Friday, 25 December 2009

Merry Christmas

I'm in Greece and I don't have time to write much. I promise to update soon, but I couldn't not wish to you:

Merry Christmas
May the Love, Joy, Happines and Health be with you always



Wednesday, 23 December 2009

Avatar and Comic books…

I saw Avatar yesterday and I have to say that it was really good. The direction, photography and visual effects were brilliant. I saw the 3D version that was really stunning. The plot was a bit predictable but not to an irritating degree. For example you knew some things would happen but the scene describing them was not endlessly dragged. JJ loved it. I do recommend it as an action sci-fi movie to be seen. (The main actor is soooo good looking as well)

I haven’t even started packing yet (my flight is due this evening) but at least I’m finished with my Christmas shopping. I just hope I’ll be able to fit all of them in my language with the clothes needed. The only one I haven’t bought a present for, yet, is me. I wanted to get me something small and useful. Normally I don’t buy myself clothes or other boring things like that for Christmas. I go for a PC Game, PSP Game, Comic / Graphic Novel, DVD or a book (I’m a geek, I know).

This year I wanted to find a good comic album…



Recently, I’ve realized that I can no longer follow all the major crossovers published by Marvel. (I’m sorry but if you do not know Marvel, X-Men or what a crossover is, the following will be very boring to you.) I’ve began to realize that you might have to buy general magazines like ‘Wizard’ to keep track of them and to be honest, I cannot be bothered chasing these on top of everything else.


I thought that if I was buying the graphic novels / albums, I would be OK. I normally go for the X titles (X-Men, X-Force etc) and in the past, they had their own crossovers and it was slightly easier to get some really good storylines with characters I knew. I bought many of them in the past, like the ‘Dark Phoenix Saga’ (amazing and classic), the ‘X-cutioners song’ (interesting storyline) or the ‘Mutant Massacre’ (included other, non X, characters but very interesting story as well).


From the recent major crossovers I’ve enjoyed the ‘Civil War’ and the ‘House of M’ very much. I managed to get the main story album and not how it affected the individual teams and heroes. I really had to try though and find them. I remember buying an individual ‘house of M’ title when it was originally released that featured Brian Braddock and Psylocke and I was like ‘what is going on now?’

Now with the ‘Secret Invasion’ or ‘Dark Reign’ I feel confused again. I refuse to keep on buying all these different comics just to understand what is going on. I think that alternatively I’ll need all Marvel publications for that, from Fantastic Four to Avengers to X-Men. Of course it’s a sales scheme to get more comic books sold, but I think I’ll pass. Am I the only one thinking like that?


So, I’ll try to find and buy some of the old major crossovers. One that I always wanted was the ‘Fatal Attractions’, but I can’t seem to find it in a reasonable price anywhere (any suggestions?). I’m also missing some important storylines like the transformation of Angel to Archangel (the first time), how Bishop joined the X-Men or the ‘New Mutants’ became ‘X-Force’ but I don’t even know the name of these stories (yet). Alternatively, I’ll settle with ‘Onslaught’ or the ‘Age of Apocalypse’ though I have most of the individual titles for these…

Tuesday, 22 December 2009

Tuesday rambling…



I’m flying off to Greece for Christmas tomorrow. I’m staying there until the first weekend of January! YAY!
I am really counting the hours. I haven’t been to my hometown since August which is not that long, but I‘d love to see my old friends and spent hours with them. That would imply of course that my airport will be open that my flight will not be canceled.

I really can’t believe the amount of problems caused by the weather which to be honest wasn’t that bad anyway! Eurostar has not been working for days before today, there were problems on the tube, cancelations and delays on almost all airports and people stranded for hours in roads waiting in their cars. This happens every year and it is getting ridiculous. The weather forecast was clear that there would be snow, but there was nothing done about it. I can understand when there are exceptionally difficult weather conditions for these things to happen, but the snow wasn’t that much in most cases.

On Channel 4 news yesterday they mentioned that the Eurostar trains can normally deal with snow. However, this time because the snow was so fluffy the problems were created! It has to do with the change of temperature when the trains go in and out of the tunnel and humidity. WTF? Who are they kidding? The announcement that they ‘strongly recommend customers whose journeys are not essential not to travel’ is simply hilarious. It’s Christmas, ALL journeys are essential:


OK, I think I’ve complained enough about it.

I’m spending my last night with JJ tonight before going away for 10 days. We’ll go and see the ‘Avatar’ in 3D and he’s staying over after that. That’s very nice of him because the movie is quite long, finishing quite late, and he will have to leave my home tomorrow morning before 6:30 to go to work. If you add dinner and some night ‘fun’, I can’t see myself or him sleeping much tonight. :-p


On a very different subject that can be titled ‘What were you thinking?’ I mentioned to ‘A’ that I’ll be in Greece the following week. Because Fate likes playing games I found him on msn yesterday after not having seen him online in ages. He started chatting with me (which also normally doesn’t happen) so I blurred out that I’m coming for Christmas and we might meet for a coffee!!! ‘A’ is a complete twat who was the very first gay man I met, who I fell for and had my heart broken. I haven’t told the story about how things ended between us, but I’ve mentioned how we met (in two parts).

Since he was the first gay man I met, he meant the world to me. I thought that he was the only one in the whole world who could understand me and I felt so attracted to him. The combination of him being artistic (piano player), athletic (long distance swimmer) but a complete slut lead to many problems. The story ended with me hitting rock bottom, being amazing insecure and depressed. (I managed to rise above that in time).


I haven’t seen him in probably more than 4 years (very happy years) but we somehow kept in touch. He lives in Germany now with his Greek boyfriend, still studying and still living with his parents’ money (loser)! I know that it shouldn’t matter but I can’t help it. I want to see him and take some kind of ‘revenge’. It’s probably too petty of me, but I want to prove to that twat that I’ve grown from that inexperienced, insecure chubby boy.
I know that it shouldn’t be like that. I know who I am, where I come from and if and how much I’m worth… I really do…
I am just sometimes a very sad person… I’ll go live under a bridge now or something…

Monday, 21 December 2009


I had my company’s Christmas dinner party on Friday and I really had a blast. We started the night by going to the pub for a quick one (or two) before dinner, had some really nice food in a local tapas bar (accompanied by some wine), then headed back to another local pub (that included shots) until they closed and finished the night dancing at a gay club!!! We are a small company and we know each other quite well to enjoy these gatherings. The shadow of the recent bad news regarding our pay raises and bonuses was quickly forgotten (after the second round of pints) and everyone was all happy and chatty. We were just ignoring a bit and avoiding our directors whose bonuses I will not comment (some things in a small company are easily discovered and gossiped about).

The evening included a secret Santa ‘event’. I already knew that ‘gb’ (my gay friend + colleague) was supposed to buy me something (some secrets are not easily kept) and I was quite worried about what I would get. He had mentioned buying a variety of things from a fluorescent dildo to a pink tutu that he would force me to wear for the rest of the night. So, when my manager sitting next to me, passed to me my wrapped gift:
Me: I’m quite scared of opening this
Him: Why? What it is?
Me: I don’t know what it si, but I do know that it’s from ‘gb’. It could be anything…
Him: What? Like a butt plug?
At first I was left speechless trying to realise if I’ve heard correctly. He then quickly apologised for mentioning a butt plug to me thinking that I was shocked as in offended. I busted in laughter and I couldn’t stop for what seemed like ages. These words coming from him is something I never expected hearing but he was quite tipsy by then…

Going to a gay club with colleagues was also something I never thought of experiencing. After the second pub we went to closed, we’ve decided (the younger generation of the workers) to go dancing. I wasn’t thrilled with the idea since it was already after 1:00 am, I’ve been drinking since 5:30 all kind of things (wine, beer, run, jagermeister, shambuka), I was cold (it was freezing) and tired. However, I couldn’t say no to them, so I followed. We took a cab to the center and said that we’d go to the first dancing bar / club we would find. So we did.


