"...in online dating profiles what people do is talk about themselves, in maybe 200 words and they say the most important things about themselves and so it is a very fertile ground for building a mosaic of humanity"
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Monday, always a day of opportunity to turn your week better.
today was a nice day. it didnt start in an ideal way but then some things happened that cheered me up. my sister and a friend. a friend who's been, in a way, patient with me for a long time.
besides... it is autumn. soon the rains will start. and it will be time to light the fireplace. routine will finally set in so i will be productive and feel fulfilled.
aaaand... taram taraaaam
my sister is coming to visit IN A WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
omg!!!!!!!!!!!
OPEN THAT CHAMPAGNE!!*
throw a sisters only party!!
mix some cocktails!!!*
the programme also includes a "sorting out the closet" afternoon, a day of shopping to substitute the new space in said closet, city tour avec lunch and a couple day trips
besides... it is autumn. soon the rains will start. and it will be time to light the fireplace. routine will finally set in so i will be productive and feel fulfilled.
aaaand... taram taraaaam
my sister is coming to visit IN A WEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
omg!!!!!!!!!!!
OPEN THAT CHAMPAGNE!!*
throw a sisters only party!!
mix some cocktails!!!*
the programme also includes a "sorting out the closet" afternoon, a day of shopping to substitute the new space in said closet, city tour avec lunch and a couple day trips
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Ich verfechte die anarchie
Stopp mich nicht. Ich träume.
Wir lebten gebückt Jahrhunderte von Ungerechtigkeit. Jahrhunderte von Einsamkeit.
Jetzt nicht. Stopp mich nicht.
Jetzt und hier für immer und überall.
Ich träume von Freiheit.
Lass uns durch jedermanns wunderschöne Eigenart die Harmonie des Universums wiederherstellen.
Spielen wir! Wissen ist Freude.
Es ist keine Rekrutierung der Schulen.
Ich träume, weil ich liebe. Grosse Träume auf dem Himmel. Arbeiter mit eigenen Fabriken tragen zur internationalen Schokoladenproduktion bei.
Ich träume, weil ich WEISS und ich KANN.
Die Banken gebären die "Räuber".
Die Gefägnisse die "Terroristen".
Die Einsamkeit die "Unangepassten".
Das Produkt das "Bedürfnis".
Grenzen die Armeen.
Alles das Eigentum.
Gewalt gebärt Gewalt.
Frag nicht. Stopp mich nicht.
Wir haben jetzt des Moralrechtes Ultimative Handlung zu wiederherstellen.
Ein Gedicht aus dem Leben machen. Und das Leben Realität.
Dies ist ein Traum, den ich kann kann kann ICH LIEBE DICH und du stoppst mich nicht ich träume nicht. Ich lebe.
Ich strecke die Hände der Liebe, dem Zusammenhalt, der Freiheit.
So viele Male wie nötig von vorn an.
Ich verfechte die Anarchie.
von Katerina Gogou
Übersetzung vasvoe
Wir lebten gebückt Jahrhunderte von Ungerechtigkeit. Jahrhunderte von Einsamkeit.
Jetzt nicht. Stopp mich nicht.
Jetzt und hier für immer und überall.
Ich träume von Freiheit.
Lass uns durch jedermanns wunderschöne Eigenart die Harmonie des Universums wiederherstellen.
Spielen wir! Wissen ist Freude.
Es ist keine Rekrutierung der Schulen.
Ich träume, weil ich liebe. Grosse Träume auf dem Himmel. Arbeiter mit eigenen Fabriken tragen zur internationalen Schokoladenproduktion bei.
Ich träume, weil ich WEISS und ich KANN.
Die Banken gebären die "Räuber".
Die Gefägnisse die "Terroristen".
Die Einsamkeit die "Unangepassten".
Das Produkt das "Bedürfnis".
Grenzen die Armeen.
Alles das Eigentum.
Gewalt gebärt Gewalt.
Frag nicht. Stopp mich nicht.
