craiglist rough draft.

dear girl sitting next to onry/cape in the club scene of the sleestack payback dark time sunshine video at 1:05 and 1:24,

i am enamored with you. had i actually been lucky enough to occupy the same space as you, and not just your beautified likeness captured and broadcast across the internet, i think i would've worked up the nerve to speak to you. i would have said something subtle, but noteworthy, quelling the obvious, inevitable and often times just plain fucking annoying tattoo talk icebreakers that our generation seems to think they discovered, which you undoubtedly hear every day you leave the house in anything less than a turtleneck or a parka.

i don't know what i would've said, but it would've certainly led to us partaking in our respective preferred whiskey drinks together (whiskey and ginger ale for me) and discussing our respective preferred spooning positions (i'm perfectly fine with either, but definitely willing to accept the stereotypically male role of the big spoon). i don't know exactly what would've happened between that conversation and our happily ever after. but i do know that i would've insisted on taking things slow and waiting 'til the morning to discuss what to name the kids. the rest we can figure out after we actually meet. deal?

-lfm