The doorman said that the club will close in a little bit more than an hour and that it was a gay club. Out of the six of us, the only person who complained, was my stupid-Greek-male colleague who asked in a tone that expressed ultimate horror ‘Are we really going in’? (Don’t let me get started on him). His terrified expression, like he would be contaminated for life with being close to gay people, was the second highlight of my night. I loved it. I’ve mentioned that me and ‘gb’ are known to be gay in the company but I think that he is too thick to actually realize it. Traumatising him a bit felt so good…

Overall, I had an amazing time. I laughed a lot. The dinner was really nice, the booze and the dancing also and I boned with my colleagues. The only slightly worrying thing is that I woke up the next day without a trace of hangover. This, by itself is a reason to be worried...

Thursday, 17 December 2009

I blame the iphone…


I knew that there was some talk (behind my back) at my office about me being gay. I never openly discussed about it to anyone (it wasn’t their concern anyway) but I didn’t try to hide it either.

There was a new employee in the company, so me and ‘gb’ (my other gay colleague) took him out to the pub a couple of times to make him feel welcome. Most of these nights ended with us getting drunk, having a very nice time and laughing our hearts out. I can’t remember exactly what was being discussed but I know that at that time I was having problems with ‘L’ so it could be the case that I did mention him.

That new employee at another time in the pub, when I was not there, asked my manager (yes MY manager) if I was gay (very subtle – I know). I know that he avoided to answer the question saying that he doesn’t know / doesn’t care / never tried to find out but was sure that ‘gb’ is gay. So, the can of worms opened and other discussions followed…

A couple of weeks later, ‘gb’ as a trendy gay boy of our time bought a new iphone and immediately fell in love with it. He carried around it everywhere showing it off to everyone. So, the following Friday at the pub, the new iphone was a topic of discussion. One of the junior programmers wanted to play with it, so he started checking its applications, being curious about them and opening a few…

If you cannot see where that is going I will give you a hint: ‘Grindr’!
Of course ‘gb’ had downloaded the application (he is gay after all).
Most of the guys already heard about it since it was mentioned in ‘Top Gear’. The moments that followed were so surreal, I cannot even begin to comprehend them. My manager, the junior programmer and some other male and very straight colleague were trying to check people out on ‘Grindr’ and set ‘gb’ up with them!

It was simply hilarious!!!! The comments that they were making were to die for. They were talking about things like people’s abs or cock sizes… After we stopped pissing ourselves laughing we had the discussion about gay mentality, their (possible) obsession with gym / cosmetics / taking care of themselves / sex cruising and everything was simply in the open…

That’s my coming out story to my company. I don’t believe it’s very conventional (or intentional) but it was very funny. Now, most of the people know that me and ‘gb’ are gay but it was never an issue. The next chapter of that story is how ‘D’ (guy I was dating) came to meet us at the pub and how my manager was buying us drinks…

Wednesday, 16 December 2009

Happy news…


I think I’ve mentioned that things look a bit grim at work and they are getting even worse. After a very disappointing annual bonus, a minimal pay raise for 2010 was announced today for everybody, that is much less than the current inflation rate. It’s quite funny (in a sarcastic way) that the company is still profitable but the head decided 'not to ignore the warnings' (as he said) about the following years and keep the expenses at a minimum!
Nice…
So, as far as I can see my salary’s been reduced for the next year… YAY!!!

Since as a person I always see the glass half full, I can say that I am happy to at least have a job and be offered some kind of pay rise. Not having a proper pay rise is of course not the end of the world. However, I’d like to see my efforts being recognized…

So, I’ve decided to organize my next moves and see what options I have. Starting early next year, I’ll get a new chair and desk, organize a study area in my new place and take e-lessons to improve my CV. I’ve already decided which exams I’ll take to get another certificate that will help me advance. I’ve started in my current job two years ago as a simple graduate, since I had just finished my postgraduate degree. I managed to evolve from that to a better position but I believe that now it could be time to progress.

I don’t like the idea of abandoning the ship while it’s sinking but to be honest, I don’t think that the company is sinking in the first place… I know that I should be loyal and help the company in its time of need, but I am pretty sure they would fire me without a second thought if things were different.

On a very different and happy tone:


I spent my Monday evening with JJ. We met after my gym workout, had dinner at my place and he stayed over. We had a really nice time. He brought me small presents from his trip and a Christmas gift to open on that day. I had bought him something but didn’t find the time to wrap it properly so I’ll give it to him later.
He sent me yesterday a really sweet text message. Apart from all the really flattering things he mentioned about me, he wanted to share with me my worries and frustrations because he really does want to make this work. He suggested I should be honest with him if there’s something concerning me. So, I did.

I told him how inexperienced I am when it comes to relationships and that I sometimes fear we’re going too fast. He was in a 7 year relationship that ended early this year. He’s more used to sharing his life than I am. He thanked me for the comment and added that he respects my point of view. We’ll discuss it more when we meet tomorrow, but I think it went quite well… Double YAY!!!

Monday, 14 December 2009

I should have seen it coming…

After my quiet night in on Friday, a very busy and tiring weekend followed.

I went running on Saturday morning. I did my 6mi usual run in slightly more than an hour which is embarrassing. I wanted to see some improvement by now. On my defense it was freaking cold and I still had sore muscles from Thursday’s gym session. Not to mention the amount of lasagna I had the night before. However, my race is less than 3 months away and I should get more focused. I want to start systematically running two or three times per week which with the gym workouts will help me achieve the running times I want.
I did go to the gym the same day (as a punishment) with ‘gb’.

The same night we went out. I met ‘gb’ around 8ish and we headed to Soho. We went to ‘Friendly Society’ which I can say is quite a nice place to start your night out and then to ‘Green Carnation’. We met some friends, some friends of the friends and then some other random guys as well. We drank a lot though. I didn’t get drunk (it’s fortunately very difficult for me to do that) but went quite tipsy. We danced a lot. I was hit on by a cute Swiss guy (nice confidence boost) who I turned down politely. I managed to get home around 3:30 – 4:00am.


Unfortunately, I was awoken around 9:00 in the morning. ‘JJ’ texted me as he usually does in the mornings and I couldn’t relax and fall asleep again. The headache, I had, wasn’t helping. I’m getting old and my body can’t deal with such an amount of rum in my veins. Stupidly enough I agreed to go to Westfields. Talking about big mistakes! It was amazingly crowded as expected and the hangover I had made it even worse. I managed to buy a secret Santa present though for my company’s dinner party. I have to go again though to get presents. I still haven’t started my Christmas shopping…

I’ve been chatting through messages a lot with ‘JJ’ these days that he was away. He made a slight scene about me going out on Saturday which I don’t really appreciate. I can only excuse him for being drunk at his friend’s birthday party. I can’t even begin to count how many text messages there were. I fear that the Sunday’s morning text message was sent to check on me as well.

He’s generally been really sweet and kind but I want to discuss that with him. I don't know if I'm overreacting but I do fear we’re going too fast too soon. I still feel very positively about the whole thing. I do like him a lot but I feel that I need to explain that I am not used to be being in a relationship (if we’re in one). I need some time to adjust to the whole situation and me feeling pressured is not helping.

