1. The initial contact

    So I’ve been reading Wikipedia for like 5 minutes trying to find what the person is called who first begins an epidemic. There may not be a scientific word for this person but I’m convinced from that movie with the monkey that bites the shit out of people that there is a name for this person.  First I thought it was “Ground Zero” or “Host Zero” or something but that is stupid and I am confusing things with 9/11 which is taboo.

    Outbreak Monkey

    OK—so the person that started it all. He met me when I worked at Quizno’s Subs. I made him a sandwich and he gave me his number.

    WARNING SIGN:  I did not look remotely attractive in my visor and apron most likely covered in thousand island dressing and MEAT.

    He lived with his parents and as I remember was about 4 years older than me, I was 19 (?) at the time.  He also drove his parents car and worked at YMCA as a receptionist. He was a sports fanatic and took anti depressants. He really wanted to have anal sex. There was also some sort of situation in which he was unsure if he was a baby daddy. He had a twin bed that had baseball sheets. We went to a lot of 24 hour restaurants.

    So…I’m sure you’re like WTF.  I’m the crazy one right? Well. Maybe. Maybe crazy smart.

    I was a in a bad place and was in limbo about whether I wanted to get the fuck out of dodge.  I needed that extra boost and being in a sleepy town in a stupid relationship was a great catalyst.

    As my old live journal tells me, I went on a trip to San Francisco and had been talking to my friend’s friend a lot online.  We hooked up while I was there and I made crazy boy pick me up from the airport. He tried to make out with me and I iced him.

    I moved to San Francisco 6 days later and lived there for 5 years. He still calls me.

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virus

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  2. So, I dated a sociopath.

    So, this one time, ok a lot of times, I dated a sociopath.

    One time for 3 years.

    Another time for 6 months.

    Many, many times for 30 minutes.

    I passed a book in San Francisco called “How to tell you are dating a sociopath”

    Instead of spending $25 ($5 on Amazon.com) you can consult me. Or this blog.

    Hope you enjoy.

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