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Gay romantism

People say I'm not a romantic...

This morning, I'm about to take my train when I come by this guy. In his thirties, pretty hot, un regard de braise (burning eyes, litterally). He looks at me and I look at him. The message has been transmitted. But I have to run to get my train, I'm late. Fortunately, I miss it and I must go to the other platform where the guy went. I stand close to him, we are kind of seeking each other. We get onto the train, face to face, we look at each other, we smile at each other. This game keeps going for two stops and he must get off. He looks at me meaning something like "what a shame".

"What a shame". I hate that idea, "what a shame". Like "we could have but no we can't". Of course yes we can!

I get off the train. I'm already late anyway. I chat him up and asks him for his number. He gives me his number, his name, asks me how I am and then he kisses me on the mouth. Just like that. Naturally, without wondering any question, right in the middle of the Tube platform.

How long had it been since I last kissed a man in a public space? Whether you like it or not, kissing in a public space is still a way to exist, to affirm their identities, to think: "Yes, I like men and I don't give a fuck about what you think". It's still an act of strength, of courage, nearly of militantism. I still have the feeling I am transgressing something when I kiss a man in public, even in London. It makes the act so special, so much stronger than with straight people, so much more romantic actually.

I don't have any illusion. The guy and I are probably not gonna be more than a few parties de plaisir (pleasure parties). But I have a very positive feeling.

I told it to some of my housemates, Andy and Luke, two straight guys, they were gutted that I could pull someone in the Tube so easily: "If I ever did that to a girl, she would call me a weirdo!" I was very proud. Once again, I find positive sides in being gay.

I meet up with the guy on Thursday evening. He answered my text message by saying he looked forward to it.

PS: don't you think this post lacks of pictures?

PPS: I wasn't even shaved! For FOUR DAYS!

I promote gay porn

  • 16 June 2008 at 12:20
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Picture in Amsterdam outside a gay sex shop

You imagined that, because of the post title, it would have been a bit more glamorous? Well no, it's just me yesterday in Amsterdam.

Quote of the day

It's not because I suspended my blog that I shouldn't update it from time to time.

A quote from Mrs Thatcher, during her campaign to become Prime Minister of Great Britain:

The Russians said I was "an iron lady". Well, they were right.

From philosophy to vomit

Yesterday, I went to the Popstarz party. I got in for free because I knew the guy at the entrance, an old "conquest". It was crazy, I was surrounded by teenagers, I was nearly feeling old! On the other hand, I was glad to see all these young guys being open about themselves, having fun and having their space...

A guy chatted up to me and we started talking about René Descartes, quantum physics and buddhism. We kissed all around the club and we decided to go to my place.

And that's when troubles began.

On the way home, the guy, who is my age, told me he still lives with his mum. Okay. He also asked me to pay him some chips because he didn't have any money. Er... okay. Once at home, he met Ada who gave him the bottle of tequila and he drank like, 2 shots! Er... Okay... Then he met my other housemates and kept on getting wasted. 15 minutes after entering my house, he looked fucking scary. This is so wrong! By the way, he told me he had been a heroin addict! (He used to smoke it, he didn't inject himself, thank god). Then I took him to the toilets and he puked. He went back to the kitchen chatting with my housemates while I had to clean his mess. At that moment, Ana (not Ada!) arrived and told me "Don't sleep with that guy!", which I didn't really intend to do anymore anyway!

The guy was feeling better but I couldn't throw him out since he still looked pretty bad to me. He wanted us to sleep together and I explained to him that seeing him puke turned me off. He didn't accept this excuse and we started fighting over why I didn't want to sleep with him. He needed to bother me as much as possible, fucking hell! I made him notice that he had not cleaned his mouth or his hands after puking. My housemates got into the room, they were surprised we were not having sex and they left. A few minutes later, Ada called me to ask me whether I wanted them to throw him out. My housemates are so nice.

This morning, I made as much noise as possible to wake him up and make him go, which took some time. He told me that I had unwillingly made him understand that he was too extreme. No, seriously? Then, he used my phone to call his mother and tell her he was coming. His mother got mad at him, telling him she was dead scared and that she was afraid he was with a junkie. He answered I didn't even drink alcohol (it's because I had my gastric accident, stupid idiot!) and he added in a very dramatic fashion: "I am an adult!".

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!

And then he FINALLY left. And I changed the bedsheets.

SHHH...

  • 07 June 2008 at 12:39
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Picture of me covering my eyes while smiling

I suspend my neverending lucubrations, to give myself some time to end the new version of my blog.

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HILLARYYYYYYY!!!!

Hillary Clinton officially suspended her campaign.

Hillary Clinton during her concession speech

Image credits: Reuters

We could go on and on and on about how and why she lost. For that, I suggest you read this article. She conceded in a graceful fashion by making a very flattering speech for Barack Obama. I still think that Obama doesn't carry the change he pretends to represent but I support him anyway.

I don't know what Hillary did in her previous life, but it probably wasn't pretty. After failing to install universal health care in 1993, then being humiliated worldwide after the Lewinski scandal in 1998, now she's failing at a nomination that everybody thought she would easily get. The tone of her campaign didn't make her more popular among Americans, far from it.

The campaign ending speech of Hillary was very humble. She indicated that the hits she had taken during this campaign were nothing compared to what millions of Americans live everyday and that, when she looked at all of her supporters, she felt truly blessed.