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Quiet night in

After work yesterday I felt quite drained and I wanted a quiet night in. I was on my own at home, JJ was out of town and most of my friends were out with people from their work. So, I decided to cook dinner, have a little wine and watch a movie. So, I did…

I love cooking and most of the times I like changing recipes I've been given to match my taste. For ecample for the lasagne I cooked, there are so many variations of what you can add...
I bought Butternut Squash (something I learned in UK, since you cannot find it in Greece easily), 4 courgettes, a carrot, an onion, garlic, some tomato sauce and lasagne sheets. I first prepared the vegetables. I peeled them and removed the seeds when needed, washed them and grated them:


Then, in a deep frying pan I softened onion for a couple of minutes and then roasted in low temperature the vegetables for a good ten minutes to become soft. I added a little bit of feta cheese, tiny pieces of ham (can be ignored for vegetarians), some cheddar and seasonings for flavour. My stuffing was ready. I took a deep baking dish, added a little bit of oil (just a spoon) so that the lasagne will not stick to it. I had a layer of lasagne sheets, half the vegetables, a layer of tomato sauce, a layer of lasagne, the rest of the vegetables, a layer of lasagne sheets and finished with the rest of tomato sauce and some cheddar on top:


I baked it for 45 minutes in 180C. I like it slightly crispy so I left it a bit more than needed.


I opened a bottle of red wine and I watched ‘Love Actually’. I always watch this movie this time of the year. I don’t know how many times I’ve watched it really…

Anyway, I had a nice time yesterday, had some quality time on my own…

Friday, 11 December 2009

End of a very busy week

but I wouldn’t like it otherwise… My week included champagne at Christie’s, Pink’s concert, working myself to bits with my trainer at the gym, going to the movies with JJ, having lots of sex with JJ (including in a public place) and also having JJ staying over at mine (for the first time). The latter happened yesterday, it wasn’t planned but proved to be very nice… Not to mention the projects I have yet to finish at work.

I met JJ after my gym workout and we headed to a nice pub close to mine. I was famished and devoured a huge dinner. At the beginning he suggested that he wasn’t hungry but he didn’t mind a couple of starters I got him… After the pub we went to mine for ‘desert’. It was quite fun (as always)…
Me: Thanks a lot for coming
Him: Is that cue for me to leave now?
Me: No, not at all. You can stay if you want / can
Him: OK (with a naughty grin on his face)

The reason of us not spending the whole night together before yesterday is that I only know him for a little bit more than a week. Also, I have this issue of not sleeping well with other people. It’s the whole feeing nervous or uncomfortable bit I’ve explained in the past. Most people like to cuddle to go to sleep. I don’t mind cuddling, but I really can’t fall asleep if someone touches me. I feel restrained, nervous that I might start snoring or that I might disturb them. That makes me not sleep well that ends at me being cranky in the morning. I didn’t want JJ to see me cranky so soon. He will see me eventually, but not yet… Maybe that will go away after I get used to have the same person sleeping next to me. We’ll see.

Yesterday was no exception. It took me ages to relax and fall asleep. I didn’t want to move not to disturb JJ’s sleep so I kept on listening to the traffic from outside. I know that I am being ridiculous but I can’t help it. I managed to get enough sleep though at the end.

Waking up with JJ next to me was really nice… He admitted waking up around 5:00am and snoozing after that. He was working morning shifts the last days and he couldn’t help waking up early. He did make the bed while I was in the shower, tidied up my room a bit (even put clothes in the laundry basket from the night before) and also started preparing tea! I was more than impressed. You don’t normally see this kind of things…

He is away for the weekend visiting a former housemate of his for her birthday. I’ll probably see him after Monday and not much the next week since I have a friend visiting and some Christmas gatherings to go to. That’s not a very bad thing, since I think that we saw each other too much the last week. OK, don’t get me wrong. I like him but I don’t want to ruin it by going too fast, too soon. Now, I feel like a twat for thinking like that but I really don’t want to get tired / bored of him and vice versa. It has happened in the past and I want this time to work.
I want him to miss me a bit and I want to miss him a bit. Is thinking like that wrong? Have I already lost the game?

Wednesday, 9 December 2009

Pink

Aerosmith say:

Pink - it's my new obsession
Pink - it's not even a question,
Pink - on the lips of your lover (oh)
'Cause Pink is the love you discover…


And I couldn’t agree more!!! I’m talking about the singer called ‘Pink’ and her amazing concert I saw yesterday. I don’t know if you’ve seen her or even know her and her songs, but I totally recommend it. Personally, I’m a fan of her work. It’s a combination of pop rock and if I’m not mistaken, it’s mostly stuff she writes herself. She has a really cool, loud, crystal clear voice and is able to pull some really tough songs. Our sits were not the best, since we were at the very top of the O2 Arena (formerly known as Millennium Dome in North Greenwich), but we had a really good view of what was going on. It seems worse on the picture than actually was:


The stage and costumes were great, the acoustic was good, the dancers and choreography were amazing and the overall experience unforgettable. I liked the fact that she sang songs from other singers as well and that she was talkative and interacting with people. She managed a really sensual ‘touch me’, a striking ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ and a beautiful ‘Crazy’ among others. What I found a bit funny is the large lesbian fan base that she has. The vast majority of women there, were lesbians with their partner that I found really sweet.

I tried taking some pictures and videos of Pink while performing but they're not that good but blurry. I tried to enjoy the show more than trying hard to take some pictures. I danced and sang throughout most of the show...


Apart from the concert, I’m still happily talking to and seeing ‘JJ’. We’re going together to the movies to see the ‘Law Abiding Citizen’. I heard that it’s good, we’ll see. Our primary idea was to go to see ‘Avatar’ but that is not screened yet, so…

I like the fact that today might be the first day I’m seeing ‘JJ’ without sex involved. I suggested going to the theatre in an area not close to his or mine (but in-between) so that we’d go out and spend some ‘quality’ time together. I’m not saying that sex is not a way to spend quality time with someone (believe you me). What I’m saying is that it’s a good thing to see that you can spend some time with someone chatting and doing other various activities if you are thinking seriously about it. I really want to get to know him more and vice versa…

There is the question though whether we can keep our hands off one another for a couple of hours to actually watch the movie…

Tuesday, 8 December 2009

A little bit of posh-ness

I was invited yesterday evening to Christie’s champagne reception for today’s auction. They’re putting on sale a ‘Raphael’, some ‘Turners’, a ‘Domenico Zampieri’ and a ‘Rembrandt’ among other things. So, after work, I went home and put on my ‘proper good’ clothes and went there. OK, I don’t know what you people do for a living but for me that was a glimpse of the world of the rich. I knew it would be slightly boring but I hoped it would be a little bit interesting.


So, when we arrived, there were some really nice cars stopping in the front and leaving some quite good-looking-in-a-very-rich-kind-of-way people. On the ground floor you were welcomed by a number of people checking that you were in the guest list and the cloakroom. After climbing a nicely decorated big staircase, you would go to the rooms where all the items meant to be auctioned the next day were. The average age of the people was over 60 with a couple of exemptions of young, richly dressed companions. There was a live band of four musicians playing classical music and champagne and drinks served nonstop. Maybe their purpose was to get you drunk to actually put a bid for some of the items.

The ‘Il Domenichino’ starting price was £7,000,000 ($11,508,000), the ‘Rembrandt’ £18,000,000 ($29,592,000) and the ‘Raphael’ was £12,000,000 ($19,728,000). Impressive number of zeros, I know… However, there were some items being sold, that I thought were amazingly overpriced. Nonetheless, if you really want to buy me something (it’s Christmas after all) I really like this one by Turner and it’s quite cheap with starting price of £50,000. It's from a place called Corinth, in Greece. What do you say?


After walking around the rooms of expensive furniture and paintings, you begin to realize (as expecting) though, how phony and unimpressive this world of the rich can be. There were some very stylish people wearing really expensive clothes and jewelry. However, among the people, you could see the rich sugar-daddy with a trophy half-his-age companion (most of the times blonde with fake boobs), the snobbish art know-it-all that hadn’t had a shower in ages or the sleazy man being there trying to enter this circle of people by any means necessary. That was extremely obvious in the room where food was served. That room was never empty and all these people that were supposed to be well mannered were trying to jump the queue to get another bite of foie gras, jamon or turkey.

