Holed up in my Brooklyn Apt I'm searching for answers and the meaning of life. The itunes are blasting as they always are and Brett and Hilary are busying themselves with their artistic endeavors, smiles all around. Our railroad apt seems exceptionally small and cozy in winter months. lucky for us we sit on top of the boiler and have adapted our frozen peas of hospitality. Our neighbors, upon feeling the chill; give us a ring, and we place a bag of frozen peas on the thermostat in order to kick on the furnace. as the warm air rises we strip down to our undies and settle in for the night. the sounds of synchronized typing can be heard throughout the tiny space. for those non new yorkers a rail road apt consists of multiple bedrooms with a hallway running the length of the rooms. on the interior. therefore you must pass through each room into the next into the next to make your way to the common area. its not for everyone, but during my time, it was certainly comfortable.
Now, because i normally detest getting out in the cold, my social life is restricted to a few blocks consisting of Brooklyn natural-my organic grocery shop/ magic hat #9 supplier, the archive-local coffeehouse/movie rentals/ free wi fi, 3rdward-artist co-op/part time job/warehouse parties extraordinaire, life cafe-veggie friendly brunch/neighborhood bar/whiskey specials, and the all night rice&beans bodegas. there are lots of slashes because this is a small upcoming neighborhood that still a bit rough around the edges. Although, if i can make a run for it one block to the subway, hop on the L to Union square, its only another short block to the movie theater entrance. So Ive decided to join an online dating site. yes. yes i know, but its winter, and I'm not dating any more dudes i meet at the bar. well not this week.
My drug of choice is called Okcupid. This is not your average dating site. its specially formulated to accommodate all your dating preferences, cha-ching. one night stand with no attachments, lives in Brooklyn, loves to travel. looking for long term relation...blah blah blah, and here we go. to get started they ask you some questions to test your dating style. my answer:
The Playstation. Easy to turn on. Hard to beat.You’re a nice girl, and you have lots of sex. It’s therefore highly likely that you’re attractive, and you’re certainly outgoing & friendly. Plus, this healthy physical attitude of yours indicates deeper emotional well-being and stability. Unheard of. When guys dare to dream, they dream of you.
You don’t get attached too easily, and, to wit, you’re not necessarily looking for something long-term right now. That’s a bigger asset than you know. Though, physically speaking, you’re open to anything, you’re keeping your emotional side well-protected. This means there won’t be a lot of wreckage to clean up whenever you decide to settle down.
In the meantime, the men you share yourself with actually respect you. Like them, you enjoy sex for its own sake and don’t need any other validation for pleasure than pleasure itself. Hopefully, you have the good sense to blow off anyone who thinks less of you for that. Usually, this is the part of the description where we offer some life-correcting advice, but honestly, we can’t think of anything about you we’d change. Keep on fucking, partner.
wow. i like this site already. go on check for yourself: http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test
a few chats, im's, quivers, matches and messages and im in the money. nothing serious manifests but a few dates here and there and spring is already around the corner. With multiple options and spring fever bursting over I am ready for Love. or at least Lust. which is; contrary to popular belief, not the same thing. Enter TonyJP. a sexy Italian Leo NYU film school graduate born across the Hudson in Jersey. red flags anyone. what, where?!??
With spring out like a lamb and summer in full lions swing we decided to have our first date at the mermaid parade held on Coney Island. It symbolizes the first day of summer, topless tanning and drunken debauchery. again lucky for me, my dear friend Robyn is town and she just-so-happens to be a costume designer and whips up a spectacular mermaid rendition with an Asian flair. After several hours of boobs and booze Tony arrives dressed as a neon orange starfish. what can i say he looked hot, and his color highlights my own starfish and my new tan. I keep humming the theme song from the little mermaid "under the sea" and giggling like a school girl. must have been the whiskey.
we hit it off well and decided to see each other again, dressed like homosapiens and not sea creatures. Our next date, im swept off my Reebok's by a captivating young man in a tight bright green sleeveless tee on a green scooter. wow. im in love.
its slow a steady for several weeks. casual is the name of the game here and believe me ive tried everything. Everything. he has a super cool loft overlooking downtown brooklyn with an elevator and a buzzer. " im moving on upppp, to the east side..." after the introductory phase Ive learned this: he plans to leave the country and cycle around the world, is a recent vegetarian, has a pet turtle, a fear of intimacy, is a mac genius, obsessed with photography, not an outdoors guy, looks great in a skirt, has better hair and more products than me, uses the word grody, and is basically your sweet quirky boy next door. oh yes, hes perfect...?
Summer closes in and burning man takes its place in the limelight. its all we can talk about, costumes, travel, art, ideas and erotica. oh wait the last one is mine. Im hanging in there. I do love a challenge. This is new terrain, uncharted territory, desolation, a human wasteland i must traverse in order to be set free into the butterfly of my own existence. oh but i have a plan. my 29th birthday roles around and its a small gathering of friends and vegetarian fare. the time comes where tony needs to find a sublet. ive practically all but moved in at this point and decide i would be the perfect candidate. lets just make sure my super egotistical cat Esmeralda and his nonchalant turtle axl rose will get along. they do, swimmingly. alright, so I fill up the backseat of my buddy Bob's 2 door civic and Im moved in. I always have and probably always will travel light, its been a staple of mine since childhood. ah sitting in the lap of luxury. Im falling in love, its central park in fall, and my now live in boyfriend is leaving tomorrow.
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