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SOME THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW: I am a perfectly fair, reasonable person - until you step on my toes. I'll even give you a warning, something along the lines of "Hey, that's not OK". But if you ignore that? I will fuck your everloving shit up.
I will make your life incredibly difficult, and I will not get distracted by something shiny a few days/weeks/months later and forget you exist. Fuck no.
You might think that this is all "sound and fury, signifying nothing". You go ahead and think that. You won't be thinking it for long if you fuck with me, that much will become clear very quickly.
Are you feeling that this warning might apply to you? Well then, you may want to ask yourself, "Was there a little something - or somethings - I did that was not OK? Unfair? Unethical? Uncalled for?" if the answer is "Yes", well then, maybe you want to FIX those things. Immediately.
Just sayin'.
Shit, I don't want to meet anyone. Meeting people usually ends badly for me.
I moved to Los Angeles in 1992 and I have literally THREE close friends that I've met here in this 14 year span:
John: My husband. In large part because he was planning a move to NYC when I met him. Plus he's super cute, so I overlooked that whole "being from Los Angeles" thing, because it facilitated the "getting laid by the hot photographer dude" thing.
Uh, anyway. Yes, I'm drunk again. Fuck you.
Tony: He's not originally from L.A. Of course. Nobody is, really. I met him because my ex-boyfriend Paul did business with the place where Tony worked, and then John started hanging out there, and then I started hanging out there, and there you go.
The point? I wasn't looking for a new friend - it just happened.
Saul: Not originally from L.A. Of course. Met him when I went back to college (I WILL have my law degree one day - um, when I get a minute). I made a joke that referenced Shakespeare. He laughed. I noticed his shoes (not lame). We spoke after class about the movie Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. We talked about The Jam, Blur, Oasis, and Pulp. He said something about how white people, for the most part, suck the ass. I agreed. The rest is history.
Everyone else I'm close to? Knew them in New York prior to 1992.
So, there you have it - the long answer to "who I'd like to meet".
The short answer: Nobody. I'm done. Plus I'm an ass. Knowing me holds very little benefit for you. I'm incredibly self-absorbed.
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