OK, I don’t want to be plain mean. Apart from the obvious newly rich people, the whole experience was interesting and had some style. I was less bored than I feared, although my friend ‘gb’ was more bored and less impressed than he hoped. I am not the type of person easily impressed by glamour and expensive clothes and accessories. I know you don’t need them to be happy in life, although some hundred thousand pounds would be well received.
I don’t want to sound greedy, I don’t want millions of them.
OK, ok…
I admit it, I wouldn’t say no to them either…

At least I saw Jeremy Irons at Christie’s, which was nice…

Monday, 7 December 2009

Something new…


I haven’t mentioned something but I’ve recently allowed someone new to enter my life (‘JJ’) and for the time being he’s turning it upside down in a very good way. OK, maybe the term ‘allowed’ is not correct or polite. But according to my standards, I’m devoting lots of time, energy and thoughts to him, in way I haven’t done before (which is a very good thing).

OK, let me make myself clear… My story is that I came to London more than a couple of years ago to make my life. I wanted to be independent, work on a career and a gay life I could never have in my hometown. I had a non existing personal life before coming here and I really wanted to come. The prospect of staying in Greece, at my parents’ place and being eternally single (tempting as it was) wasn’t enough. Fortunately, I’ve come a very long was way since then…

London for me was (especially at the beginning) what a toy store is to a five year old. It’s full of possibilities and experiences. (Most) gay people are in terms with their sexuality, not closeted and living a healthy prospering life. I started going to gay bars / clubs and dating guys after the first year I was here, timidly at the beginning but growing into it afterwards. I’m old enough (I hope) to put some boundaries and not get lost in alcohol and drugs and I always play safe, but I play nevertheless. I’m coming out of my shy shell and trying to see and do new stuff. I enjoy the flirting and dating…

That meant however that I had a very small interest span. I liked some guys I was seeing more than others (‘L’, ‘D’ and ‘Mr.T’ were some of them) but in a way, I wasn’t ready to commit to a serious relationship. I might have let some opportunities pass but I was still flirting and trying to see if there was something better out there. I hope however, that that is changing somehow because I’d like to give it a try and settle down and see what a serious relationship is all about.

So, back to ‘JJ’. I was talking to him online for a long period of time, since I was living at my old place. When, I moved houses, because I didn’t have internet connection, I gave him my mobile phone number and we started chatting and exchanging text messages. Then, I had internet connection, but my folks were here, so I was kind of busy. He was always polite, chatty, understanding and didn’t mind my reasons of not going out with him (“sorry, I can’t, I’m moving houses”, “sorry, I can’t, I have my parents visiting”, “sorry, I can’t, I’m waiting for the guy to fix my boiler” etc).
(I like to play it a bit hard-to-get you see).

Eventually, after all this time we finally went out last week. We had talked so much on the phone (and exchanged pictures) that when I saw him, I felt like I knew him for ages. Fortunately, we clicked really well. Since then, we met two more times and I’m seeing him for lunch as well today. That would be the fourth time I’m seeing him in 6 days and I can’t have enough. It’s funny (for me) but I feel nervous before going to see him.

Anyway, I don’t want to jinx it or anything, but I’m in a happy place at the moment. He seems to like me, I think I like him and I want to get to know him more. I’m trying to keep my enthusiasm restrained (you never know) about the whole thing but at the same time try to enjoy it (even if it doesn’t last long)…

Friday, 4 December 2009

Happy

I came across this: ‘Peter Kay Animated All Star Band - Children In Need 2009’ today and I found it very cute. It really made me smile. ‘Children in need’ is a charity ran by BBC and the teddy bear with the patched eye is their ‘mascot’.
I’m not sure if people from the rest of the world know many of the characters of the video:



But I do love Pingu’s appearance.
Which characters you haven’t seen before? Who do think could be added? Would Lion-O make a good addition?

Wednesday, 2 December 2009

Did I just chicken or made the right choice?

As I’ve mentioned recently, I had my parents visiting London. It was the first time that we spent time together after I came out to them. When I told them, my father’s reaction I think wasn’t very good nor bad. As I always do, I feared for the worse but fortunately, that didn’t happen. I feared that we might end up in an emergency room with my mum having a heart attack (known issue), my father beating the crap out of me, kicking me out of the house, disowning me and other similar stuff. They just appeared disappointed, worried and heartbroken. As I said, I don’t blame them, since they do not know any better. That of course made think that I should make them know better and see what kind of a life a gay guy can have…

So, they arrived a week ago and stayed in a nearby hotel. They do like their independence. I believe that in general we had a really nice time. I took them for a day trip in Cambridge, had a Korean BBQ (the one that the waitress cooks the food in your table), amazing Sunday lunch in ‘Blue Elephant’ (If you haven’t tried it, you should), Christmas shopping in Westfields and Carnaby Street, wandering around in the center and other similar things not easily found in Greece.

One of the highlights of their stay was ‘Blue Elephant’ where the atmosphere and food are amazing. They also got the chance there to meet some of my friends and see how wonderful people they are. I don’t know what they expected, but it made them happy to see that I am having a really nice time here and I have good friends to take care of me in case something happens. Before that day, my mother asked me twice if I’m enjoying my stay in London or being forced to do so, implying in a way that I am self exiling myself for being gay from conservative Greece. It was slightly funny, because both times she asked me, she came close to me (so that my father couldn’t hear in case I have something to confess that I didn’t like him listening) opened her eyes really wide and said ‘Are you OK?’ in a very serious tone. Both times I casually replied that I am great, loving my new place, liking my job and having a really good time, giving her an honest answer that satisfied her.

These two times are the only times the ‘gay issue’ was implied, but never openly discussed. I didn’t know whether I should bring up the subject since I knew it was on everybody’s mind and possibly ruin the day and their trip, or not. I’ve decided that it would be better to let them accept it first, let more time pass and bring it up when they are ready to discuss it. On the other hand, I could say something to notify them that it’s not a phase that will pass and take them out of the ‘denial’ that they might be in. Without traumatizing them by showing them the whip and dildo I have in my top drawer (just kidding)(for the dildo only) I could mention something like being in the process of dating, or something…
Anyway, I didn’t…

Tuesday, 1 December 2009

AIDS


It’s national awareness against AIDS day.
I am probably too ‘little’ and the least proficient person to talk about it. However, I feel that it’s my responsibility to mention it. I was way too young and living in an isolated small town when the plague called AIDS began in early 80's. I cannot even start to feel how the people in other places of the world felt when they started losing friends and loved ones from a virus not yet identified and treated. And the fact that some people reacted happily saying that AIDS is God’s respond to homosexuals is so infuriating I can’t even begin to think about!

In Greece things are so backwards and conservative that HIV+ people are marginalised and ignored. I cannot believe that the number of positive people is so small and I never met one. Can I be 28 years old and I never came across a positive Greek person yet? I really do not know how these people can find the strength and support to fight it.

Funnily enough though, major British newspaper, do not mention AIDS today in their front page in big bold letters. Most of them present a slideshow of pictures, old posters and relevant photographs, mentioned in a corner of their webpage. You really have to look for them to find them. Why? Is AIDS not as threatening as in the past? WHO and Unicef are talking about 20.8 million people and 2 million children affected at the end of 2007.

There is a new trend in gay porn regarding barebacking. There was a series of articles regarding porn actors being affected because of this trend. I know that the ‘forbidden’ or ‘dangerous’ does have an appeal, but now, more than ever, people should be aware of the dangers involve and try to be safe…

I was chatting to a young, cute German some time ago in a dating site. The same day I had received my negative test HIV results. I was happy for that, so I mentioned it to him. He stopped talking to me after that. I made him admit that he didn’t like me mentioning the sex clinic and I was kind of amazed. He said that he does go to be checked but me mentioning it was a major turn off for him. I am still puzzled why. OK, it probably isn’t a small talk topic, but I wanted to tell him that I like being safe and I didn’t think it would be him off so much, not to talk to me again…

Anyway, I still do believe that I am too small to talk about ‘AIDS’ and I haven't even touch such a huge subject today. Please, if you are not already doing it, take action against it and also try helping in any way that you can…

Monday, 30 November 2009

Women are from Venus, Men are from Mars, Gays are from?

