After an opportunity to see Britney for free and back-up dinner plans fell through, I found myself with a totally free night last night (rare now that I'm working as vocal producer on my roommate's recording project 4 days/week). So I called up Fr(in)ance for drinks in Hell's Kitchen.
F: Do you know a guy named [last name]?
Me: Sounds familiar. What's his first name?... Oh, yeah! I haven't talked to her in ages.
F: Did you fuck him?
Me: Far from it! We went on one pseudo date, started down the friends path, and then he dropped off the face of the earth when he met some boy [This was like 3.5 years ago]. I don't think we even made out.
F: Well, a certain person told me you guys fucked in a stairwell.
Me (laughing hard): Seriously? That's hilarious. I mean, I've refused to call guys back because they sleep on a twin bed [not going to say why, but Bottomless Pitt can vouch for me on that]. What am I gonna do in a stairwell! Did you hear this from someone I know?
F: Apparently he knows your name, and he described you. But you don't know each other.
Frankly, I'm flattered. Random people know my name? And start rumors about me?! Have I had that big an impact on the Scene? I mean, I've only heard stories like that about gaylebrities and the truly tragic (and I'm no overly-tanned fluke hook-up trick of a friend of mine with a fake a4a profile that says 'anything goes', so we'll go with the former).
Or it could just be someone trying to see how I'd react. If you're reading, I laughed!
Has anyone heard any rumors about me (feel free to comment anonymously)? Care to share rumors you've heard about yourself? This could get really fun.
Has anyone heard any rumors about me (feel free to comment anonymously)? Care to share rumors you've heard about yourself? This could get really fun.
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I never here rumours about me, which is a shame, 'cause I would LOVE to hear them.
I did once receive a message on gaydar, saying: don't even talk to me, on my last visit to Christchurch I heard all about you, you stuck-up slut. Or something along equally charming lines.
Sour grapes, if you ask me :-)
What if all the "rumors" about me so far have been true?
*blush*
You might as well consider starting rumors just to see how they spread and how quickly
For the record, if you've heard a "rumor" about Kunta, it's probably true. Haha, kidding... sort of.
I recently rediscovered Danity Kane's "Damaged"--after not paying it any mind in 2008. The harmonies leave me breathless.
I'm so jealous you performed it without me. Please teach me the dance next time I see you. You know I can break it down!
I heard a rumor that you were the guy for whom Franck tied himself up.
Or maybe I started that one. I better leave myself a note to write it on the men's room wall when I have a chance.
By the way, I've heard that you can do a lot in a stairwell with a little bit of planning and equipment. I think that's why so many New Yorkers carry yoga mats.
I may be the only person I know who abhors yoga. So if you ever see me with a mat, you know.
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