have the money, because no one's sold tickets yet.
Adam: ...And no one's going to sell tickets. It's the same night as Jay's rock opera, which is only like, the coolest show ever to be written.
My heart sank. I'd heard a rumer that there was a schedualing conflict again, but I didn't know it was with Jay's show. Everyone loved it when they first put it on.
Me: [somewhat feebly] Whatever. We do have a lot of people who say they're going but didn't have money...
Adam: Well, I know I'm not going.
Internal Voice: Good. You'd ruin it.
Me: ...Okay.
Adam: What are you listening to?
Me: Dealership. Have I told you about them?
Adam: No.
Me: They're awesome. Among other things, they did a mellow cover of "Anarchy in the UK."
He raised one eyebrow. I gave him my headphones and he listened to it.
Adam: [laughs. Laughs again.] This is quite possibly the worst thing I have ever heard.
Me: It's original though, you have to admit that. If you're going to do a cover, that's as creative as you can get.
Adam: Except maybe for a ska cover of "Tribal War Chant."
Me: Tribal War Chant is actually turning out to be cool.
Adam: I'm sorry, but it will always be an annoying band song to me.
Me: [shrug.] It's not exactly ska either, it's more just... I dunno. It's just... "Tribal War Chant" with different instrumentation. We can't really be classified as one style. We're kind of all over the place.
Adam: Julian's... special that way.
This was definately not a good natured insult.
Internal Voice: Julian is an awesome human being, you jackoff.
Me: [shrug.] He writes some good stuff...
Adam: I'm sure he does. [bitter smile.]
Pause.
Adam: So what else is new?
Me: Well, I'm getting a new computer...
Adam: Mac or PC?
Me: Mac, of course.
I was looking away from him as I said this. Then I felt something on my shoulder. I looked over and saw that it was his head.
Adam: You Mac nerds. I shall never understand thee.
I used two fingers to lift his head off of my shoulder. I didn't look at him as I did this, and I didn't look at him afterwards. We pulled up to his stop.
Adam: Alright, well, see you later.
He touched my arm.
Internal Voice: You broke up with Franchesca, didn't you?
Me: Bye.
So obviously he's bitter about being kicked out of the band. And he may or may not be screwing with my head again. But this not liking Julian in particular thing is new. I don't know why Adam would blame being kicked out of the band on him. It seems like there's something else. Hm.
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