I might be talking bullshit (nothing out of the ordinary) and I don't want to offend anyone, but:

As I’ve mentioned recently, we got internet connection at my new place now. So, I spent some time wandering around to various silly websites. One, of the websites I checked is ‘craiglist’. I don’t know why but I don’t use this website often. I’m familiar with ‘gumtree’ but not with ‘craiglist’...

Anyway, in case you haven’t checked, there are personal ads there as well. I don’t want to comment on the fact about the existence of these ads. What I want to comment is the difference of the ads themselves between gay people, straight men and straight women!

First category – straight men:



There are some ads that are slightly naughty and a bit cheeky like ‘Come to my office for interview. :-)’. There are some slightly more romantic declaring they want a relationship / romance like the ‘young professional male seeks women for romance’. Although he does mention ‘women’ instead of ‘woman’…
In general, I think that sex is implied but never mentioned directly. Some men mention that they are looking for relationship. Most pictures attached are very generic of couples holding hands, faces or even landscapes. Some are slightly more naughty with genitalia shown.


Second category - straight women:

Most of the times a relationship is wanted. Sex rarely is implied and never directly. For example even the post about ‘visiting woman in London’ is about advice where to go and what to do, not for sex as my dirty mind thought at first. There are even some ads about the knight in the shining armor. Women as expected are in general more romantic and frank. Women talk about how good they are in housekeeping and how they can be a loyal companion to lonely hearts. Even the ones asking for a one night stand do it in a classy, subtle manner…

Third Category – gay men:



As seen here words like ‘wank’, ‘suck’, ‘horny’, ‘cocksucker’ and ‘arse’ are mentioned. Sex is bluntly offered with no strings attached. Vast majority of the pictures attached are (as expected) of naked people in various forms of ‘entertainment’. Sometimes you have to admire some people’s creativity in taking pictures…
You really have to look for words like ‘relationship’, ‘companionship’ or ‘date’ which are not easily found. This is not something unexpected if you are gay and been around just a while (not a lot). However, I find it a little bit sad. There are gay people out there wanting more than a blowjob in a Eurostar train. How difficult is it for them to find it?
And even if you are one of the adventurous ones needing a shag in the train home, is that bad? Do you lose your dignity by trying to get what you want?
And it’s not like gay men are sexually repressed and can only find sex online… From ‘grindr’ to dark rooms, sex is everywhere… I’m not a sociologist or a psychologist but it troubles me a bit. A gay man’s sexuality, in a way, defines a major part of his life, but to what extend?

I’ve also checked the ‘women seeking women’ link. There are so few ads there. On average, each day of the week has one or two ads tops. Aren’t there enough lesbians to post ads or do they just find other ways to look for what they want?

(I do apologise for the quality of the print previews)

Friday, 27 November 2009

Friday happiness


I just received one of the most wonderful text messages for the past days: ‘Great news-you are now connected to O2 Broadband. You may now plug in, run the CD and enjoy! Thanks O2.’
YAY
I can now try finding my laptop, removing the dust that is covering it and turn it on after being neglected for days. I think that’s the longest I’ve ever left it off. Last time I used it was on Sunday when I took it to the local pub that has wireless internet connection!

On a totally different issue, I went running this morning before work. I normally don’t do that because the idea of me going outside in shorts that early, with this cold, is not pleasant. The transition from being under the duvet to going running by the river is very difficult. However, with all my evenings spent with my parents I have to do some kind of exercise in the morning. In addition, I’m beginning to freak out a bit regarding my half marathon race in three months. Excluding the (at least) two weeks of overeating and overdrinking of the holiday season, I don’t have much time left. I am not being delusional about being nice and not eating too much during my holidays spent in Greece. So, I want to get some proper exercise before mid December and get back on track beginning of next year.

That means that I should get over myself and start running at least three times per week and it would be better done in the morning to have my evenings free. So, I was thinking that in order to get myself more motivated I should try buying new running gear. I need proper warmer running clothes for my upper body, running gloves and some long tights (OF COURSE to wear under my shorts). I also need to download and update my ipod music collection that I listen to during running. Maybe a pedometer? I’m gay, I like these kind of things (gadgets, accessories, new clothes).
I began running in May and I do not have winter running equipment…

One of the main reasons I like running is that it clears your mind and you can get a new perspective on certain things. After finishing the first couple of miles, your body goes in ‘autopilot’, running mode, without much thinking over it letting your mind wander. So, this morning I was thinking of the ‘Essex Boy’ in combination with the movie ‘He’s just not that into you’ (bad combination). The movie is not that great but it does put some things under consideration…

The last time I saw him was the previous Wednesday (almost 10 days ago). I sent him a text last Friday to see how he’s doing. He replied a few hours later saying that he’s having an awful day at work and would need a pint afterwards. I invited him over to come with my mates since we were going for a pint anyway. He replied to the invitation around midnight (a little bit too late). God forbid he couldn’t come and meet some of my friends. I’ve never met some of his also. I then contacted him on Tuesday evening to see how’s he doing and his replies were a bit weird that included words like ‘yo morfo’ (= hello, mother fucker), so I guessed before telling me that he was out for drinks.

He comes from a rough area (in Essex) and I know that that’s his weird sense of humour (I hope) and calling me a mother fucker is actually exchanging pleasantries. However, that’s not me. I’m more polite as a person and he just seems to be underestimating me. Anyway, I don’t want to sound like I’m a desperate complaining bitch (again) but I start to think the whole ‘he’s just not that into you’ business. If he was ‘into’ me, wouldn’t he try a little bit harder?

I just find him difficult to understand. I still don’t know what he’s looking for and what he wants from me. Is it just sex? Is he content with talking just once per week to arrange a weekly getting together or even less frequent that always ends up in sex? It would be easier if I only knew what he wanted. Could it be that he doesn’t know what he wants himself? (most likely)

Anyway, I’m finishing this complaining / projecting insecurities extravaganza. ‘Essex boy’ is old enough to make is decisions. I will not stay put waiting for him. I’ll try to go out with someone that shows a little bit more interest in me just because I deserve it…
(OK, I’m officially losing it)

Thursday, 26 November 2009

Thanksgiving… what?

I’m sorry but I am totally oblivious about this holiday. I’m Greek living in London, so what I know about this holiday mostly comes from ‘Friends’ episodes and other TV series... I know that it involves family fights over turkey eating. What first comes to my mind is the story of ‘Chandler’ describing how he was told of his parent’s divorce and so he was boycotting all related food. What second comes to my mind is ‘Wednesday Adams’ forced to take part in Thanksgiving festivities in summer camp. Finally, I remember Holly Hunter trying to survive her ‘Home for the Holidays’ trip.

So, you can see that I am bit puzzled about the whole thing…

What else I find very funny about it, is the President of the United States giving pardon to a Turkey. Honestly? So what happens to the turkey afterwards? Is it not slaughtered in the years to come? Do they have a back garden in the White House where all these pardoned turkeys live happily ever after? OK, I admit each nation has its own weird customs (I am one to know).

In theory, I believe it is a very good thing remembering the reasons we should be thankful for and not just during this day. Also I believe that any reason to gather the family around the same table is good for me.

However the story of the pilgrims inviting Native Americans for dinner is hypocritical to say the least. Everybody knows how much they loved each other during these years.

