Not much backwards in coming forwards.
Yesterday I dusted off my acting boots (which rather desperately require resoling if you must know) to help my friend Jaime out with a pilot he was shooting.
One of my fellow actrines was a gentleman who looked very familiar to me - I was positive I had met him years ago and spent the entire day musing silently over our connection.
(Please note I was at this stage also concentrating on delivering my lines and not bumping into the furniture, so the musing was indeed a feat of the highest order.)
AND THEN PART-WAY THROUGH A VERY WITTY SCENE ABOUT KOORI WRESTLERS I REALISED WITH A SLIGHT JOLT.
I had left an 'I Saw You' message for him in the Beat magazine personals thirteen years ago.
Thirteen years!
I Saw You!
BEAT MAGAZINE PERSONALS!
Honestly.
I had seen Justin in a Jean Genet play performed at the Old Melbourne Gaol, and fallen fleetingly and somewhat breathlessly in love with him from a respectful distance. He was an actor, he was shouting, he was anally raped onstage before a frankly startled audience. WHAT MORE COULD I WANT.
So I took the next logical step.
I placed a notice in the personals with his full name and my phone number, urging him to contact me.
He did.
We had a date.
We duly made out, if memory serves.
He was lovely.
I didn't raise the issue yesterday as we 'performed' together in dedicated thesp fashion, nor did he. But a secret part of me enjoyed that fiesty seventeen year-old strumpet of 1994 and her bullishly forward behaviour, and when I kissed Justin on the cheek goodbye...life seemed kind of sweet.
493 days til the next election.
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Some people will go to "any length" to get a date with you!
boom tish
I didn't even know Beat HAD personals...I wonder if that's the same Justin who I met who I somehow discovered knew you (relax, we were talking about writer families we admired THAT IS ALL) which led to me re-discovering you which now leads to me re-discovering him and this is all very weird isn't it?
or it could be a completely different Justin and I could have just told all and sundry that for no reason whatsover and you're all going 'care. not'.
How lovely. What a firecracker you are - I bet he's very pleased with the memory too.
Exactly how do I get me some of that (I mean your joyful and courageous spirit - I'm not asking for advice on scoring hot date).
Say yes to everything, Anon. Except if someone is asking you to be in a pornographic movie.
I'm less amazed by the coincidence of you running into him again after all these years, Fits, as by the fact that the person said personals ad was for ACTUALLY SAW THE DAMN THING IN THE FIRST PLACE.
Most personals seem so desperately hopeless, especially when they're the vague & generic sort:
"You: white t-shirt, smiled as I drove past, corner of Chapel Street & Commercial Road last Friday. Me, white t-shirt, blonde, singing along to Kylie in the car. Can't stop thinking about you. Coffee?"
Good for you, you crafter of carefully to the point personals, you.
a woman after my own heart. love your spunk, ms fits.
don't go changin'
[nose wrinkle]
that's nice :p
Who couldn't fall for a man they see anally raped on stage? Did you ever have a second date? Did he remember you?
Your too funny Ms Fits.
Bless
you are good... say yes! say yes! more sage advice from a clever lady... a woman after my own heart...
guess what else... i fell in love last week... ok bye.
i saw that play too, on a SCHOOL EXCURSION! it blew my 17 year old closeted gay mind. i was obsessed with all the men in that play for years afterwards... mandi xox
this reminds me of tobias in arrested development, saying (and i recently quote john surname i think here):
"if i may take off my actor hat here for a moment, and put on my ah-nahl/rah-piste hat"
(read it as a blend of analyst and therapist.)
[cacks self]
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