Wir haben jetzt des Moralrechtes Ultimative Handlung zu wiederherstellen.
Ein Gedicht aus dem Leben machen. Und das Leben Realität.
Dies ist ein Traum, den ich kann kann kann ICH LIEBE DICH und du stoppst mich nicht ich träume nicht. Ich lebe.
Ich strecke die Hände der Liebe, dem Zusammenhalt, der Freiheit.
So viele Male wie nötig von vorn an.
Ich verfechte die Anarchie.
von Katerina Gogou
Übersetzung vasvoe
Thursday, September 24, 2009
i'm getting a new niece!
when i am confused with life it always help to have a nice chat wth my (god)mother. she gave me today this rule of thumb:
if you're 80% happy 80% of the time, it's the *right* person. there IS no perfect person (ok, i knew that last bit at least)
but then dad added, relationships aren't 50/50 they're 100/100.
if you have insight as to what that means, please offer your lights because i didnt get that and dad is not one to explain art.
see i m eager to take advice from people who ve been together 20 years.
oh, i also found this on somebody's facebook today.
"When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us."
- Hellen Keller
i practice that, too, so i'm proud of myself :p
the main piece of news though is that I M GETTING A NEW NIECE!!!!! she's going to be an aquarius girl and her mom and her three handsome brothers are expecting her the first days of february
and my godmother might come visit, don't know when exactly, and if it's going to be this winter or in spring but i hope she will take that plane before she goes mad, because she needs the vacation desperately. else i ll just *have* to bring a vacation to her by spend summer in there myself lol
if you're 80% happy 80% of the time, it's the *right* person. there IS no perfect person (ok, i knew that last bit at least)
but then dad added, relationships aren't 50/50 they're 100/100.
if you have insight as to what that means, please offer your lights because i didnt get that and dad is not one to explain art.
see i m eager to take advice from people who ve been together 20 years.
oh, i also found this on somebody's facebook today.
"When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us."
- Hellen Keller
i practice that, too, so i'm proud of myself :p
the main piece of news though is that I M GETTING A NEW NIECE!!!!! she's going to be an aquarius girl and her mom and her three handsome brothers are expecting her the first days of february
and my godmother might come visit, don't know when exactly, and if it's going to be this winter or in spring but i hope she will take that plane before she goes mad, because she needs the vacation desperately. else i ll just *have* to bring a vacation to her by spend summer in there myself lol
Thursday, September 10, 2009
late night blogging
mamà,
it is time for you to take a stance.
you could overcome yourself and decide to stand by my side, even if it is only because i am your daughter. i will take that reason to be partial any time. you could accept i am lesbian, and that i fall in love with women, and sleep with them. naked. i mean, you saw that yourself when you busted into my room with my first girlfriend. as you saw other things too when i was younger but chose to see nothing.
you can accept that i am not exactly your average mainstream thinking and acting person and while we're at it, neither is your younger daughter. this might sound far fetched but maybe you could even derive some joy from the fact that although you've brainwashed her against me for ten years she is a most supportive, understanding and loving sister. and so are my two brothers. and your oldest son, mamà, he is gay too, as is your own sister, but you'll never know that or see clearly that your sister's "best friend" has been her lover for as long as i can remember and that's why they spend winters in athens in her house and summers by the sea in aunt's house.
we are a very gay family.
you could pull your head out from your arse and you could make a difference for yourself by looking around you instead of being blinded by your own shit.
i will not lie and say i understand how difficult it is for you to take me as i am. because i do not see anything particularly wrong with myself.
i think the difficulty lies in your own inability to love who i am unless i am the way you want me to be. which is fine with other people but since i am your daughter, i had expected your love to be a tad more unconditional.
when you call and complain i never call to tell you of my life, what you mean is that i do not call to tell you what you want to hear. when you ask and i tell you what i am up to, you only want to point out what i am doing wrong and how i could live my life better.
you must have no idea, that i am the critical virgo and you are the open minded aquarius?