Anyway… I am probably being plain mean because I am working today when I could use a bank holiday and I shouldn’t.
Fellow Americans have a nice ‘Thanksgiving Day’!

Wednesday, 25 November 2009

Parents…

I’m waiting for my parents to come and visit me for a week starting today. It’s going to be an interesting week since now it’s the first time I’ll be seeing them after I came out to them in summer. I really don’t know what to expect. In the past when they visited me, I had the usual talk about when I’m going to find a nice wife, go back to Greece, if I’m truly happy with my life and all the rest. I don’t know why but they had the impression that I didn’t like living in London and somehow I was forced to stay. Maybe they were just projecting their fears and worries saying that.

So, I’ve been making some preparations before their visit. Thankfully enough they are the type of people that like their independence. They’ll be staying in a hotel (I wouldn’t expect it otherwise) and they know their way around. Both speak the language very well and I do not fear about them getting lost or not knowing what to do in case something happens. They’ve also been to London lots of times and they know the center very well.

That means that for the last days I’ve been trying to find different things to do than the normal visitor’s touristic stuff. I booked tables in restaurants that offer something slightly different, arranged a day trip outside the city and they will also meet some of my friends. I want them to see that I’m having a good time here, or let’s say a good life.

I know that it shouldn’t be like that and I’m slightly embarrassed to say that but I am still looking for their approval, maybe more now than before. I’ve reached a certain age that I’m leading my own life and to be honest it shouldn’t be like that, but I just can’t help it. I’ve spent the last two days driving my housemate crazy cleaning and tidying our place and stressing over minor things. I know that it’s going to be ok, but I deep down inside worry about it. I just know that my parents are not getting any younger and I will not have them around forever.

Tuesday, 24 November 2009

Can you learn new tricks to an old dog?
Should you try to teach him new tricks in the first place?
How easy is it?
Is it fair to expect from someone what he cannot possibly offer?

If you’ d ask me these questions in general, I would have said that experience taught me that it is very difficult for some things / people to change and that it is not fair to try to make someone change so that he will fill your needs or expectations.
However, I do believe that people ‘bend’ their behavior according to their other half and the people they associate. They might not change, but slightly modify their ‘patterns’.

OK, I know. I’m being too vague... Let’s take the example of A and B.
A is more sentimental and romantic. B, on the other hand is slightly more introvert, feels awkward when trying to express his feelings and sometimes seems distant. How can A ask of B to be more expressive, communicative and extrovert?

Another example…
A is very social and has a big circle of friends. He likes going out spending time with his mates in crowded places, dancing in bars and clubs. B on the other hand likes nights in. He loves to cook, cuddle and spend time watching DVD. Is this relationship doomed from the beginning?

How easy is it to find equilibrium in these situations? Is it possible to make these differences the reason that holds two people together? Do Opposites attract? Being one of the two opposites, can you sustain the pressure?

Is the common ground found enough?

Monday, 23 November 2009

In a way, it’s always fun never to be bored. On the other hand…

Moving into a new place can always be so much fun. Last week we received a ‘repossession notice’ letter. Apparently the former lodger owes to the council around £2000 from taxes. However, the very frightening letter was addressed to our new place mentioning that they can get into the apartment and repossess stuff to match the value owed, whether we are or aren’t inside! The fonts, size and bold letters used in the letter itself are indeed very intimidating! They make the word ‘repossession’ massive for the A4 paper size. Also, they try to emphasize the fact that they can get in the flat without us in it.
We called the number given on the letter to declare that the lodger has changed and to beg not to break our door and take stuff! I don’t even know if we have £2000 worth of stuff in the apartment to take. I was told that they are not allowed to take everything, like a bed or a chair so that the place is still habitable but I don’t want to take chances. It will not look that good to our new neighbors...
Anyway, we passed the whole thing to our landlord who promised to take care of it (hopefully in time). I’d hate to think that they will take our newly bought and used Christmas decoration…

That’s not the end of it of course. Our heating is not working. It stopped working on Friday evening and until we doubled checked, we couldn’t get anyone on the phone to help us. I tried a couple of things that actually didn’t work (I wonder why, since I do not have any experience on the matter). I try restarting it a couple of times (it works on PCs). I tried hitting it a bit (I saw Han Solo doing it on Millennium Falcon that afternoon). My final verdict is that the gas pressure is not good enough to ignite it again. I had less than 1 bar and I needed around 1.5 bars (damn you bars). So, we spent the whole weekend wearing sweaters and jackets in the house. Ok, I’m exaggerating, but yesterday evening was a bit cold…

So, instead of staying in and being cold we’ve decided to go to the movies. From the movies available, we went to see ‘2012’! If you haven’t seen it, I would recommend you NOT to go and see it. I like action movies, I enjoyed ‘The day after tomorrow’ a lot. So, I said that ‘2012’ is a movie to go and watch in a movie theatre for the visual and sound effects. However, the movie is bad. The plot is amazingly predictable, never ending and tedious. I expected the movie to be slightly silly but not that much.
I came across the following image related to the plot of the movie and to Earth destruction, so I'm sharing it with you since I found it quite funny:

Friday, 20 November 2009

Rambling Friday

-Technology is finally arriving our way. Since yesterday we have TV at my new place. YAY! For the time being we got ‘Freeview’. Later on we’ll see about different options, but for now our budget is tight and we wanted a fast solution. That means that I was in the very happy place to watch my favorite TV morning program: Auswitch, The Nazis and the Final Solution!! Honestly, who watches that at 8 in the morning? Is it going to make you all happy to face the day? Where could you be working to like morning programs like that? Not even in the local prison… So, I naturally switched to watch Lady GAGA talk about her ‘Bad Romance’ and Pikachu kick the ass of another Pokemon with silly name.
Hopefully, we’ll get our landline connection enabled today and I’ll be able to apply for broadband. Double YAY!

-Things start to look slightly grim at work. Since our clients are from the public sector, we are now having the aftermath of the recession. Their budget is cut even more which means much less income for us. People here (mostly the bosses) are being slightly grumpy about it (I’m being polite) which have an effect on our work. Also, that means that we are most likely not getting bonuses as accustomed at the end of November and there will not be none or minimal pay rise for next year. It is a bit irritating, since everybody else seems to be overcoming the crisis but anyway.

That made me think again about my career (my what?) and the different options I have. I’m thinking of getting some extra training and acquiring some extra certificates so that I’m prepared if everything goes really bad. The bad thing is that I have so many options at what to do that I’m confused. I can apply for e-learning, Open University, evening or weekend courses or just get some books and try to pass certificate exams. These of course are my options AFTER I’ve decided what exactly I want to learn (I know… minor detail).

-‘Essex Boy’ resurfaced as expected. I know I complained a bit about it (yes, just a bit) but you can’t blame me. He just appears and disappears randomly. He will reply to my text messages but will not contact me unless he wants and has the time to meet. I can now start to see the trend and expect what can be expected (which is not much for the time being to be honest). So, we met, went for a pint, then for Chinese dinner and ended at my place. We had fun and said that we might meet again on Sunday (fingers crossed). I will not of course sit idle waiting to see when he’s next available. I have dignity (some friends of mine can die laughing with that) and make my own plans. If I can and he’s available we’ll meet. Triple YAY...
I will not cancel my plans for him (again, I can hear laughter at the back of my head).

Tuesday, 17 November 2009

Blinded…

I moved to my new place three days ago and I already love it.
Moving day on Saturday was actually very eventful. We had severe weather conditions. There were very strong winds blowing and pouring rain at the same time. It made our lives more difficult but to be honest it was kind of fun as well (weird kind of fun). Apart from that the rental company gave as a van whose lights were not working, so had to go back and negotiate and argue, 10 minutes before closing time at noon. At some point we were sure that we would have to postpone moving.

