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Working day any given day


Important man of the day next to which I have recently sat doesn’t know the difference between sensible and sensitive and kept using the first instead of the second in front of his audience. Is that funny or scary?

Don’t be surprised if one day I ask you for your wife. I have started doing that with cars of friends.


I am not in bed sleeping.
I am getting ready for a journey to the seaside but not for the sea.
I have been writing a press release and a presentation.
I cannot use my car.

I, I, I. Me, me, me. I am such a cry baby, but I cannot help it.

Major (shutdown) allert


I know things suck when: I have to wear a suit and I don’t feel like, and instead of making it in time for the meeting I am uploading photos. What was that recurrent passing thought of quitting?

Killer t-shirt


Nothing.

Funny things about Gayfest 2007 in Bucharest


Gayfest was on my birthday.

It was raining, but I am gay all the time, not only when the sun shines (via Mitzy).

There were probably more straight people this year too. This was not funny, but rather sad. However, this shows that a straight friend is a friend in deed ;)

I heard going to the pride is not “trendy” anymore. Then I prefer to be obsolete.

There were three times more gendarmes than participants, and there were only about 200 participants.

Either Gayfest is becoming another bloggers meeting, or indeed everybody has a blog these days: Mitzy, Soldatelul, Andressa, Loremonde, Fata cu soarele, Gramo, Romerican

I heard guys passing by the pride, as participants gathered, chanting “We want girls, we want girl!”. Guys, this is all the more reason straight guys should support gay guys: more girls left for the first.

Talking about chanting, one of the most fervent marchers was Romerican. And he was shouting “We’re here! We’re queer!”, and the Romanian version “Hey, hey, hey, eu sunt gay!”. Sean, trust me, you are not even curious and we know it. But thanks, anyway. Is it OK if I said I love you? :)

More pics from me here.

Gauss busy day


Wake up, play loud music, text people, spend time receiving best wishes, clip off this remaining finger nails, massage, buy drinks, walk the pride, dinner, look pretty, don’t show true age.

I am

To be, to have, to like, to love, the essential verbs.

I am 33. I will try to tell you who I am. Actually I have just started to be 33. Although, technically, I will be 33 at 7.30 am. But I cannot help it if friends lingered long enough make it past 12 so they can be the firsts to wish me happy birthday. Even my laptop had a little beer. To celebrate.

So here I am, without a plan. Just Internet access, a cold beer and brie, the cheese.

If you wanted to know more about me, here is your chance. If you didn’t, stop reading now.

I AM

- (moderately) tall, 1.86 probably, I have not used the centimeter lately
- thin, yes, I know I have been fussing lately about a so called belly, but the fact is I have been a 33/34 waist all my life, at least as far as I can remember. I’d still be wearing the jeans I bough with my first scholarship, with Valentina, a Converse pair, but the weaving gave up on me at the knees and there was a show of buttocks. Last time they were worn at roller-blading, where it is acceptable to show some skin. Which I most of the time avoid because of the chicken legs, and arms, and Camenberg texture of my office tanned dermis.
- a blond, smart, with a sense of humour
- a fairly good friend
- a Gemini with a Cancer ascendant; this doesn’t make my life any easier, apart from duality I am increasingly suffering from indecision

I HAVE
- a boyfriend miles away
- an ex-boyfriend. Hard to believe as it might seem, yes, only one ex-boyfriend
- a couple of ex-girlfriends. I took me a while to realize what I am, where I am going and the like. I am only sorry for the wasted time.
- a loving family, who knows, understands and supports me, but they are not easy to be with sometimes
- the best friends, thank you, guys!

I LIKE
- cheese and tomatoes. I have a craving for cheese, that must come from my lack of calcium… I have no other explanation
- dogs, for the unconditioned love and companionship they offer
- films, music, books, in this order, although if they made me do something, I’d have to write rather than anything else
- boys. OK, I like some girls too, and I don’t like all the boys… That should’ve gone to “I am gay”?
- debate. Questioning is cause for progress, taking everything with a grain of salt is healthy, and expressing oneself is commendable

Moviewise

My latest private screenings include A Love Song for Bobby Long, this is how I have discovered my crush for Gabriel Macht.

Last night I saw Confidence, which reminded me of a different role for Garcia in Things to Do in Denver When You Are Dead. Occasion to spot another hottie, a sort of Ben Affleck with style.

And, to end the night on a positive up note, The Life of David Gale.

What is the meaning of the empty seat?


Another day goes by, brings me closer to my being 33. At least I managed to get a few of the irrelevant things working.

I have also managed to sleep through most of the late afternoon. Mom called and woke me up. Among other, she told me not to go to the pride march. I replied I do not think it is appropriate for me to be afraid, or ashamed to go out of the house. Final pleed was “You were there last year too”. You bet. Guess where I’ll be this year.

I have also managed to clip off 3 finger nails.

850

Cluj, TIFF, 4 movies, I liked two: I really hate my job, and Albastru inchis aproape negru (will look for the original title soon), drive back, worried, tired, depressed, no Internet, no computer, no car, no going to work, many tasks, have I mentioned depressed? angry, been crying, no apparent reason, movies, music, depressed, lots of chocolate, I have to hurry finish this post, 118 people are waiting for me to deliver them home in another far away county. I “love”! being the bus-attendant… Birthday approaching. No plan. :( Depressed.