Let you down.
I've had just enough mead to lower my inhibitions to the point where I don't feel bad about asking people that read this journal if they live in the New York City area.
Or, hell, if they know anyone who does.
For the most part I'm quite all right with solitude, but there are some very intense nights and days that make me long for face-to-face conversations and direct physical contact. So I figure, I know people reading this know others in the area, and if I keep asking maybe eventually I'll get a goddamn answer.
I haven't gotten one yet, but I've got a pretty big bottle of mead, and I'm not above asking over and over again.
Or, hell, if they know anyone who does.
For the most part I'm quite all right with solitude, but there are some very intense nights and days that make me long for face-to-face conversations and direct physical contact. So I figure, I know people reading this know others in the area, and if I keep asking maybe eventually I'll get a goddamn answer.
I haven't gotten one yet, but I've got a pretty big bottle of mead, and I'm not above asking over and over again.

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But hey, I can get a bus ticket to NYC for really cheap, and I wouldn't mind going as long as there was someone there to meet me at the bus stop. Going to NYC and meeting you are both on my bucket list, so if you've time in the summer, maybe we could arrange a weekend or something. :)