What I like about Hillary is her unfaltering determination. Despite the numerous attacks she has had to face for years, she kept on fighting. Now, she didn't get the nomination but she clearly said she would keep dedicating herself to the establishment of universal health care in the United States.

The best moment of the campaign has been, according to me, her victory in New Hampshire. After her stunning defeat in Iowa January 3rd, all the polls predicted a new defeat in the following primary. When a voter asked how she did it, how she kept fighting, a very tired Hillary broke down and talked passionately about her projects for America. The following day, she won the primary. Her victory speech in New Hampshire was so unexpected that my heart was beating like crazy when she ended with a burning tone:

Every single day, I am not going out there on my own, I am going out there accompanied by millions and millions of people who believe as I do that this country is worth fighting for!

Congratulations Senator Clinton.

Meme

Chris gave me this meme to do: saying 8 things about one's self. So be it.

  1. I would have been willing to say many things in this meme, but I've already said it all here.
  2. In love, like in human relationships in general, I don't know how to play. I am pretty direct. In everything. ;-)
  3. I am incapable of lying. Beautifying the reality, I kind of can do, but lying, no.
  4. I am very self-centred. Like every blogger.
  5. My back is hairy. Long and thick hairs. Not very numerous for now but I'm considering a waxing session.
  6. The more time passes by, the more sexually and sentimentally sensitive I am. Like a neverending puberty.
  7. I'm wondering where I'm going in life. I'm taking my time to figure it out.
  8. I'm happy to be homosexual. Indeed, it opened up my ming on so many things. If I hadn't been gay, I would probably have been someone very boring. Even more boring than this meme!

I'm not giving this meme to anyone, I'm keeping it!

At last!
I finished Stephen Hawking's book!

Cover of Stephen Hawking's book, 'A Brief History of Time'

Image credits: Bantam Books/Manni Mason

A Brief History of Time is a book written by famous scientist Stephen Hawking. The cover indicates that the book enables the reader to understand easily how the universe started and how it works, according to modern physics. But of course, it's very complicated! It took me more than a month to read it and my brain is a mess. Nevertheless, it's an absolutely passionating book.

Stephen Hawking explains the laws ruling the universe such as general relativity or quantum physics, galaxies, black holes, the big bang, and so on. Each page reveals a new concept that revolutionise your conception of the univers and, in the end, of life itself. By the way, I realised how ignorant I am of physics (even though I had a pretty good mark at my baccalauréat if I remember well... but Hawking explains this is normal, it takes tens of years before some concepts make it to school).

I had heard about the theory of general relativity but I didn't really know what it was about. Roughly speaking, what I remember from the book is that according to general relativity, space and time are not absolute. Thus, the time passing on Earth is different from the time passing in a black hole (it could even be that time stops in a black hole). This is crazy!

Similarly, the principles of quatum physics nearly get me into an identity crisis! Indeed, I was a complete determinist (not a genetic determinist though!) and so far, I imagined that everything could be explained by equations, theorems and stuff. But now, quantum physics introduce the principle of uncertainty. That is, randomness exists and must be taken into account. There even is a constant for randomness!

Hawking explains many other concepts, but he doesn't only do that. A very interesting part of the book is about a questioning of science itself: what is the goal of science, what is its legitimacy when what we believe today can be questioned the day after, is the complete explanation of the universe only a chimera? Another very interesting part is the position of science regarding God. Hawking warns that according to the next science discoveries, we could prove that God doesn't exist. Indeed, a hypothesis on the nature of the universe suggests that there could have been no beginning and there would be no ending of the universe, dismissing the idea of a creation and thus, of a creator. Otherwise, he also makes geeky jokes.

Now the problem is that the book is 20 year-old. And Hawking explains that science evolves so fast that what I learnt from it is probably already obsolete!

Mood of the moment

Update: I added the lyrics + a rough translation

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J'ai comme envie de tourner le gaz
Comme envie de m'faire sauter les plombs
Comme envie de t'expliquer comme ça
Que ton indifférence, elle ne me touche pas
Je peux très bien me passer de toi

Comme envie de sang sur les murs
Comme envie d'accident d'voiture
Comme envie d'expliquer comme ça
Que ton indifférence elle ne me touche pas
Je peux très bien me passer de toi

J'ai comme envie d'n'importe quoi
Comme envie de crever ton chat
Comme envie d'tout casser chez toi
Comme envie d'expliquer comme ça
Je peux très bien me passer de toi

J'ai comme envie d'une fin torride
Comme on en voit qu'au cinéma
J'ai comme envie qu'ce soit terrible
Et qu'ça se passe juste en bas de chez toi
Je peux très bien me passer de toi

Lyrics by Mano Negra

Rough translation:

I feel like I want to turn up the gas
Like I want to blow my fuses
Like I want to explain to you like that
That your indifference doesn't affect me
I can totally get over you

Like I want to see blood on the walls
Like I want a car crash
Like I want to explain to you like that
That your indifference doesn't affect me
I can totally get over you

Like I want a mess
Like I want to kill your cat
Like I want to wreck your place
Like I want to explain like that
I can totally get over you

I feel like I want a torrid ending
Like you see only at the cinema
I feel like I want it to be terrible
And to happen just outside your place
I can totally get over you

High Hospital Corridor

  • 02 June 2008 at 17:00
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Picture of the view from the hospital, with my reflect in the window

It's crazy how quickly you get bored at the hospital.

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