you must have no idea, that i am happy. you have no idea, that i love myself, and i love my life, i love my friends, my home, my cats, and i love women. that i am thankful for most everything i have and have accomplished, without your help, that i am a cheerful person, determined, sensitive and able. or do you see that, and cannot believe it? or maybe you believe i do not deserve it? what is it that makes you so twisted and mean and stupid?
no, mamà, gay people cannot just "sign a paper" to secure their rights. a "paper" won't give us the rights that married people get.
mamà, it is time for you to take a stance. do you want to keep me or can you afford to lose me? this is the chance i am offering you, for the sake of you being my biological mother;
you can become or even pretend to be supportive and accepting. you can be angry that i am denied rights, and spread the word. you can take my side, even now, even if you never took my side when i was little.
you can be proud of me and start forwarding the wedding and baptism invitations instead of holding them back for fear I could appear there with my girlfriend and embarass you. stop shutting me out of my beloved cousins' lives! it is unfair, that you can withhold information from me because i live in another country and it is unacceptable that I only learn i have a new nephew when he is three, and that my uncle died a year ago! how dare you!
mamà. i repeat this is your chance and it is the last one. i do not mind losing you, because i do not feel i owe it to you to put up with your homophobic, ignorant, narrow-minded bullshit.
i do not need you, and this is something you could be proud of instead of interpreting it as my conscious choice to follow the wrong way...
it is time for you to take a stance.
you could overcome yourself and decide to stand by my side, even if it is only because i am your daughter. i will take that reason to be partial any time. you could accept i am lesbian, and that i fall in love with women, and sleep with them. naked. i mean, you saw that yourself when you busted into my room with my first girlfriend. as you saw other things too when i was younger but chose to see nothing.
you can accept that i am not exactly your average mainstream thinking and acting person and while we're at it, neither is your younger daughter. this might sound far fetched but maybe you could even derive some joy from the fact that although you've brainwashed her against me for ten years she is a most supportive, understanding and loving sister. and so are my two brothers. and your oldest son, mamà, he is gay too, as is your own sister, but you'll never know that or see clearly that your sister's "best friend" has been her lover for as long as i can remember and that's why they spend winters in athens in her house and summers by the sea in aunt's house.
we are a very gay family.
you could pull your head out from your arse and you could make a difference for yourself by looking around you instead of being blinded by your own shit.
i will not lie and say i understand how difficult it is for you to take me as i am. because i do not see anything particularly wrong with myself.
i think the difficulty lies in your own inability to love who i am unless i am the way you want me to be. which is fine with other people but since i am your daughter, i had expected your love to be a tad more unconditional.
when you call and complain i never call to tell you of my life, what you mean is that i do not call to tell you what you want to hear. when you ask and i tell you what i am up to, you only want to point out what i am doing wrong and how i could live my life better.
you must have no idea, that i am the critical virgo and you are the open minded aquarius?
you must have no idea, that i am happy. you have no idea, that i love myself, and i love my life, i love my friends, my home, my cats, and i love women. that i am thankful for most everything i have and have accomplished, without your help, that i am a cheerful person, determined, sensitive and able. or do you see that, and cannot believe it? or maybe you believe i do not deserve it? what is it that makes you so twisted and mean and stupid?
no, mamà, gay people cannot just "sign a paper" to secure their rights. a "paper" won't give us the rights that married people get.
mamà, it is time for you to take a stance. do you want to keep me or can you afford to lose me? this is the chance i am offering you, for the sake of you being my biological mother;
you can become or even pretend to be supportive and accepting. you can be angry that i am denied rights, and spread the word. you can take my side, even now, even if you never took my side when i was little.
you can be proud of me and start forwarding the wedding and baptism invitations instead of holding them back for fear I could appear there with my girlfriend and embarass you. stop shutting me out of my beloved cousins' lives! it is unfair, that you can withhold information from me because i live in another country and it is unacceptable that I only learn i have a new nephew when he is three, and that my uncle died a year ago! how dare you!
mamà. i repeat this is your chance and it is the last one. i do not mind losing you, because i do not feel i owe it to you to put up with your homophobic, ignorant, narrow-minded bullshit.
i do not need you, and this is something you could be proud of instead of interpreting it as my conscious choice to follow the wrong way...
