A week of overindulgence

Last week an old friend of mine came for a visit to London. She stayed till today. With her as an excuse we went out a lot, had dinner here and there and allowed ourselves to go a bit wilder than normal. For example Friday night we went to a bar in the Shoreditch area that organised a swing party. I’m talking about Swing and Charleston dancing, not the other type. My friend is part of a dancing group in Greece and organised to meet some dancers in London for a night out.

Unfortunately that specific party wasn't that well organised. It took place in a popular bar. The music changed from mainstream pop to the oldies around 9pm. By that time, the people already in the bar had more than a couple of drinks and didn't leave. The place remained really busy and there was no place for actual dancing. Also, the floor was the wrong type and spilled with sticky beer to allow the quick steps that some of the dances required.  However, there was a number of people dressed in 40s and 50s retro clothes and haircuts that with the music gave a nice feeling to the event. The dancing remained at a minimum but was still nice.

I love the rockabilly style 

Also, last Monday was my birthday! I happily turned 33! Yay! Since it was on a Monday, I decided to celebrate it on Sunday. So I invited some friends over for brunch, tea and coffee on Sunday afternoon since we would all be having an early morning the next day. I baked a traditional spinach and feta pie and some cheese bites. Our guest made a lovely quiche Lorraine and JJ made a milk tart, an apple tart and a chocolate cake where I blew some candles! Considering the fact that there were around 8 of us in total, I can say we ate a lot! The day was really nice and sunny. After weeks and weeks of raining, London was actually enjoying a sunny weekend. I hope my guests had a nice time! I know I did and I thank them all for coming.

Our table is never empty (yes, that's my pie at the front)

On my actual birthday I brought lots of treats to the office for the guys in my department. I've just moved to that building, so I don’t know everybody that well. But I found all their emails and told them to help themselves. I got a couple of replies from some people I closely work with but other than that nothing! I even came face to face with a couple of people over the coffee machine or the corridor but they didn't mention a thing! I wasn't expecting to start a huge conversation, but a simple happy birthday would be nice! The vast majority of developers are really antisocial! The ‘Big Bang Theory’ is based on actual people! So, I’m still eating chokies at work from Monday. J Afterwards, JJ, our guests and me went to a nice Thai restaurant for dinner. Yummy…

  

So, as I was saying, the last week was a week of overindulgence. I’m not complaining though, I had such a nice time. At the moment I’m thinking of a small detox that might help my preparation for my half marathon next week!

Oh, look. Another cookie…  

It’s my liefie's birthday soon!

Liefie (Afrikaans):  love. That is what it is supposed to mean according to ‘JJ’. I hope he’s not feeding me bullshit and it means something completely different or dirty! lol..

Anyway, it’s his birthday soon, on Monday!! I know this post comes a bit early, but to be honest, I have so many things to do in the meantime, that I fear I might miss the chance to post on my blog how much I love him and wish him happy birthday!

On Table Mountain in Cape Town

You see, we’re flying really early on Tuesday morning to Greece. So, we don’t have lots of things planned for Monday to celebrate. I’ll be at work till the afternoon and we’ll just meet some friends for dinner in the evening. Going to Greece for a couple of weeks is a nice way to celebrate anyway, no? Bear in mind that while he was growing up in the South Hemisphere, his birthday was in the middle of the cold winter and I think during school break. So, this will be a nice change. I’ll try to find something nice to do there as well.

It’s not that bad for him anyway. Last year we celebrated his birthday in Sardinia and the year before I organised a catamaran day cruise around Santorini. I can’t really remember what we did the year before, but I think it was as nice. No, no. I’m not complaining. My birthdays have been as nice.

In Torquay last year

As I was saying, we’re flying on Tuesday morning, Monday we have the dinner and during the weekend we have pintar rapido. I think I might have mentioned it before. It’s a Spanish art movement as far as I know. Artists will visit the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea on Saturday and paint something from the area. They’re supposed to start and finish that day, in a specific time period. Then, on Sunday there will be an exhibition of the works, an award ceremony and then an auction of the rest of the pieces. The weather is supposed to be very good, so I hope it will be a nice day out for us. JJ will be painting and I will be there helping (or reading my book or working on my tan).

