did i make this up?

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  • Nobody has crabs. Nobody has HIV, either. Nobody is going to flake out. It’s all wishful thinking on their part. After years of being disappointed, I just reconcile it to things people wish were true that sometimes aren’t, and then I keep that in mind and go from there.
    This is why I only go out on dates to places I would enjoy going to alone — because often I wind up that way.
    Not a bummer, really, but just dealing with reality.

    • HEY!
      welcome to LJ
      it’s good to hear from you!
      i’ve not been in CA for over a year
      when i’m down in SF next month
      let’s meet up
      yeah
      i don’t want to live in SF
      it’d make me too bitter
      america in general…
      i want to live on a farm somewhere in a country i don’t speak the language
      … but i’m sure even that would wear out..
      anyway
      i’m always shocked that it’s too much to ask people to deal with reality
      (shrugs)
      sometimes we can.

  • You know, D, if you’d just get on a plane and fly back to Nashville, I won’t leave you stranded at the airport or anywhere else… And will show you southern hospitality like you’ve never imagined 😉 When are you coming back here in Feb?

    • i don’t mean to turn you down
      but i do my best not to survive off the kindness of strangers
      and you’re not really a southerner…
      but maybe you HAVE learned Real Southern Hospitality.
      i’ll be back around fat Tuesday
      i’ll let you know when i get my ticket
      i have to decide where i’ll be flying FROM first
      (grin)

      • Touche…
        No, I’m not really a southerner by birth; I slivered out of my momma in IL… I’m a midwesterner like yourself… and personally, I think we are often underrated…
        I HAVE mastered the southern hospitality thing… at least I hope so after living here for 18 years (half my life)… I’ve been here so long that I feel like a native in some regards… not all of us out here are shitheads.
        Anyway, if you come to my house, what’s mine is yours… and yes, you can interpret that any way you please 🙂
        Book me as a client for when you’re back in town here… And if you need a pick up from the airport, I’m more than happy to oblige.
        Know that you’re a beautiful man and soul… Hope your journeys are safe, happy and prosperous until you make it back this way!
        Hugs,
        C.

  • FWIW, when people strand me at the airport or jerk me around with stories like that, they aren’t my friends anymore. [Insert throat-slicing gesture here.] By and large, people are either reliable or not, and they either act like adults or they don’t; I have no problem dropping those whose behavior is unacceptable. This does a lot towards getting a set of friends that are reliable. And they rarely disappoint me.
    Perhaps some ruthless discrimination in who you hang with would help here?

    • I dig what you’re saying
      the guy at the airport wasn’t a “friend”
      he was just a craigslist ride share guy from LA
      (so Flaky is part of the package)
      i’m just kinda amazed at how UN compassionate people are in the last few weeks
      (that’s not the same as dispassionate, right?)
      just stuck in their worlds
      and dumping shit on everyone around me
      i’m kinda doing it too
      but i’m getting the brunt of a lot of it
      but yeah
      i’m doing a pretty good job of burning bridges
      but i’m gonna be on an island pretty soon
      (i mean manhattan)

  • Dude,
    I’m trying to call you… can you give me a call at my old cell phone number, which is still my current cell phone number?

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