Posts I keep meaning to write

— the time I was stranded on the scary El stop in Rogers Park and feared I was going to be raped (why did I fear I was going to be raped? Because a big group of scary dudes had said to me, “We’ll be waitin’ for you at the bottom of the steps. We gonna rape you.” I don’t know – I felt like they really made themselves clear) – and had to call my friends to come get me (and then later got yelled at by M. because I didn’t call HIM)

— the time I rented a porn video at my local store

— the time I went to a callback for a sci-fi movie and realized – halfway thru the audition – that I was being screened for a high-class call girl service (and again, when I told M. about it, he yelled at me. hahahaha Dude was always yelling at me, but I somehow found it refreshing)

— about me and Mitchell’s “bad time”

— the night I got my revenge on the doppelganger for breaking my heart. It was subtle revenge. The best kind. Plausible deniability all the way.

— about the perfume bottle spilling in my bag in acting class in Philadelphia and what happened afterwards because of it

— the night I spent with Alec in Boston. A watershed moment. One day I was isolated and damaged, and the next day I had joined the human race

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5 Responses to Posts I keep meaning to write

  1. DBW says:

    They all sound interesting to me. On a selfish note, I’m still hoping to hear your reaction to The Cowboys, although I know you might not have gotten the chance to watch it.

  2. red says:

    Thanks for reminding me – I DID see it – but that was right around the time when all hell broke loose. I will indeed write about it! (Loooooooooved it, by the way)

  3. DBW says:

    I wasn’t sure if you had seen it, or not, given the timing. I’m eager to hear your thoughts, but, obviously, I can wait until the appropriate time–as long as there is lots of shallow elitism in your appraisal.

  4. Mark says:

    the time I went to a callback for a sci-fi movie and realized – halfway thru the audition – that I was being screened for a high-class call girl service

    Wait…was it a part as a call girl or an actual call girl? How did one evolve from the other? Was it some kind of sci-fi call girl that specializes in clients at ComicCon and GenCon and Bi-Mon-Sci-Fi-Con and stuff like that? I’m so confused. I hope you write this one soon.

  5. red says:

    Bi-Mon-Sci-Fi-Con … hahahahaha

    No, it was a scam!! They advertised it as though it was a movie – but what it REALLY was – was a screening for a call girl service. I mean, I have no proof except the weirdness of the audition – which almost became my “Coco from Fame” story.

    Weirdest story ever. I’ll write it eventually!

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