This Random Memory

There was that guy in San Clemente who made me a Bjork CD. I'm not sure if I have it anymore. It was a cool CD considering I didn't like her at the time and was getting acquainted with her music. We were in his parent's house. He was older or my age or right around there. His room was goth/punk/I'm just a guy with creative energy going nowhere. Hmm.....what was his name? It was only the one time, I'm sure. I was in my green Integra at the time. We met in a public parking lot outside of a Starbucks. (hahahaha... you know... that ONE Starbucks) Anyway, from the whole experience, I really wish I knew where that CD was. Oh, and I think he did some coke after we were done and I was laying in bed and he was burning the CD. Major turn off at the time and probably why there was no seconds.