LGBT Chat #6

I'm 19 today.
I get three cakes!

Seriously, it was a very good meet.

Gesar arrived the first and I met him, and gangstermidget, and we then waited for everyone else who then arrived pretty much on time, except Crisps who was a bit late. We then walked around Leicester Sq trying to find somewhere cheap & able to accommodate 7 people (and Beige_Angel's suitcase ) ... we then (somehow??) worked our way to Soho and found a Pizza Express. Beige_Angel tried to chat up the waitress with her *cough* French ... while C2H5OH flapped his hands looking at the menu realising it was comprised of pizzas ... I choose to have the Chicken Cesar Salad which was a little disappointing. Gesar was testing resonance and damping on wine glasses at the table, determined to do something scientific at the meet (we also had a minute silence to the absent members we all wanted to meet ).

Soon we found ourselves walking around Soho trying to find somewhere nice to drink and socialise, whilst, I suspect, dbmag9 was trying to find a hairdressers. I, of course, suggested the perfect location of the "Duke of Argyll" which turned out to be be rather nice (and as Gesar pointed out, cheaper than Cambridge) ... we then entered a discourse of atheism and Gesar (as you'd expect) talked about naked guys and everyone admitted to actually liking Daniel Radcliffe () ... C2H5OH had to promptly leave to meet a friend (a potential **** buddy) and found out he was cancelled by this supposed friend and had to come crawling back to reclaim his seat ... while Beige_Angel & gangstermidget made frequent visits outside to the toilets ... and all along Crisps was babbling in some foreign accent. I had some pleasant white wine and Gesar had a pint (and still talked about naked guys and his Evangelical hall-mate and how he is going to rape him one day). Beige_Angel tried to explain gender and queer theory to us, and we concurred that C2H5OH was actually TinTin who resembled a librarian we all know. Beige_Angel also expressed a preference to her other internet friends

We then decided to have a bite at McDonalds at which point C2H5OH flapped his hands in homosexual dismay at the place and after having done that, we wanted to go somewhere else and I offered a fantastic suggestion of going to the Hayward Gallery at Waterloo. We made it to the Gallery, had more chats (and the topic of how to pronounce "Laertes" came up ) and got free cakes (at which a heated discussion erupted over carrot cakes ... *cough* Crisps). We went to Waterloo and engaged in hugs and grobes of goodbye.

Lay - Ur - Tees

Yes, I realise the Greeks didn't intend for me to butcher the language to that pronunciation but that's what it is.

That's how I pronounced it. That means I get shotgun.

Shotgun. Whatever is this?

When deciding the seating arrangements in a car, going in the front passenger seat is known as 'riding shotgun', and the first to call 'shotgun' gets to sit there. Thus the word has come to be a generic way of calling one's claim to something before others.

Oh, I understood it in the context of cars, just not in the context... Does this mean I've been pimped based on the pronunciation of 'Laertes'?

Well, it's still a ride...

Seriously, it was a very good meet.

Gesar arrived the first and I met him, and gangstermidget, and we then waited for everyone else who then arrived pretty much on time, except Crisps who was a bit late. We then walked around Leicester Sq trying to find somewhere cheap & able to accommodate 7 people (and Beige_Angel's suitcase ) ... we then (somehow??) worked our way to Soho and found a Pizza Express. Beige_Angel tried to chat up the waitress with her *cough* French ... while C2H5OH flapped his hands looking at the menu realising it was comprised of pizzas ... I choose to have the Chicken Cesar Salad which was a little disappointing. Gesar was testing resonance and damping on wine glasses at the table, determined to do something scientific at the meet (we also had a minute silence to the absent members we all wanted to meet ).

Soon we found ourselves walking around Soho trying to find somewhere nice to drink and socialise, whilst, I suspect, dbmag9 was trying to find a hairdressers. I, of course, suggested the perfect location of the "Duke of Argyll" which turned out to be be rather nice (and as Gesar pointed out, cheaper than Cambridge) ... we then entered a discourse of atheism and Gesar (as you'd expect) talked about naked guys and everyone admitted to actually liking Daniel Radcliffe () ... C2H5OH had to promptly leave to meet a friend (a potential **** buddy) and found out he was cancelled by this supposed friend and had to come crawling back to reclaim his seat ... while Beige_Angel & gangstermidget made frequent visits outside to the toilets ... and all along Crisps was babbling in some foreign accent. I had some pleasant white wine and Gesar had a pint (and still talked about naked guys and his Evangelical hall-mate and how he is going to rape him one day). Beige_Angel tried to explain gender and queer theory to us, and we concurred that C2H5OH was actually TinTin who resembled a librarian we all know. Beige_Angel also expressed a preference to her other internet friends

We then decided to have a bite at McDonalds at which point C2H5OH flapped his hands in homosexual dismay at the place and after having done that, we wanted to go somewhere else and I offered a fantastic suggestion of going to the Hayward Gallery at Waterloo. We made it to the Gallery, had more chats (and the topic of how to pronounce "Laertes" came up ) and got free cakes (at which a heated discussion erupted over carrot cakes ... *cough* Crisps). We went to Waterloo and engaged in hugs and grobes of goodbye.

Some corrections!

- Liam doesn't know what caesar salad is. (no tomatoes for you! )
- Crisps is very northern.
- Beige_Angel and gangstermidget got on rather well
- I'M NOT AS CAMP AS LIAM SEEMED TO INSINUATE
- ...though I kind of forgive him as he's very pretty
- dbmag9 probably should have found a hairdresser
- We didn't admit to liking Daniel Radcliffe!
- I probably should commit suicide as the alternative is to spend my life as a librarian who looks like Tintin, apparently

Well, this is a first.

Some corrections!

- Liam doesn't know what caesar salad is. (no tomatoes for you! )
- Crisps is very northern. true
- Beige_Angel and gangstermidget got on rather well
- I'M NOT AS CAMP AS LIAM SEEMED TO INSINUATE yes you are
- ...though I kind of forgive him as he's very pretty
- dbmag9 probably should have found a hairdresser grr
- We didn't admit to liking Daniel Radcliffe! I did
- I probably should commit suicide as the alternative is to spend my life as a librarian who looks like Tintin, apparently we never said it was a bad thing!

What, me being lewd, or you being pimped out? I refuse to believe either.

To me being pimped out.

First time someone's told you, perhaps.

Lulz, I'm staying over at my friends house tonight. Her family is re-celebrating Chinese New Year and having some friends/family over... I feel so out of place! I can't understand anything her mum says Plus her little sister just came in to say hello and then went all shy and ran off; think I may have scared her a little This is going to be an interesting night. The kitchen is full of Chinese cooking though, looking forward to that at least!

Still have no plans for Tuesday though, bleak...

Upload the meet photos. Maybe not the ones with me in them, though...

Have a fun night, though. Did you friend's brother survive until 2am in the pub?

Lay - Ur - Tees

Yes, I realise the Greeks didn't intend for me to butcher the language to that pronunciation but that's what it is.

It's what we say it is ...