Anyway, we managed to get the van, unload my housemate’s stuff, bring my stuff over and spend the rest of my Saturday tidying things up. My room looks nice at the moment, but to be honest I am not sure what I’ve put where. I have so many drawers and no bookshelves (yet). That means that all my books and comics (I have a lot) are in piles over them. My clothes are distributed in different places and I have to spend some minutes to find them… Eventually, I’ll get there…

The bad thing about moving places is setting it all up again. I have to chase and setup all utility bills. That of course includes the landline and internet connection. I’ve been living now for three days in a house without internet and TV and to be honest I feel isolated from the outside world, blinded. I really don’t know how we managed to cope before.


I remember the first time someone brought and connected to our family PC a dial-up modem (back then we only had one PC – now there’s more than one in each room). I think I was in high school. We didn’t know what to do with it (honestly). It was extremely slow, not many interesting websites existed and it felt like a waste of time not playing a game. Now, turning my laptop on is the first and last thing I do every day. I can’t not check the news, weather forecast and listen to the online radio before going to work.


It’s also sad but my personal life is affected by it as well. I can’t access my emails and my online dating sites! I can’t use IM or connect to my friends on facebook! I think I’m even missing people’s birthdays because of that.

I’ll have a landline on Friday. It takes them four working days! Four! I don’t even need a visit from an engineer. The previous tenant had the same company, so they just need to activate it again! Four days? That’s ridiculous!
After that, I have to go to apply for my broadband. I can’t do that without a landline. So, I’ll apply on Friday. I was told that will take up to eight days to be activated! Eight? What will I do until then? Should I learn smoke signals?

Speaking of signals, ‘Essex boy’ has kind of disappeared. Ok, not ‘kind of’, he disappeared. When we parted the Sunday before this, he said that he had a really nice time with me and he suggested meeting during the week and I agreed. I was the one texting him during the week every two or three days (not to be too overwhelming). He was replying to my messages but to be honest I wanted him to look for me too.

I invited him over on Saturday for dinner to my new place and he said he can’t and also added (in the same text) and he would be busy all day Sunday as well. The way he mentioned it in advance, before even me mentioning it, I didn’t like. Probably he will resurface and look for me, but I’m not going to try to contact him. The last time I contacted him was on Saturday and today it’s Tuesday. Maybe I’m overreacting (again) but I think that a text message every two days is not too much to ask for.

That sounds kind of desperate. I’m not heartbroken of course or anything, but without internet or ‘Essex Boy’ to play around, I feel a little bit bored. My leg hurts and I can’t even go running…

Friday, 13 November 2009

50 totally useless information regarding me, before my 50th post

My first thoughts were about modifying the layout of my template on my 50th post, but I didn't find time to spend on that. I want to do more research on the matter. So, I've decided to write down some stuff regarding me.
  1. I was born in 1981 in a small Greek Town. I’m a Pisces. I moved to London in summer 2006 and never regretted it.
  2. I do not like the texture of olives and tomatoes. I just do not eat them raw, unless chopped in really tiny pieces with other stuff. I like olive oil and tomato sauce though (weird – I know). The same can be applied for bananas as well, but I’ve been force feeding myself with them after I’ve started running.
  3. I stopped being in denial about being gay at the age of 22. I had numerous girlfriends until then. I consider my first proper sex experience to be at that age (no wonder I was edgy until then)
  4. I started having proper personal life (meeting new people, dating, having sex etc) after I came to London. Greece can be so conservative (forget about what you know about Mykonos or Athens, they do not apply for smaller communities)…
  5. I had a very happy childhood that I’m always grateful for. The four of us (parents + brother) used to travel a lot and spend quality time together.
  6. I am also very grateful knowing that my family will be there for me in case of any emergency.
  7. Having close family ties however means that my parents tend to mingle a lot with my life and the decisions I make.
  8. I used to play a lot with GI-JOE action figures, playmobil and LEGO. I especially loved LEGO Technic.
  9. My first video (or computer?) game I played was at a 16KB, 3.5 MHz Spectrum ZX. Yes, the one with the rubber buttons. My parents used to love playing and so did we
  10. I was electrocuted three times when I was a child (that explains a lot of things) and I’ve lived to tell the tale. I wouldn’t recommend it though.
  11. I’ve never broken one of my bones (knock on wood). I’ve cracked my collarbone though
  12. I can speak two languages apart from Greek. English (really) and French. My French have gone a bit rusty though
  13. I love spending time wandering around big supermarkets, browsing on products. I do the same at big bookstores or gadget / video game stores
  14. I am not a common gay person regarding fashion, reading trashy magazines and celebrity news. I don’t give a damn if Jordan (lovely British celeb in the very big boobs category) got divorced…
  15. I find it irritating that people like her (see No15) make headlines in serious (?) newspapers / TV news. The same applies for X-Factor
  16. I’ve been living without a TV set for 7 months now and I love it. I don’t miss it.
  17. I don’t watch reality TV (big brother, X-Factor etc.). After watching one series, I think it’s the same thing over and over again. Not having a TV set helps me on that
  18. I like watching cartoons
  19. My hobbies include reading (books and comics), listening to music, sports (gym or running), going to the theatre, having people over for dinner, going out
  20. I like going dancing even if I don’t think I’m very good at it. The same applies for singing
  21. I believe that true friendships last through time, even if two people lose contact for a period of time
  22. I would like to be able to find someone to settle down, start a family, get married, and maybe raise a child (who knows?) or two. I might be too romantic…
  23. I hate confrontations of any kind. That can be a bad thing because sometimes I miss chances, opportunities to even defend what is mine. Once I got into a fight at primary school. I wasn’t able to return a single punch. My opponent got so angry at my passiveness that fled crying with frustration. I was considered the winner by my classmates
  24. I do believe in luck. Some things sometimes are meant to be and pushed by luck. I am not a fatalist though. I believe that you have to help yourself and not wait for luck or fate to define your actions
  25. I cannot easily take pills. Seriously, I choke. I prefer soluble drugs. I have to literally throw a pill down my throat. I might have to do something about it as I grow older though
  26. I like having sex outdoors. I am not an exhibitionist (much). I don’t want to be seen. I would like, for example, to have sex on a beach, close to the water, listening to the waves on a warm summer night.
  27. I am a total coffee junkie. I can have many a day. I just love the smell of it as well
  28. I cannot easily pronounce the difference between words like beach - bitch, sit - shit - sheet, sip - sheep - ship etc. I just hope the person who I am talking to will understand what I’m saying from the rest of the sentence.
  29. I think that I am partially colour blind. I was never properly tested, but I find it sometimes difficult to distinguish colours. I’ve found online some tests (the one with the bubbles and the numbers) and I didn’t do well. I blamed the monitor settings
  30. I do not have any piercings or tattoos. I do like some of the tattoos I see on other people though. I find them sexy. It did cross my mind to get a tattoo done though. I was thinking of having an olive tree branch done (because I don’t like eating them, it doesn’t mean I don’t like looking at them). I like what an olive tree branch symbolises.
  31. I have never tried (and probably never will) serious drugs. I’ve smoked pot a few times in the past but that’s it. I also don’t smoke.
  32. I like junk food. I know how unhealthy it is but I just don’t care. I don’t have it often though. I just like to feel naughty and treat myself once in a while. I love French fries / potato wedges and all the rest, especially with mayonnaise.
  33. I have a thing for people with shaved heads. I also quite like people that are slightly older than me, hairy, dark coloured and slightly big. It is weird but I always first notice the guy in a red t-shirt / jumper. All these are of course not written on stone.
  34. I admire integrity in a person and I find grounded confidence very appealing. If you add to that a good sense of humor, a cute face and a caring heart I can go nuts…
  35. People that know they are good looking (showing it around) and take themselves too seriously are a total turn off.
  36. I can have feta cheese with almost everything. I also love sea food
  37. My sense of smell is not that good. I never remember fragrances and I find it difficult to distinguish some
  38. I never thought I would, but I started enjoying sports (running, tennis, gym). I think I'm losing my geekiness...
  39. I don’t like being cuddled when trying to fall asleep. It makes me nervous and restrained.
  40. I generally prefer savoury than sweets (especially when it comes to crepes). I’d prefer having a nice ham and cheese sandwich than a chocolate bar if I’m hungry
  41. I like to feel like I’m in control of my actions. I simply hate the fact of being pushed to do something I don’t want to or losing that control. That is the reason I never did drugs, got ridiculously drunk or I would never be a good player in restraining games. Once some friends tried to force me into drinking some shots by holding my nose shut and opening my mouth and I lost my temper.
  42. My favorite cuisines are Greek (for obvious reasons), Italian and Oriental (Chinese, Thai, Vietnamese, Japanese)
  43. I don’t normally like watching drama on TV or cinema. I think that our lives can be complicated enough to make ourselves feel sad for other fake characters or stories. I like action, romantic comedies, musicals and animated movies.
  44. I like the idea that I don’t own very expensive stuff like a car or a house. It makes me feel more independent. I can pack and move tomorrow to the other end of the world if I wanted to (at least in theory I can)
  45. I like routine and tidiness in certain aspects of my life. For example I like taking the same route to work every day. I like placing objects in my pockets the same way each time. I like making lists of things I have to do. My world will not collapse if things turn out differently, but still… My room is always tidy, even with dust all around
  46. I don’t raise the volume of my voice and I don’t argue with people (see 24 as well). You can count the people I’ve argued with, on the fingers of one hand. When that does happen however, when someone actually pushes me that far, I can be quite fierce and loud
  47. I tend to break up with people in a civilized way. Apart from some very few occasions, I am in speaking terms with most of the people I’ve dated and we tend to still be in touch.
  48. I am pretty social having a circle of good friends. I don’t like being the centre of attention though and I am not the soul of a party.
  49. I am a pacifist but was made a sergeant in the Greek Army (mandatory military service). I’ve fired with a gun, a rifle, a small rocket launcher and I’ve thrown a grenade.
  50. I hate the fact that I will have second thoughts on what I’ve written on this list. Most likely I will remember stuff late…

