A little faggot's complex

• 02 July 2009 at 11:05
• Diary

Children are terrorists.

There's a playground besides my workplace and I'm bound to pass by every time I need to buy food. Thankfully, the playground is surrounded by a huge grid in order to prevent them from escaping and harming the people outside.

The other day, their ball had fallen outside and one of them politely asked me to throw it back. Suddenly I remembered primary school, where all the little boys were laughing at me or expressing disgust because I would throw the ball like a faggot/chick/pansy, depending on days.

I though that if I had to throw it back, I had to be careful not to seem too feminine. But how do you throw a ball in a masculine way, exactly? I never understood. To get out of this bad situation, I decided to get rid of it as fast as possible and run away. So I took the ball and threw it as fast as possible. I knew it was a disaster, that with the way I had launched that ball, I could have taken part to the Miss California contest. I left straight away after that, like a big shameful faggot, without even expecting thanks from them (they thanked me though - these kids are well educated!).

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Note to Facebookers

• 02 July 2009 at 10:42
• Dirty Geek

I export the posts of my blog to Facebook and I'm super jealous: the posts receive more comments on Facebook than on my blog now.

To get revenge, I now import a light version of my blog asking users to click on a link that brings them on my blog, where they can comment too!

So, did it work?

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Fate in motion

• 01 July 2009 at 14:49
• Diary, Traveling

Did I already tell you I like dramatic titles?

I have just announced at work I'm leaving. I told them that Ada, Peter and I have booked our tickets to leave to South America from the 31st of October, that I will not come back to London, and as a result, I will leave the company. They were sad but they found it was a very exciting experience. It's now official.

That's it, it's starting.

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The curse of the STUPID hairdressers

• 01 July 2009 at 09:58
• Diary

Riddle of the day: why do I always get stupid hairdressers?

One month ago, I asked for a mohican haircut. The hairdresser made a cut that the grandpa next door could have asked for. Result: I bleached it all.

Last Sunday, I asked for a mohican again but more extreme, like a spike that would go from my forehead to my neck, leaving sides empty. The hairdresser (another one) started shaving... the hair on the back of my head. Result: I shaved it all.

I wondered whether I had issues to express myself but I thought I had been clear enough ("I want long hair on top and on the back but VERY SHORT ON THE SIDES!!!"). I even considered the idea that I had been cursed or that fate was trying to prevent me from getting a good haircut.

And then, all of sudden, I had a revelation.

I realised I always go to cheap hair salons.

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Hit on by a stranger on the street

• 30 June 2009 at 12:37
• Diary, Love, sex, etc.

Ah, being hit on by a stranger on the street, what a fantasy! It already happened to me to accost some guys on the street, even on the Tube, but I have never been accosted though. And finally, on Sunday morning, it happened! But totally not in the way I had fancied it.

I was coming back from an exercise session, wet of sweat, with my little bottle of water in my hand. I passed by a guy wearing some skinny trousers, a jacket covered with spikes and long red-dyed hair. He started walking towards me and said to me:

Hello, blondie!

I wondered whether he was talking to me and turned around. He was looking at me, his eyes were like empty. He must have been either very drunk, or fucked up. No, I couldn't get hit on by an interesting or nice guy, or even, a simple guy, no, I had to get hit on by some junkie as high as a kite.

I asked him with a hypocritical smile if he was alright but he didn't answer and kept walking towards me. So I decided to ignore him and I kept walking. But he was still after me! I suddenly understood all these women harrassed on the streets by psychos. I walked faster until he gave up.

Blondie!

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Quote of the day

• 28 June 2009 at 06:59
• Tombé pour la France, Politik Pop, Quote of the day

There are many French people, including people with long-term diseases, who need to work in order to get better.

Quote by Frédéric Lefebvre, spokesman for President Sarkozy's UMP party, who wants to give "the right" to work to people on sick leave.

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Lose You

• 27 June 2009 at 09:34
• Music, cinema, TV, books...

Peaches took singing lessons. But not acting lessons.

I find this song very sexy.

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Rachida

• 24 June 2009 at 09:40
• Music, cinema, TV, books..., Tombé pour la France, Politik Pop

For the departure of our Minister of Justice, Mme Rachida Dati...

Especially dedicated to JU.

A bien regarder, j'aime ta position
Les jambes croisées, jupe ou pantalon

Rachida, mon p'tit chat
T'as besoin que d'un seul doigt
Pour m'envoyer en prison
Et me filer 100 coups de bâton

Ca m'donne envie de dominer
C'est tellement bon de tout controller
J'ai comme une soif de pouvoir
J'veux rendre les choses obligatoires

Oh oui oh oui je veux gouverner
Votez pour moi vous serez récompensés
Je vais transformer le pays en charnier
Et vous exploiter pour ensuite vous supprimer

Rachida, femme de loi
Je crois qu'je suis jalouse de toi
Moi aussi je veux etre ministre
Délégation de l'Antéchrist

Ma première loi sera d'obliger
Les gens comme toi a se déshabiller
La deuxième loi en vigueur
De castrer tous les chasseurs

Lyrics by Sexy Sushi

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Iran

• 23 June 2009 at 12:59
• Politik Pop

Image credits: Matt Bors (distributed by UFS, inc. 6-17-09)

Iranians are very courageous, I think. To be ready to die in order to protect democracy (if you can call the iranian regime a democracy...) is strong.

The story of that young woman who, like others, got shot in the street, is terrifying, but I didn't want to watch the video of it, by respect.

Yes, that's my little show of support for peaceful protesters...

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