Is this, like, a date?
An Anonymous commenter left this yesterday:
'Anonymous said...
yep, yep. i has been said. a coffee. not much more to say. although:
a persuasive tale. mmmm. why? yep. a tale.
i find myself thinking every now and then. and, my thought on coffee is:
state library, melbourne, call no. 808.819354 V81M
distance, desire.
anon05@2004
7:35 PM '
Is this person trying to ask me out? And if they are, do I have to chase them around the State Library? Part of me is imagining one of those great 80's film moments where we're on either side of a shelf and an incredibly pertinent book slides out* and our eyes lock and then James Spader appears and we have a three-way.
Things like this always intrigue me because I am a bit of a gaylord with an over-active imagination. Mysterious dark stranger with a penchant for prose. Let's face it, there's a big chance it could be Bob Ellis and this is my one and only chance of getting a tongue-kiss with him before the election.
What should I do, readership?
*I was kind of thinking that Motley Crue's 'The Dirt' seemed about right.
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James Spader rules.
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I certainly shall NOT return to gayness in such a public space. Dead coke fiends have a place in my heart.
you most certainly do have to chase them around the state library, with a hidden camera. and then you can make a documentary. and if they guy is hot then yay, you have a video reminder of your first date. if he's a freak you can sell your movie and make millions. either way you could get good sex
Everyone should, at least once in their lives, post 'anonymously' from the State Library, preferably while tripping off their guts or otherwise deranged. Once I entered malformed URL after URL into one of their public access internet machines ... because I *knew* that They(tm) would read it. Oh how the time flies.
(Looking forward to getting you drunk/sucking face/pelicanning like NRL players this Sat)
I say go for it. You probably need a good shagging.
MsFits, you disappoint me. A semi-literate dorkbrain leaves an incomprehensible stalker message and you go all gooey?
You're a smart girl, not Pavlov's dog. Stay away from this dingaling.
TV's KB, you of all people should know that I am a raging egotist who drops to her knees at the first sign of affection.
p.s. incomprehensible stalker messages just happen to be my latest obession.
" incomprehensible stalker messages just happen to be my latest obession."
yeah? here's one for you...
on saturday night, you will be working the dj booth at ding dong, and when you least expect it (while you're cueing up 'girls on film' by duran duran) you will gasp as you feel me press my **** **** between your ********* from behind. I will move against you as Simon Le Bon caresses your ears, and if you're lucky I might give you a reach around. your panties (white cotton) will explode right off your body, as I pour a whole bottle of ***** ******** all over your *****. then my dog will lick it all up, sending you into shuddering waves of ******* ecstacy. when you're good and ***, i'll slide the full length of my **** **** into you, making the record skip all over the place. but just before you ***, i will withdraw and disappear, taking my dog with me. and all you will see, is a little card, left on the mixer, that says "come to my sex party in kensington tonight, so i can finish you off properly. i'll be in the spa...again".
stalking gets y'all going? jeez... would so have revealed insider knowledge with hopeful impunity. but now that seems all weird. coincidental stalking? shit happens. see you in sydney at the end of October ;)
anon05@2004 says:
desire at call no. 808.819354 V81M, state library, melbourne. to love? mmmm. desire seems to be a healthy trait. an expression. a delicate position, searching for another element. contrast the exposure of my time. i'm only expressing a thought.
and, i, sitting alone. coffee. it's just me.
anon05@2004
p.s love is: a social construct? a purpose?
hate to rain on your parade - though i guess in this context the technical term is golden shower - but anonymous posted same/similar on my blog too.
but at least s/he left an email address on your blog, so i can track him down and demand s/he explain itself .
may turn up on saturday with nabokov from soulpacific but i start work at synchotron at 9amand finish casual job at mentone bowl at prob midnight, so cutting it fine...
I can't believe my anonymous prose-writer is a stalking slut. That is truly devastating.
At least I've got something to look forward to when I play Duran Duran on Saturday night. Although I'm sure Ding Dong have strict rules when it comes to allowing dogs on the premises.
love is... utterly fucked?
someone told me that love is trying to give something you dont have to someone tat doesnt exist. how apposite.
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