— 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)<\/p>\n
— the time I rented a porn video at my local store<\/p>\n
— 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)<\/p>\n
— about me and Mitchell’s “bad time”<\/p>\n
— the night I got my revenge on the doppelganger<\/a> for breaking my heart. It was subtle revenge. The best kind. Plausible deniability all the way.<\/p>\n — about the perfume bottle spilling in my bag in acting class in Philadelphia and what happened afterwards because of it<\/p>\n — 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<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" — 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 … Continue reading