Jan 14, 2010 16:46
she is my p.r.d.c.t. yes, like the bratmobile song.
A little less than 15 years ago, two teenage outcasts met via the Chainsaw message boards (yo old riot grrrls, remember that???). I was a nerd, I was (pretty sure I was) gay, I was a fucking freak in Hawaii. We both did zines, we both were into mail. A couple of years later we met in person in Olympia at the Yoyoagogo music festival. I remember thinking she was cute.
Over the years we kinda kept in touch, through live journal (LJ!) entries, zine trades, common friends, etc. I saw her picture from the NACCCS last year and was like, hey, i think I know that girl?
This fall I was on the Barred for Life photobook tour with Stew, helping interview people with Black Flag tattoos for his book. We stayed over in Chapel Hill and Susie showed me some pictures of her ex-gf's ex-gf on her computer (i know, it's weird.) I was like... hey, is that girl's name Lian? She's cuuuuuute!
I found out she lives in NY and I was like, we live so close, we need to hangout! So I emailed her and ended up going up to Brooklyn for one of the most fun weekends of my life. I had a major crush.
You know how things go. We have everything in common, yet we're completely different and complementary. We live close enough, yet far enough to keep our own lives seperate from each other. She's the cutest girl I've ever madeout with. She is incredible sweet and caring and affectionate and generous and offensive and hilarious and kind of perfect. I sort of feel like I'm walking around in a dream.
So here's to my NY girlfriend. Everything is so rad.