and you and you and you and maybe me
Another post that has stuck with me is one from Jess. Now, she is beautiful, smart, and popular here, for good reason. She’s pretty, nice, and easy to get along with. If she presents an opposing opinion, she backs it up with good evidence, and if you don’t agree with her, you have to at least respect her stance. This is good debate, when you don’t tear someone down just to prove you’re right. It’s healthy.
But that’s not related to the post that I want to talk about. She wrote something a few days ago about attractiveness. The kind of person she is attracted to, specifically. And it made me think about a lot of things. What kind of person am I attracted to? What body types, physical traits are the most appealing to me? What do I look for? And what does what I like say about me?
The truth here, and Phunny struck on this a couple days ago, too, is that I find so many different people attractive. I love a variety of looks and physicality. I love nice smiles and pretty eyes and good boobs, but I also like the Earth mother goddess look and big thighs and long, long hair. And there are many men here that I can say are handsome, some are striking for different reasons, some are drop dead gorgeous, some are just plain put together well. I like a lot of different kind of people.
But I will disagree with Jess on one point. No facial hair. What? After all that, the thing that sticks with me the most is how attached to my beard I am. It’s not even a question to me whether I shave it or not. It’s there. It’s part of me. It changes with the seasons like a tree or a fine wine or a kind of cheese or something. And it’s not even about looks, really. I have a heavy beard, if I shave it, it’s nearly back the next day, like Nixon. I can’t be rid of the beard and if that sacrifices my own attractiveness, I don’t mind.
I admit to thinking about shaving it from time to time. So I can see her point. See? Healthy respect.
Truthful Tuesday
Lack of self control and laziness are the weakest things about me.
Today Jess wrote, “I wonder when I’m going to get fat enough to really do something about my weight.” That is exactly what wanted to write today. Self confidence? I got it! Self control? No way!
My assistant is stinking up our office.
Today the weather feels like it should.
Will you braid my hair?
"Do you mind if I watch a little Frasier before bed?"
This is the question I asked Jessica every night as we were going to sleep. She was in my bed and I didn’t want to disturb her.
Luckily, she thinks that’s the most pathetic and old lady question in the world and couldn’t stop laughing. So I watched me some Frasier while she giggled herself to sleep.
SnarkNYC
In a bit I’ll be getting a cab and going to the airport, ending an amazing three days in New York. In going back through my follower list to compile the tags at the bottom of the post, most of the people I met and talked with are some of the people I have been interacting with for a long time.
Friday the first people I met in the lobby were Heather and Jenn. Heather had already been out buying shoes. A lot of shoes.
Then, I met up with Hemi. She and I had lunch and hung out. She is responsible for my ears not freezing off while I was here. I also had breakfast with here each morning. She is even more lovely in person. I will miss hanging out with her.
I then met up with Kara and her friends in the hotel bar, before going over to Snafu for the Friday night party.
At Snafu, I got to spend time talking with Sean, Dave and Tammy. Finally got to meet Kris one of my favorite people.
Saturday afternoon I went to Hoboken to hang out with Kris, Shira, Lisa and Jessica. They are all wonderful women and made an old man very happy by letting me hang out with them. I love Kris like a fat kid loves cake.
At Snark, it was a whirlwind of people. First I met Judy. It was so fantastic that we had to hug twice. Then there was Pax, Paul, Shari and Tre that I spent time talking to.
I’m sure I’m leaving people out. I also know there are people I missed. But I had a wonderful time.
Sunday, I was by myself. Part of this trip was for me to become comfortable with doing things alone. I spent yesterday traipsing around the city, looking at shit and eating and drinking. This was the first place we ever flew to together, six months after we moved in together. Plus, she grew up on the Island. It is a very special place.
Thank you all for everything. I really cannot express how much you all mean to me.
My year
January: Lavish NYE. First winter in my apartment. Living alone and loving the independence. Sleeping on my couch because it reminded me of him. SO MUCH SNOW.
February: Red hair. Weekend in the NH mountains. First SST. DC TRIP! Met the other half of my brain and my rocks. Life-changing weekend.
March: Montreal. St. Patrick’s Day bar crawl. Met the now-roomie for the first time. Black hair. NJ trip reminded me not all IRL people suck.
April: 20s party and the rebirth of my sexy. NYC and ALL THE SANGRIA. Android. Finally no more snow.
May: Girls’ night with Shira and Jess with stolen blankets and octopuses (octopi?). Sunshine visits. Corsets photoshoot with Gary. Surreal TX visit.
June: Jess moves in. Wedding in which I am abandoned by my date. BSTU and the start of a beautiful friendship.
July: New tattoo. The start of my weekly dinner dates with Amy. Backyard bonfires and lots of beer. Sleepy summer.
August: I GOT TO WEAR THE RED SOX WORLD SERIES RING. Summer SnarkNYC where I kissed a random Irish boy and was groped by the internet. A lot. And liked it. My brothers came home (more or less in one piece) from Trinidad. Countryfest. Dad in the hospital. Hurricane Irene and her non-wrath. Busy month.
September: Lots of arguments with the ex once he realizes I no longer want him. Cut my own hair. Stamford for standup! Betrayal by “friends”. Realize that sometimes you outgrow friendships.
October: QUARTER OF A CENTURY BIRTHDAY! Eye-opening present.
November: 1 year anniversary of my Tumblr. Finally got my hair cut & realize I can’t always do everything myself. “Be with the person who sets your heart on fire.” Dad has surgery. Thanksgiving Sunshine visits.
December: Flowers and care packages. Crazy holidays. Christmas lights photoshoot. Looking forward to some changes in 2012, but realizing that 2011 wasn’t so bad.