Monday, September 07, 2009
I have a problem, or ode to fucking
I have a problem, or ode to fucking
i apologise beforehand if anybody feels offended by the frequent and bold use of a certain f-word used to describe the act of sexual intercourse- if you're going to be offended or are underage please do not read further - thanks. --
so, i was saying,
i have a problem with how often the word or concept of "cuddle" seems to come up with/from some lesbians
if i'm with you it means
1. i'm in love with you
or at least
2. i'm seriously attracted to you and on my way to falling for you
and so if 1. or 2. is present, that means i wanna FUCK you!!!!
i want to FUCK you a lot!
I want to FUCK you all the FUCKING time!!!
whenever i see you!
and when i don't see you, i still wanna FUCK you!
i would rather be FUCKing you than doing anything else!
at least for a few years into the relationship, there must be a lot of fucking going on, and then later there still has to be enough fucking to go on.
so if i ever put up an ad to look for a girlfriend can i say
"she must FUCK a lot"?
no, wait
"she must like FUCKING a lot with ME"
which is kinda vague cuz i really don't care if she fucks other people too, as long as she still fucks me.
if i'm too ugly, too hairy, too girly, too fat, too short, too smelly, too whatever... or you're a little short on energy and urges... then, you know, let's be friends. or let me fuck other people, too.
if you don't like my fucking style, tell me how to fuck you differently!
i never quite got the point of having a gf who won't fuck (me).
i can't have a gf who wants to "cuddle exclusively" and be expected to stay with her.
but if you insist, let's cuddle our genitals to the point of orgasm.
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what IS with the cuddling? i don't get it. is it a lesbian thing? is it a woman thing? is it an age thing, a hormonal thing? is it a personal thing? what is it??
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ps. a few years back i dated someone who was drunk as fuck and then someone who was dumb as fuck. but these weren't the right combination of "fuck".
pps. spare me the "you think like a man" comments *eyeroll*
i apologise beforehand if anybody feels offended by the frequent and bold use of a certain f-word used to describe the act of sexual intercourse- if you're going to be offended or are underage please do not read further - thanks. --
so, i was saying,
i have a problem with how often the word or concept of "cuddle" seems to come up with/from some lesbians
if i'm with you it means
1. i'm in love with you
or at least
2. i'm seriously attracted to you and on my way to falling for you
and so if 1. or 2. is present, that means i wanna FUCK you!!!!
i want to FUCK you a lot!
I want to FUCK you all the FUCKING time!!!
whenever i see you!
and when i don't see you, i still wanna FUCK you!
i would rather be FUCKing you than doing anything else!
at least for a few years into the relationship, there must be a lot of fucking going on, and then later there still has to be enough fucking to go on.
so if i ever put up an ad to look for a girlfriend can i say
"she must FUCK a lot"?
no, wait
"she must like FUCKING a lot with ME"
which is kinda vague cuz i really don't care if she fucks other people too, as long as she still fucks me.
if i'm too ugly, too hairy, too girly, too fat, too short, too smelly, too whatever... or you're a little short on energy and urges... then, you know, let's be friends. or let me fuck other people, too.
if you don't like my fucking style, tell me how to fuck you differently!
i never quite got the point of having a gf who won't fuck (me).
i can't have a gf who wants to "cuddle exclusively" and be expected to stay with her.
but if you insist, let's cuddle our genitals to the point of orgasm.
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what IS with the cuddling? i don't get it. is it a lesbian thing? is it a woman thing? is it an age thing, a hormonal thing? is it a personal thing? what is it??
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ps. a few years back i dated someone who was drunk as fuck and then someone who was dumb as fuck. but these weren't the right combination of "fuck".
pps. spare me the "you think like a man" comments *eyeroll*
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