Are we there yet?

Apparently.

Bissap Baobab on Speed

I cross the street over to Bissap Baobab, wondering if he's the one standing outside, next to a bike. So not Sascha's type, though, I think. Luckily, as I get closer, I'm pretty sure it's not him. So I walk into the restaurant, and there, sitting at the bar, is Lele.

He's having a fit and half because:
I was at a cafe earlier and got myself a coffee. I liked it so much that I got up to buy another cup and I was told there were free refills, so I figured why not. But by the time I finished it, and started coming off the caffeine high, I was like, hmm... we haven't eaten anything, today.

I think to myself, This is you coming off your caffeine high? But I say:
We? You mean you and yourself? The Le and the le?

(The waitress comes with our food, practically before we've even finished ordering.)

Lele:
That was quick.

Me:
Umm... yeah, she was probably worried you might fall off your chair.

We move onto Medjool, because it's a beautiful night to be out on the roof deck, and we sit there talking about books and writing and cannibalism.

Me:
So if you could have your pick, who would you eat?

Lele:
(Looks around)

Me:
In a non-sexual way.

Lele picks a random man and then it's my turn but I don't see anyone I find appetizing so we move onto another bar.

After one more drink, Lele asks the waittress:
Can I dance on the bar? If I take my shoes off?

She says no, justifying it with some story about the last time a woman tried to dance on the bar and knocked over everyone's drinks. We decide that it's his turn to dare me to do something and then we leave leave the bar, get him a slice of pizza down the street on Valencia and walk around some before he walks me home.

Me:
Well this is me.

Lele:
Can I come upstairs for a glass of water?

(to be continued...)

From 28

"i read today
almost two full pages
of a mystic poet
i laughed til i cried muito"

"You're Alright Looking, for a Slut!"

Me:
dude.

Sascha:
dude, what?
you have fun w/ lele?

Me:
lol.

Sascha:
tell me!

Me:
yes.
and then we made out.

Sascha:
haha! i fucking knew it.
if you hurt the man i will kill you and if he hurts you i will kill him.
just saying.

Me:
how did you just "fucking know it" ? cause i'm a slut?

Sascha:
(blah, blah, blah) and I know what he wants emotionally plus you're alright looking....for a slut.
I'm so happy i'm gonna be one of those grandmas pushing it along.
or maybe not.

Me:
(blah, blah, blah) Btw, you know that if I have kids, it wouldn’t make you a grandma? It would make you an auntie.

Because I said so

Me:
no matter what you do, you must not add ---- as your friend before consulting me.

Sascha:
ah...ok...

um....sure.

ah......why?

Me:
well cause i said so, of course.

Sascha:
why didn't you just say so.

Me:
i just didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

Sascha:
right.
obvious.

Plenty of Nuthin'

Sascha:
a bunch of stuff happening that i need to tell you about..
but i need to wait for the smoke to clear.

On another note my good friend lele is moving back to california
and i'm very sad about it.
however i think you should take him to besop beobop as my loss is
your gain.
l8r fel8r.

Me:
what's goin' down yo?
:O)
I hope everything's cool.
I emailed lele. he hasnt written back yet.

Sascha:
plenny my friend.
plenny.
all very entertaining.
;)

Me:
tell me the plenny
i will give you a penny
my heart is paining
and you find it entertaining
i'm insaning
what are you gaining?
the words are menny
let one or two be raining
i'm insaning
boy, i'm insaning

Sascha:
lol!
dude i have to talk to you.
maybe i'll call

The Onion Horoscope: August 21, 2007

You will fly into a psychotic, alcohol-fueled rage this Thursday moments after sobering up a bit.

Sleepwalking really does happen

Erik:
I had another sleepwalking incident last night. Weird. I woke up fully dressed at 3am (after I had gotten into my pajamas when Jose left).
I had put my hair up with product, turned on a pot of water for tea, set out some pistachio nuts in the living room, then waited in bed for my company to come. (I'm pretty sure I called my sister and told her to come over - that the snacks were ready). So I woke up to a hot apartment...went to the bathroom and I noticed the stove was blasting and I had evaporated all the water out of the teapot and it was pretty close to stuck on the burner. Then I realized that I had gotten dressed and ready to go somewhere.

Between Heartbeats

Make no sound, poet
you forget
I am one, too
we can read hearts
even as they lie
locked up in chests-
we can hear the truth

in a pause

I was looking for some desi roommates...

JoAnn:
I am not a desi chick, but my parents are from Taiwan (is that close enough?) and it sounds like we may be compatible roommates.

James:
If you have any interest in meeting Luna and I please feel free to give me a call anytime, 415-513-6409. Attached is a picture of Luna and I so you can have a glimpse of us. Thanks for your time, hope to hear from you.

(He forgot to attach the picture of Luna, his dog, and himself. I didn't even get a glimpse, to figure out if they might be desi.)

Geoff:
Alright so I'm not a desi chick. I can't really even imposture a desi chick though I'm good with walks and facial expressions.

Lisa:
Hi. I'm not sure what a desi chick is, however, I'm a responsible woman looking for a roommate situation.