Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Reading.








Charles Bukowski, William S. Burroughs, Gertrude Stein, Ernest Hemingway, Truman Capote.

Re-Watching.










Pedro Almodóvar, Krzysztof Kieślowski, Ingmar Bergman, Jean-Luc Godard, François Roland Truffaut.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

I'm in a good mood.

I want to move to New York.



"You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life."
- Albert Camus

Monday, February 16, 2009

I wanna smoke your cigarette.

(I didn't take any of these pictures.)










I'd put more than your cigarette in my mouth.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Muy Hermoso!







CUTE.

(I didn't take any of these pictures.)

Wild about Wilde!



I'm a very big fan of Oscar Wilde! He's a very witty writer. He's so quotable too.

"If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you."

"The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about."

"There are only two kinds of people who are really fascinating: people who know absolutely everything, and people who know absolutely nothing."

"Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months."

"I always like to know everything about my new friends, and nothing about my old ones."

"I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read on the train."

"What is a cynic? A man who knows the price of everything and the value of nothing."

"I am not young enough to know everything."

Thursday, February 5, 2009

God took a relationshit on me.

I continue my quest for love. Knowing only what I don't want:

I'm not depressed because I can't find the “one”. I never  could picture myself settling down. I pictured myself “falling in love” a few times. Each man drastically different then the last. Each man would teach me something new, like how to cook Chorizo Burgers with Tomatillo Relish, or knit my socks, or ride a vespa , or play the violin. However, in last 6 years, ever since I first knew I liked boys, I have not come one step closer to meeting Mr. (temporarily) right.

I actually enjoy casual dating, but in the last two years the only romantic relationships that I've really wanted to pursue were with repressed, self-hating, depressive types. I don't know why this is but for some reason it's hard for me to like guys that are  mentally and emotionally healthy. I enjoy having sane friends so the fact that I lust after unstable, or at least unhappy, guys is very frustrating. 

Recently, someone asked me what I looked for in a potential boyfriend. It was very hard for me to articulate my thoughts on the matter. 

  “ Well, uh, I guess I just want to be with someone who's their own person. Who hasn't been totally influenced by hipster culture, or gay culture, or well by anything. I mean as long as they're complicated.”  ....
 
   My friend  stared at me, obviously deeply concerned.

  “ You can't not be effected by anything. What does that even mean? And besides you can be stable and creative. You don't have to be attracted to guys who totally hate themselves. Like what does that even say about you?

I felt a little attacked.
       
I close my eyes. I like myself. I'm a nice, social, funny guy. I'm...

“ So why do you think you're attracted to such messed up guys?” My friend blurted out.

        “Uhh, well  ....I just choose guys who are the exact opposite of everything I really hate.”

I change the topic.