Sometimes, when I construct fake back stories for myself (a thrice daily occurrence), I pretend that when I was 11 I was this Hannah Levine
rather than a curly haired Jew with a Brooklyn accent (when angry, at least) trying to survive the suburbs.
Ask me. Ask me. Ask me. If it's not love than it's the bond that will bring us together.
I have some thoughts on my (lack of a) love life. I think the ideal mate for me at this juncture has to:
1. Live in another country (There's no commitment. I can visit. They can visit. I can write perfume soaked letters in Franglish and kiss them with red lipstick...)
2. Have Multiple Personality Disorder (so I won't get bored)
or
3. Seduce my imagination (call me for phone sex, Henry Miller).
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I met the perfect guy for you in Spain, where I still think you should visit. Gorgeous, kind and sexy as all hell. Likes to quote romantic lyrics from songs and TV shows. A total party boy, but what the heck, you're an insomniac, so when you're up at o'dark thirty, he's usually coming in from partying, and can be found posting on Facebook, which means he came in alone. Maybe just a tiny bit old for you, but as you seem to be following in my footsteps, this is just the right time to have a fling with a guy in his 30s! ;)
The "likes to quote romantic movies and TV shows" would normally be a deal breaker, but perhaps the broken English would redeem it. It's funny how I can't stand when English speakers obliterate the language, but when it comes to foreigners, I find it charming.
I was just sitting next to these two gorgeous Spaniards on the train. I only understood enough to figure out they were talking about splitting an eighth. Ha.
Anyway, yeah, I looked at the Spanish program info you sent me. It sounds perfect. My plan is to go after I graduate in January (present to myself, if I can save enough money) and then go backpacking around Europe for a week or two after the program. Thanks for the advice.
As a girl currently involved in a torrid Irish-American love affair: two fucking big thumbs up!!
Even better: He doesn't have facebook or anything, so we are reduced to emails and snail mail. I love it.
And he's 38. Men in their 30's??? mmmhmmmmmm
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When I get back from the great state of Pennsylvania (what about men in their thirties?), I can't wait to hear all about Ireland. There is nothing better than sexual snail mail.
Ok, there are a few things. But not many.
Angry Brooklyn accents are badass.
As for your list of ideal traits- love it.
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