i'm captainivysaur or captain_ivysaur, something like that. my only disclaimer is that some questions were answered ten years ago and i don't answer a lot of questions. i hate the fucking questions.
I put up a second picture on my OKC. Probably thinking that was a bad idea since I'm not really looking to date. Now I've been getting more messages than I was when I just had my dog costume pic. And the pic I put up is about 2 years old and 10 pounds lighter. Ha!
98% enemies! Why message me?
I had a date last night with Joanna. We drank Sam Adams and watched Wye Oak together. She admired the lovely female photographers and i drooled over the beardy hipsters. I was pretty magical.
I've also been wondering why guys with really low % match / high % enemy contact me. I mean, I'm not putting that much faith in the "matches" but then I look at their profiles and their answers to questions and wonder how the fuck they thought I might be interested.
I only sent one message thus far AND I got a reply from lemonworld. I think I should quit now that i'm batting a thousand as far as responses go j/k. I also got a message from someone I didn't contact. Unfortunately I didn't find her profile or her picture attractive in anyway. Lemonworld isn't exactly physically attractive but I liked her profile enough.
That is all for now.
I have decided I'm going to commit to at least a year of being single. Not even weird gray area FWB stuff. I make myself way happier than almost any man has anyway.
I decided to add an explanation for that question.
Those were simpler times. Back then, a man was a man, a woman was a woman, milk was delivered every Monday morning, and an aggressive slap in the face was a sign of fellowship with your brethren. Instead of the intrusive shriek of an alarm clock, father woke us for school every morning with an invigorating back hand, which always assured our wan faces were filled with a rosy hue as our blood vessels bloomed into a healthy gleam. Father never hugged us, he found proper circulation far too important for such stifling gestures. Instead he nourished us on a steady diet of fifty slaps a day, and we loved every moment of it. We pitied the other children who never knew the brutal affection of their parents. How lonely those lamentable saps must have been! To this day, I still get misty eyed every time a woman in a bar physically assaults an overeager suitor or the neighbors indulge in another delightful domestic dispute. I'd give anything just to feel the crisp warm spark of my dad's palm against my slap starved brow once more.
The flats haven't fared well in the 00's and 10's. It's not just that it's less popular, that area has always been kind of sketchy. There are shootings in that area, a lot of muggings, problems with assaults and rapes. In some of the areas (I think more on the west bank, but I can't remember) there are enormous parking lots to serve all the bars, and no one really patrols the lots and there isn't foot traffic through them, so people get mugged or have their cars broken into a lot. I remember going to some club there when I was in college and finding people who had clearly shot up in the bathrooms of the club. Granted, it was a sleazy goth type place, but come on.
And what Patrick said, downtown is more popular now. There are some /awful/ clubs (a couple of years ago, I got dragged into some Coyote Ugly type place with my brothers' friends), but there are also really great restaurants, good bars, brewpub places that make an effort to do good food, live music venues (mostly jazz not so much rock).
I get hit on *constantly* when I visit there. It makes me a little sad that in Cleveland I'm a catch, in SF I'm invisible.
Last edited by chiapet; 02-24-2012 at 11:55 AM.
Also, it made me kind of paranoid to choke her. Last thing an Arab dude needs is a choked out white girl and the police asking questions.
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