Socially Inadequate ??????

Last night, after a pretty good workout and a fantastic warm shower, as I was using a fluffy towel all over me I had a thought, well one thought that I still have in mind now.

I was in a room full of naked men, some of them being openly gay and looking at other males’ attribute, I was feeling less uneasy that when I am in a room full of clothed people!

Is it because I know I wouldn’t talk to any of the guys or just because I am less body shy that socially inadequate? The expression is now in the air.

I got to think about this one as it really summarizes one thing I am wondering about now:

Am I socially inadequate?

When it comes to writing and expressing myself to people I know or sort of know, I have no problem communicating. But if, like it happens in real life all the time, I meet someone I have never seen before I sort of tend not to get in contact and most probably act as if I am not friendly at all. For example, I have managed in the near past to walk out of a club where I went on my own and stayed for four hours without talking to anyone! And without having anyone trying to talk to me either!

On my way back home, in the cab, I asked myself:

Dude, are you socially inadequate or what? Or what?

It is rather funny as, during dinners, I am not the one in the corner just listening to the others. I usually am quiet and i usually get started when one thing triggers me. Then, I do not stop if i enjoy the crowd.
Isn't it being socially adequate?

But then again, i wouldn't talk to someone if i haven't been introduced.
Picture this: I could go to a BBQ and not talk to anyone if i haven't been introduced!
Isn't it being socially inadequate?

Or what?

Well, at least one person loves me!

Happy, happy birthday, my ever dearest (blip, censured)!

The warmest and greatest wishes for a very wonderful guy.... I want to wish you ALL the best, love, success, happiness, good fortune and good health not only today but always... May all your wishes come true...

And never forget that your are the hell of a sexy man: intellectually sexy of course...

I also want to take this opportunity to say some things....

First, THANK YOU for everything. You've been such a great friend from the very first day we met. And i really do appreciate you, your friendship and your kindness. Thank you for always being there for me. For accepting me, my good and not-so-good part. For all your time talking to me and reading my messages (eventhough, i just keep on repeating same things). For everything, thank you so much.... I want you to know that i'm always here for you and nobody and nothing can ever change my love for you... I love you so much (blip, censured) and you are very dear to me... You are one of those people whom i will cherich and treasure for the rest of my life. You are such a great person and i'm really thankful, grateful and proud for having you....

Just stay happy and keep on enjoying life... I love you and i terribly miss you, my dear friend... Take good care of yourself always, sweetheart.. God bless... mwaaah

I have been taking care of my mind and body

Man,
one year ago, almost, my best friend told me something that struck me.
We were walking in the parking lot of my former company, and heading to the car, he was behind me. With all the bluntness he is capable of, he only told me: 'man, you got fat. Your butt got pretty big.' That's one of the things i LOVE about this man, that's his free speech and i am not being sarcastic.

So, i have been taking care of my mind and body since then. I have 5 kilos to go but they will still be around when i'll turn 32 years old. So, i postpone a wee bit for these bastards!

Exercise alone provides psychological and physical benefits. However, if you also adopt a strategy that engages your mind while you exercise, you can get a whole host of psychological benefits fairly quickly.

Trust me

Love, that’s when someone's body superseeds the whole universe

At first, there was this play which title isn’t important.

I am sure I didn’t understand it all anyway. The only thing I understood was the movement of your legs, on stage. I never realized before how gorgeously shaped these were. Maybe because it was the first time I was staring at you from a first row seat, you wearing a short skirt.

With a short skirt, one can see the full length of the legs but it is always difficult to tell how beautiful these are, still discombobulated.
I wasn’t feeling like you were on stage and I was seating first row.

I was feeling like you were over me, all over me.
We were not touching, physically out of reach, but your body was stifling me.
It was even more real than the building and the whole crowd behind me.

Your body was filling up the whole space as if it was sunlight, rain, snow and wind.
Love, that’s when someone's body superseeds the whole universe.
It blocks the horizon and, as open horizon is a menacing sight, we relax.
What we are looking for in Love, is relief because we all suffer: i was relieves to feel my stress building up, stiffening up.

Then, our first kiss in the club, our first kiss for the second time, our second first kiss and the ten other thousand clubbers instantanetly vanished.
Lovers are like mass serial killers: they wipe out thousand of people in a blink.
When you kiss, that's the only moment when time, like a murderer disturbed by the police, freezes.

Mouth is where one’s Mind resides and that’s why the tongue, handling talks, and teeth, handling food, are there: because one’s Mind chats and gluttons. It is also where self and integrity lay siege.
Lips are as sweet as the ability to choose.
When they open up, spreading apart, it is always at night because we close our eyes.
Lovers are like blind invaders.
I never understood people kissing eyes wide open, especially for the first or second first kiss. Eyes are so close to each other that, in all cases, there is nothing to be seen unless your eyes are at the tip of the tongue!

It is hard for me to believe that you were not even born when I was the leader of a bloody kindergarten gang , raiding girls and making sure they would cry.
You were not even a concept!
One of the amazing things granted to mankind only, distinguishing us from animals, is this ability to desire older, younger or same sex beings.

I love this temporal surface between us: it is like a snowboard slope onto which my desire freecarves.

Hear the snow,

feel me shiver.

Enjoying life is never remembering that you already had a bite.
What can be better than looking at someone living to the fullest when you already had your feast? How much better can you understand these smiles and embrace this happiness?

Then, there was this part of the evening when we got apart: you were then the center of attention, superb arabian princess.
That’s when I realized I was still sooooo fuckin’ drawn.

I came back home singing, full of you: the city was buzzing and smiling away. I was roaring.

I hailed a cab for the last remaining 500 meters: I didn’t know where I was anymore.

The following day, I was hovering above the ground because you had stolen my heavy heart.

In my mouth, I had yours.

Since, I’m feeling like you are inside me, all over but also inside everyone I am not talking to about you.

My birthday soon!

BIRTH, n.
The first and direst of all disasters.
As to the nature of it there appears to be no uniformity:
Castor and Pollux were born from the egg.
Pallas came out of a skull. Galatea was once a block of stone.
Peresilis, who wrote in the tenth century, avers that he grew up out of the ground where a priest had spilled holy water.
It is known that Arimaxus was derived from a hole in the earth, made by a stroke of lightning. Leucomedon was the son of a cavern in Mount Aetna, and I have myself seen a man come out of a wine cellar.
Wondering how my birth will be described during my eulogy...

Lemme to Murphy's law

Laundry Math:
1 Washer + 1 Dryer + 2 Socks = 1 Sock

I said on March 16th that i would start posting stupid things, well, i guess i wasn't lying...