I am having dinner tonight with Frif T. and Daniel B. at some prominent gay spot and haven’t had the time yet to put on paper some topics of conversation. This little party trick is not only necessary because of my social awkwardness but also because I haven’t seen them for about 1,5 years. As dearest William Hazlitt once put it “Old friendships are like meats served up repeatedly, cold, comfortless, and distasteful. The stomach turns against them” , add to that the fact that it is always so much more difficult to lie to old friends. Re-emerging socially after a long unjustified disappearance always leads to uncomfortable questions such as “what have you been doing?”, “did you break up with LL? God he was such a jerk”, “do you still take Propecia?” and in the worse case scenario [on the tone of confidence] “are you happy?”. As I have not been doing anything at all, am still in a relationship with LL (or at least was last time I checked) and am always very careful in asserting any kind of happiness (stupidity is often mistaken for happiness and people have a tendency to use it as a weapon against you later on), I usually prepare a little card which I then laminate on interesting topics such as Italian architecture, my bible study group, my personal mission statement (which I can share with you - on request only) and Rodolphe’s relationships. I keep it in my pocket and consult it in the bathroom during dinner if I get nervous or if the need to re-direct the conversation becomes pressing. It is the equivalent of a cheat sheet for very moderately autistic people. This usually guarantees a smooth-running, fun and stress-free social interaction.
In other news I managed to catch one 18 years old on myspace.com: “whats up just browsing on myspace spoted you you seem really cool will maybe we can chat some time peace chris”, a pretty good score for a first day. Thank you to Fagat for pointing out that in my condition, I would better stand up as much as I can. Oh and today you could see the back of LL’s apartment on towleroad. Finally L wonders how a search for “glamorous french maid” leads to my blog.
FHC, how does it make you feel that you have deux fois dix huit ans?
Posted by: LL | Monday, May 08, 2006 at 05:49 PM
What is your personal mission statement, FHC?
Posted by: Andrew | Tuesday, May 09, 2006 at 11:02 AM