So, Happy Birthday my liefie! I hope you have a great day / week / month / year! I love you so much. I'm so happy I have you in my life.

Birthday bash

First of all, I’d like to thank every one of you who wished me happy birthday on Facebook. It was very nice and sweet of you. For the rest of my blog readers, that’s alright, you can still make amends. Lol. Just joking.

Anyway, I had an amazing birthday weekend. I invited some friends over on Saturday night for nibbles and drinks. We had prepared various dips (including my own homemade tzatziki), bread, cheeses, meatballs (‘JJ’), cupcakes (my lodger), egg bites, fruit, crisps etc with spirits and wine.  I was introduced to my most recent best friend called ‘Zubrowka’. In case you haven’t met her. I highly recommend it.

My next best friend

I'm blowing my cupcakes

So, around a dozen of people arrived to our place, making it nicely full. Music was playing and drinks were flowing. I believe and hope that my guests had a real nice time. At least I had a blast. To give you an idea we were dancing long after 1 am. The combination of the vodka with champagne made a bit tipsy to say the least.

nibbles?

I love these camera shots

So, I spent my actual birthday with a slight hangover. It wasn’t very bad though. I just needed some rest. In any case the weather here in London has turned for the worse and the last days it’s been freezing outside. It was sunny last week and generally warm, we were hoping to get some spring but now it’s snowing again!

Do we look drunk?

Random thoughts Wednesday

Last Sunday our new lodger arrived. It hasn’t been a full week since she’s been here, but I have to say that everything has been going quite well so far. She loves her new room and seems to be adjusting quite well. She also seems to get along very well with JJ. They knew each other, but not that well.

This Sunday it’s my birthday and I’m having a few friends over our place on Saturday. It’s not going to be a massive party, just some friends meeting for drinks. What better way to spend a birthday than with a massive hangover, right? I’m also planning on offering some nibbles / finger food. It’s been a while since I last organised something like that. I hope it goes well and people will have fun. Typically, I learnt today that there are planned underground engineering works this weekend and by tube station will be closed! Fortunately, the one before my stop will be open. It causes a bit of inconvenience, but I hope not too much and people will attend.

Recently, there was an offer on Amazon, about a book published by the eggheads of the TV show QI. I had to buy it. I just love trivial knowledge. How can you progress in life not knowing that kangaroos have three vaginas? Or ignoring the fact that earning more than £14,000 a year puts you in the 4% richest people of the world? Talking about perspective…

Speaking of Amazon (wow, this turns out to be an advertisement for them), I was happy to learn that they joined forces with other colossal companies like Google and Facebook against cancer, forming a collaboration with British charity ‘Cancer Research UK’. Although I wasn’t able to get lots of information on this matter, it appears that a new smartphone application will be released soon that helps the battle versus cancer. We’ll see…

The most hated word in the industry

Working in the IT industry, I know that there is something whispered on the higher floors of a company, that the low level minions should not hear. And that thing is ‘outsourcing’. By that term I don’t mean only hiring one or more contractors to finish a project or help someone’s job. I’m talking about the phenomenon of uprooting a whole team or department and replacing them with cheaper labour in a distant country.  

This trend is not of course something new. I can remember from my early school years, living in the northern part of Greece, small industries moving to the other side of the borders, to Bulgaria, saving millions of that old forgotten (?) currency. I heard conversations after conversations about the bloody taxes imposed by the government that pushed small companies away to a country just a few kilometres away, where labour was cheaper and taxes were lower.

The company I work for at the moment has its headquarters in the UK. There are of course local offices in various corners of the Earth, including the South and South East Asia, which are popular destinations for outsourced IT departments. There are minor helpdesk departments in these offices, but till now they weren’t responsible for anything major. However, there is a new discussion going on in London, about how the non-profitable IT department should improve effectiveness but cut costs at the same time! I really love it when managers and directors become all poetic like that and announce these major ideas!

