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Answer to all answers I can find
Sophie is in the middle room, using a row of records on a bookshelf as a pillow. Because its a sun-spot.
Ok, so last night, I maybe wasn't entirely sober and so then one vice piles upon another, and next thing you know, I'm placing online ads, even though I knew full well I was only going to engage in e-mailing, no actual meeting in person - it was late, and cold, and I was in pjs and not long until bed, not to mention, my sex drive has been fairly erratic, which is maybe when I do go to personal ads, because it forces me to articulate what it is I'm thinking about and wanting, if anything. Anyway. I got some responses, and one of them seemed somewhat appealing and he put down his phone number. Yeah, right, that won't happen, have you met me? But I wrote him back with my pic, and he wrote me again right away, and ended with this line just got to me, so fck it, I called. Here's what he said: "Call me if you're so inclined & we'll exchange reading lists. I have a few works that I think you should read." So on the edge, right? I mean, right now I read that line and think, who the hell do you think YOU are, giving me assigned reading? But last night, in the moment of conversing about book consumption, and flirtation regarding daddy/boy dynamics, it skated perfectly on that tone of bossy commanding, with a tender care-taking way. So I called. Me. I dialed the phone and said "this is Raymond." And then right after, "so, you have some books for me to read?"
Then he immediately started blathering on about he recently has been reading Ayn Rand and considering how to combine certain principles objectivism with liberal politicies and strategies, and I don't really know what was said after that, because for the next 10 minutes, I spent most of the time thinking about how to delicately but firmly hang up on him. I don't want to hear your poorly articulated amateur philosophy (on objectivism, no less!!) at midnight in response to a dirty personal ad.
I'm never calling anyone ever again.
Ok, so last night, I maybe wasn't entirely sober and so then one vice piles upon another, and next thing you know, I'm placing online ads, even though I knew full well I was only going to engage in e-mailing, no actual meeting in person - it was late, and cold, and I was in pjs and not long until bed, not to mention, my sex drive has been fairly erratic, which is maybe when I do go to personal ads, because it forces me to articulate what it is I'm thinking about and wanting, if anything. Anyway. I got some responses, and one of them seemed somewhat appealing and he put down his phone number. Yeah, right, that won't happen, have you met me? But I wrote him back with my pic, and he wrote me again right away, and ended with this line just got to me, so fck it, I called. Here's what he said: "Call me if you're so inclined & we'll exchange reading lists. I have a few works that I think you should read." So on the edge, right? I mean, right now I read that line and think, who the hell do you think YOU are, giving me assigned reading? But last night, in the moment of conversing about book consumption, and flirtation regarding daddy/boy dynamics, it skated perfectly on that tone of bossy commanding, with a tender care-taking way. So I called. Me. I dialed the phone and said "this is Raymond." And then right after, "so, you have some books for me to read?"
Then he immediately started blathering on about he recently has been reading Ayn Rand and considering how to combine certain principles objectivism with liberal politicies and strategies, and I don't really know what was said after that, because for the next 10 minutes, I spent most of the time thinking about how to delicately but firmly hang up on him. I don't want to hear your poorly articulated amateur philosophy (on objectivism, no less!!) at midnight in response to a dirty personal ad.
I'm never calling anyone ever again.
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p.s. how did your ad read? just curious.
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This entry also reminds me that I need to post about the librarian that I met through online personals. The superstitious part of me, however, is afraid to say too much and run the risk of jinxing it. Then again, it's me so it's probably already jinxed anyway.
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..and also..
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/van/876586707.html
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Him:"Howard Roarke is like my personal HERO!"
Me: "BUH Bye."
Cats are solar-powered, you know.
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hilarious
...sorry about the unfortunate bonekiller (agreed that this is a great term)!
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Ayn Rand certainly has the power to kill any boner. Poor thing.