InfieldlyFly
“Let's Watch the Hills Together!”
gender:
female
age:
27
city:
San Francisco
country:
United States
occupation:
Writer / Fundraiser
religion:
dance dance revolution
politics:
Burn down the mall
- Last great book I read:
- Wild Ducks Flying Backwards - Essays by Tom Robbins
- 3 things I want to do before I die:
- 1. Have good looking children so that I can force them to live out dreams that I never achieved like becoming a ballerina or professional baseball player.
2. Surround myself by goodlooking/smart/funny/rich folks so that all my ex's and enemies from high school will look bloated and stupid by comparison.
3. Watch the Giants win the World Series.
- Last thing I experienced that impressed or amazed me:
- Beirut at the Herbst Theater
um. themostoutstandingbeautifulthingiveverheardinmylife.
- Tell us a story:
- Scene I: The Tenderloin, O’Farrell and Larkin, 1:00pm, Sunny Outside
Marcos: Hi You
Me: Hi, look I got you a present (hands Marcos box of Thin Mint Girl Scout Cookies)
Marcos: Thanks, these are my favorites. Let’s leave them in the car.
Me: No, I prefer to carry them with me and make others jealous.
Marcos: Okay, that makes sense, let’s get lunch.
Scene II: The Tenderloin, O’Farrell and Larkin, 2:00pm, Sunny Outside, Me and Marcos have been joined by BP
Me: Mmm, that lunch was good. They have good Pad Thai
Marcos: Yes, that lunch was good.
BP: Now we shall go to Costco.
(approaching my car, parked on the busiest street in the Tenderloin)
Marcos: I don’t remember us leaving the window open?
Me: We didn’t, oh look, damn, someone’s going through it right now.
BP: Is that a woman?
(arrive at car, woman is asleep in the back seat)
Me: What the fuck, she’s asleep!
Marcos: knocks on window, Hey!
Lady: Mmmhmmm
BP: What are you doing in this car?
Lady: manphetaking a napmaphamn
Me: This is my car, you can’t just nap in my car.
Marcos: How did you get into the car.
Lady: marphthrough the door, theremrph was somerpheone else in here too, mrph he said I could take a nap.
BP: What are you crazy? You been smoking crack in this car.
Lady: I just took one hit, mrphright when I first got in, rrrthat’s all.
(lady finally gets out of car)
BP: You do know it’s not alright to go into other people’s cars, smoke crack and take a nap.
Marcos: Yeah that’s fucked up
Lady: nods apologetically
Me: I don’t smoke crack and I don’t want my car to smell like crack. That’s wrong.
Lady: still nodding and listening apologetically.
Scene III: Driving to Costco
Me: Wow, it's a really good thing we didn't leave those Girl Scout Cookies in the car.
Marcos: Yeah, 'cause if that crackhead had eaten my cookies, I would've been REALLY pissed and totally gone off on her.
BP: We'd like get to the car and she'd be taking a nap but with chocolate all over her face.
Me: She was pretty nice considering the circumstances.
BP: Yeah, cracks' better than meth. (Legalization debate ensues)
Me: (interupts and rolls down window dramatically) This car smells like crack, this is fucking great.
BP: It just smells like crack a little bit
Marcos: It’s not as bad as a crack house
Me: How do you know what a crack house smells like?
- What you should know about me:
- I'll bite your nose off if you get too close.
- More about what I am looking for:
- I'm not looking for a chump, I'll tell you that much.
drinks:
no
smokes:
not a stranger to it
drugs:
yes, please
| looking for: |
 friendship, dating, makeout friendship, dating, makeoutage range: 25-38 |