obviously.
susan and i have been trying to make new friends for the past few weeks, an endeavor that has silmultaneously made me feel grateful for the friends i have and completely burned out on trying to befriend anyone else. and all this without ever meeting a single person! that has got to be an accomplishment of sorts (though not what i was striving for), or at the very least extremely funny. here's how it went: we put an ad on craigslist. people responded. downhill from there.
from a sociological perspective it's been a fascinating experiment. again, not my intention, but if that's all i get out of this then that's good enough. my plan was to meet people that we have things in common with and then partake in some common interests, instead of just gathering information about people who i thought maybe we had something in common with, except oh wait, i was wrong, dammit.
we exchanged emails with about half a dozen people who responded to our online ad advertising our need to fill our friend void. i should mention that i've tried this before with no luck, because last time i forgot to go into detail. this time i knew what not to do and assumed i would be more successful by being very specific about what i wanted: non-girly lesbian friends who like to hang out at home, watch movies, discuss politics or pretty much anything else, have bbqs and dinner get-togethers, and go to coffee shops. i mentioned i like to read. i also mentioned beer and football for susan's sake because she groups football watching and beer drinking together and wants friends to watch games with. alcohol didn't figure prominently in that list. there was a lot to choose from. i assumed that anyone who likes any combination of these things would have something in common with us.
so during the exchanging of emails phase of this failed experiment, a couple of things became clear:
1. lesbians, as i mentioned in a previous post, are flaky.
2. lesbians who like the aforementioned activities? are lushses.
i don't know if this is true of lesbians as a whole (maybe? yes? no? only in austin? am i allowed to generalize like this?) but i can say that the people who wrote to us are overwhelmingly flaky and lushy. i can deal with flakiness much better than lushiness because spending weekday nights getting drunk in bars--i thought people got over that once they were out of college. and then i remembered:
3. austin=party town
i forgot. i am so not the partying type. and then i remembered that that's why people live here. got it.
but the people who wrote to me--when i said i was more inclined to stay home and have people over than to hang out in bars--they were like, ugh. bars. i'm so over that scene.
then they invariably would send me a text message that said: going 2 6th st 2nite. wanna meet up?
and their facebook would advertise just how much they needed a drink right this very second, or how they drank too much the night before.
that was when i realized that lesbians, or at least the ones i thought i had things in common with--i probably do, drinking aside--consume alcohol more frequently and publicly than the average person. which leads me to:
4. craigslist, not a good way to make friends.
from a sociological perspective it's been a fascinating experiment. again, not my intention, but if that's all i get out of this then that's good enough. my plan was to meet people that we have things in common with and then partake in some common interests, instead of just gathering information about people who i thought maybe we had something in common with, except oh wait, i was wrong, dammit.
we exchanged emails with about half a dozen people who responded to our online ad advertising our need to fill our friend void. i should mention that i've tried this before with no luck, because last time i forgot to go into detail. this time i knew what not to do and assumed i would be more successful by being very specific about what i wanted: non-girly lesbian friends who like to hang out at home, watch movies, discuss politics or pretty much anything else, have bbqs and dinner get-togethers, and go to coffee shops. i mentioned i like to read. i also mentioned beer and football for susan's sake because she groups football watching and beer drinking together and wants friends to watch games with. alcohol didn't figure prominently in that list. there was a lot to choose from. i assumed that anyone who likes any combination of these things would have something in common with us.
so during the exchanging of emails phase of this failed experiment, a couple of things became clear:
1. lesbians, as i mentioned in a previous post, are flaky.
2. lesbians who like the aforementioned activities? are lushses.
i don't know if this is true of lesbians as a whole (maybe? yes? no? only in austin? am i allowed to generalize like this?) but i can say that the people who wrote to us are overwhelmingly flaky and lushy. i can deal with flakiness much better than lushiness because spending weekday nights getting drunk in bars--i thought people got over that once they were out of college. and then i remembered:
3. austin=party town
i forgot. i am so not the partying type. and then i remembered that that's why people live here. got it.
but the people who wrote to me--when i said i was more inclined to stay home and have people over than to hang out in bars--they were like, ugh. bars. i'm so over that scene.
then they invariably would send me a text message that said: going 2 6th st 2nite. wanna meet up?
and their facebook would advertise just how much they needed a drink right this very second, or how they drank too much the night before.
that was when i realized that lesbians, or at least the ones i thought i had things in common with--i probably do, drinking aside--consume alcohol more frequently and publicly than the average person. which leads me to:
4. craigslist, not a good way to make friends.
posted by sarah at 7:52 AM
4 Comments:
You know, if I were a lesbian I'd be the lushy, martini drinking, meet-in a-bar-type because 1) I hate football and don't like beer and 2) I've never used craigslist and 3) I find the penis a valuable asset to sex.
that being said . . . how about an ad for a lesbian book club that meets in a coffee shop once a week?
your penis comment is hilarious. you could totally be part of the girls who call themselves lesbians but sleep with men contingent! they exist, much to my confusion.
also, i thought of you when i wrote this post. i wondered what you would have to say because i know you <3 your alcohol. i figured you might be like, I DON'T SEE WHAT THE PROBLEM IS.
:)
funny you mention book clubs. i tried that through meetup.com. further proof that lesbians are flaky: about 20 people signed up for this book club, and then no one showed up. i would have had i felt better that day. i admit to being part of the problem.
interestingly, this is the second time this has happened with me joining a book club, but the first time the organizers couldn't get their shit together enough to get it started.
i suppose the answer to this is that i should start one. i think i'd probably be all nazi-ish about it and make everyone read only books i like... :) and then no one would show up, and i'd get to read my favorite books by myself. that's not a bad idea...
Sarah, I'd try the Austin Chronicle. I've met more than my fair share of cool peeps. I would expect that you and Susan would be just as successful if not more. There's a completely separate section, for, ya know, who people who just want to get some action. hence, it already prefilters out all the hornies.
I think it is time for another post.
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