Wednesday, 11 November 2009

Feeling good…

I got the keys to my new apartment! I’m moving probably this Saturday there and to be honest I can’t wait! I’ve posted the issues I’ve been having with my current arrangement so you know why. My new flat feels like more of a proper home. I will be living with one of my best friends in a decent size, double bedroom and two bathrooms flat that is also close to work. What more to ask?

Maybe I could ask for something (being greedy as always). I would like to be able to put my finger on my nose, move it a bit, do magic and make all my stuff and furniture move and also the bills and internet sorted! That means that I need magical powers for some days. No? Oh, well… I had to try…

I really don’t how we managed to survive without internet connection during the Dark Ages (10 years ago?). Hopefully, I might find some kind of unsecured wireless to secretly use for the days until I get connected…

Speaking of internet, I did my research on self-harm and I now know a couple of things more on the subject. I’ve decided not to let it bother me at all and keep on what I was doing before. I will keep on seeing ‘Essex Boy’ and try to get to know him more. I will just keep an eye on the marks…

Now, it’s time I went back to keep on packing! Do I sound excited? (No, I am not…)

Monday, 9 November 2009

Uncharted territory…

I had a very nice weekend that left me at the end feeling very worried at the end, but first thing first…

I had a scheduled 10k run yesterday. I spent the day before relatively taking it easy and wandering around in my area… That’s a couple of pictures I took with my mobile that day (I don’t think I have a talent in photography):

Relaxing time having breakfast (guy in red hoodie was really hot):
Wandering around West London:

My first Christmas sign of the year (way too early if you ask me)

The race took place in Richmond and it went well (?). It was not for charity, but we applied for it so that we could keep us motivated and training for the upcoming half marathon. There was no train service to the area and most people (like us) found it difficult to get there. That caused massive queues at the lockers and the chip (time measuring device) giving booths at the last minute before the race. Not having enough personnel was not very helpful either. It was a bit frustrating and it got even worse when the race began with lots of people (including us) still in a queue!!!! That made us start running after checking in our bags with absolutely no warming up at 4 (freezing) degrees! I was really feeling bad for the first couple of kilometers, cold and out of breath. I managed to keep up and finish in around an hour. I wanted to finish the race in less time but considering the circumstances I don’t want to complain. The area that we covered was really nice though.

People queuing:


I spent the rest of my Sunday with ‘Essex Boy’. I had a very nice time. We enjoyed each other company and I believe that it is going quite well. He is very cute, caring, has a weird sense of humor that I like and I think that I can feel relaxed and as myself around him. (Not to mention sex is hot).

The thing that got me really worried is that he is one of the people that inflict pain on him. I don’t know the correct terminology or how to put it correctly. I feel a bit weird even writing about it. He has cut marks and burn marks on his arm (at least not many – but how many are TOO many). I of course asked him about it in a curious, laughing about it way, because I didn’t want to sound judgmental. I met him only a couple of times and I am in no position to make any serious comments on it. He told me that the last time he did something like that it was over six months ago (true according to the marks). He then asked me if he is the first person I met doing it and I said yes. I have totally no experience on the matter and it is freaking me out a bit. I will google it and see what I can find. Am I overreacting or not? I will try to talk to him about it again and truthfully ask him how worried I should be. I don’t know what answer I’ll get though….

Please, any comments would be appreciated.

Friday, 6 November 2009

Rambling about various things…

I’m reaching my 50th post soon (probably in a week or so) and I was thinking that I should do something with the template of my blog. I know that 50 posts are nothing compared to others, but to be honest, I’m pretty happy that I’ve stick to it so far and I want to keep on blogging. It was an experiment that for the time being is on its 4th month and going well. It’s a bit of a disgrace to keep a premade template by ‘blogger’ instead of creating something of my own. That needs some searching though to check what options I have, that I do not know if I have to time to do. What I’m thinking at the moment is to play around with Photoshop and some pictures I have. We’ll see…

If you’re running a blog of your own, are you using a template you found online for free, ordered online, created on your own, based on an existing free one and modified it according to your needs?

I spoke to the ‘Essex Boy’ yesterday. I was in doubt whether to contact him or not. You know how it is. I didn’t want to sound desperate (contacting him too early) or indifferent (too late). The last time I texted him, was after leaving his place, on Wednesday really early in the morning. I thought that it was over a 36h period, so I did (and I’m happy I did). I sent him something a bit vague and general (how are you? I’m ok kind of thing). It took him a while to reply (if he did that on purpose he’s good) that got me a bit worried at first. But he suggested meeting this weekend (woohoo).

I’m doing a run this Sunday really early in the morning so I can’t really go out on Saturday, so I suggested meeting on Sunday in the afternoon / evening. He then suggested going to ‘National Gallery’ that was a bit surprising because (a) I find it going there a bit romantic (maybe that’s just me), (b) I thought he would suggest going somewhere for a beer or (c) meet somewhere that we’ll be alone together. Ok, I confess that this is probably not very kind of me, but you might give me some credit if you knew many people from Essex. Anyway, I’m happy we’re meeting anyhow and I will not say another word for it.

So, on Sunday morning I’m doing a 10k run in Richmond. It’s supposed to be a fun day because I’m going there with friends also doing the run and moreover I know about some people that are coming to cheer for us defying the cold and probably the rain. Yes, it will most likely be freezing (to go running in shorts) at 9 in the morning on Sunday (they say about 7 – 8 degrees) at least at the beginning and raining (typical for London in November). I also found out today that the tube line servicing the area will not operate on Sunday for scheduled construction works so it will probably take us a while to get there. Thinking about all these, I am not sure our friends will come to cheer for us…