have_lunch_with_me kingsuperspecial I'm working in downtown SF. Anyone around for lunch? 5th and Market, with easy access to food: Thai, Mexican, Chinese, Sandos, etc. There is also shopping: Nordstrom, GAP, Sony Style, Macy's, etc. For the more "alternative", there is also homeless shelters, drug dealers, liquor stores, lot's of tourists to pester, and a nice park to pass out in. Really, there is something for anyone. So, you BAY_AREA_BATHERSKITES - let's hook up. 020924 ... daxle hmm... young woman meets strange man... sounds safe 020924 ... splash of orange aaron is not strange. he's a nice guy. really. 020924 ... splash of orange well, that was sort of a lie. he's strange, but it's a good kind of strange. everyone should meet him for lunch. 020924 ... splash of orange i'd go, if it weren't for these 3000 miles. heh. 020924 ... daxle yeah, I suppose I'm the dangerous one to you 020924 ... no?? if the two of you meet in a public place, you should be okay. 020924 ... dax I spose so 020924 ... ever dumbening daxle, i could be your escort oh wait, i'm strange too ::: k-soup, let's have a brew on this side of the pond. then we can scheme how were going to trick daxle into our french horn pornography ring. mmmmahler mmmmmahler brahhhhhhhhhms 020924 ... daxle ahh but there's free brew on this side of the pond, care of my roomate the brewmeister! (flute, maybe... french horn, never!) 020924 ... kingsuperspecial I'd have a beer. Anywhere. And I'm not strange. Unless you put a keyboard in front of me, and ask "Do you have words?". Then, step back, bubba, and hang onto your hat. Beer in Oakland sounds great. When and where? I have the flexible schedule that is typical of a closed hearted perinnial bachelor that doesn't have a lot of friends. Forget have dax come, thought. Getting city people to come to Oakland is like asking them to drive over to Nebraska for the evening. 020924 ... kingsuperspecial by the way, ms. orange - thank you for the support. NOt that I deserve it. 020924 ... Mahayana take a bite 020924 ... kingsuperspecial damnit, now I brought a lunch to work with me. That's really sad. There are people down the street I could call, but their sort of dicks. Maybe I'll call Shawn. Maybe I'll go home sick. Maybe I'll just do nothing. Who will have lunch with me? 020925 ... squint no room at my table. besides. having a picnic on water is hard. hawaii is too far. (from everything) 020925 ... eep sandwich i will have lunch with you meet me at restaurant_eep 020925 ... kingsuperspecial I'm SERIOUS, you bastards. One more day of take out and I'll go postal down here. Anybody bored in Downtown SF? 021009 ... xadle not downtown, but bored 021009 ... xad for me to be up and running by the lunch hour requires a little prior notice lately but i would be happy to do so 021009 ... x i had no clue that's how life is 030424 ... daxle It's weird to reflect back on the process. A chance meeting. 2 years of a traumatic and damaging relationship. A few years after that and it's all just a blur. My best sven saw him the other day and in remembering him I felt not much of anything. Everything really does pass, as big and real as it seems while it's happening. 070418 ... ever dumbening i mostly remember a really awkward pancake breakfast, with vegan milkpunch. 070419 ... unhinged he's been calling me a lot lately to hang out to have lunch in retrospect, maybe i shouldn't have been so angry with him. maybe i should have *shrugs* people do change though. if you are lucky, people change. and i think because i bought his girlfriend a ticket to see the dalai lama, she's cool with us hanging out. man, it's weird. my life feels like a revolving door lately. people come in, people go out. not like that sickos. 070419 ... unhinged 'so how much of us in the beginning was like you and joseph?' 'a lot actually' yeah, a lot. the difference is you always had the balls to confront me about my bullshit. funny how age has nothing to do with maturity. 070419 ... ledax I wonder what I would do now. I'd probably still have lunch. At this point it would have to be scheduled a month in advance. I might still think to myself "Hmm, I feel surprisingly connected to this stranger." I'm pretty sure I would not fall desperately in love within a matter of weeks. I'm quite certain that if he said, "I don't think this is going to work out." I would not try to convince him otherwise. Certainly not by sobbing into the phone like a maniac, but not even in calm and reasonable tones. It seems so obvious now. Why bother with someone with so many issues? Why bother with someone who isn't sure they want to bother with me? Why= because you're a mess. Messes love other messes. Messes cling desperately to that which keeps them a mess. Messes believe they can be saved by something other than themselves. Messes don't believe they deserve to not be a mess. I don't say mess in a mean way. I wish I could give mess me a giant hug and tell her how sorry I am that things are so hard for her. But that's the thing- love and sympathy can barely touch the black hole of messness. Anyway, it all happened the only way it could have. I'm just glad it couldn't happen the same way today. 141221 what's it to you? who go blather from