Anyway, there is a storm brewing. A colleague of mine has already been sent to investigate how and if the company can set up an office of developers somewhere at the Indochinese Peninsula to save some money from hiring developers in the UK. This prospect is scary, since lots of the people I work with will no longer be needed and their cheaper replacements will be easily found. I’m not sure if my position is threatened. I’d like to believe that ‘not yet’. I’m not a full time developer per say. I work in a special division, close to the decision makers of the company here. So, hopefully, I’ll be alright for a year or two? However, there is that can of worms that now opened and the future is unpredictable.

I’m not going to leave you on a pessimistic tone though. It’s Friday after all and I’d like to change the subject and the tone of this post. A few days ago, I had my anniversary with my beloved boyfriend!!! We’ve celebrated three years of happily being together and a bit more of a year of living together! I can’t believe it’s been three years already! Time flies when you’re having fun. He’s my partner in crime, my rock in the storm and best friend. Love you so much ‘JJ’.

Birthday boy

I’ve been having some very busy last weeks. I was working the whole next to last weekend. I’m not really used to be working extra days and I’m definitely not getting paid enough for it, but anyway. I had to do it and in a sense I enjoyed taking on the challenge. I might share some more details about it at some other time. I’ve been really busy and that is why I didn’t manage to post anything the last couple weeks.

However, last Saturday, it was my birthday!!! I’ve turned 31! These are some photos I took on that day! After a lovely start of my day, we visited the Olympic Village under construction at Stratford.Today, I have a day off from work. So, I plan to spend outside the house! Catch up with you later!!!

What JJ brought to bed! Homemade pancakes and coffee!!! 

That's how I look at 31... 

Westfields in Stratford 

There's lots of new development in the area 

The Aquatics Centre made by Zaha Hadid and 'The Orbit' by Anish Kapoor

The Olympic Stadium between them 

The surrounding area needs  some cleaning up

The 700 year old Bow Church 

That's the t-shirt JJ got me! I also got 'Mass Effect 3'. :-DDDDDDDDDDDD

PS. Thank you everybody so much for wishing me happy birthday in facebook!  :-)

It’s official…

Since I opened all my birthday presents, the trip to Paris being the last one, I can now say that I’m officially in my 30’s. It’s not like I’ve been hiding it so far, but I was a little bit in denial. I’ve even updated my profile which you can glimpse on your right. I will need to properly update that at some point.
That means though that I can play now with the big boys …

The question now is where I’d like to see myself in 10 years time… Hmmmm. That’s not an easy one.


The first and foremost thing I’d want is to be healthy. I’d also like to be financially more stable in the process of paying for own house, somewhere outside the busy and noisy city centre. I’d also like to be married, content with a lifestyle that suits me. Call me old fashioned but I like the idea of a small house with some outdoors growing my own things on a quiet neighbourhood.

The questions that are buzzing through my ears are “Do I see myself living in London?” or “Do I see myself in 10 years with JJ?”. My most honest reply would be “why not?”. The way things are I must say that I can go wherever there is work. I am not afraid of changes and I can try making a good living almost anywhere there are good working conditions. I’ve been in London for the last 5 years and I’ve been greatly enjoying myself.


Regarding JJ there are no clouds in the sky. I’m pretty much in love and we’re having our fun. We generally don’t fight and there are no major ups and downs. He’s a stable, reliable, caring person and we do get along very well. I’m never bored when I’m with him and he always makes me laugh. However, there is a small stupid voice in the back of my head that is always worrying. I can’t help asking myself a silly ‘what if?’ thinking about bad things that can go wrong. I think I’ve inherited this voice from my mother. Our next step would be to live together. On one side I can’t feel anything but excited about it and on the other I can’t help but worry that we will grow tired or sick of one another in due time.

I’ll give you an easy example. JJ’s mother is very religious. She’s always been. She’s been sending him scripts from the bible on his mobile phone and mentions God when they talk on the phone. She of course disapproves of him being gay but she’s trying not to put that too much between them. She knows her son is a good person and is making efforts to maintain a healthy relationship with him. JJ grew up with all these. He has his own Bible that she sent to him. Lately he mentioned that he sometimes reads that Bible himself. Although there is nothing wrong with that, that little voice on the back of my head starting ringing an alarm bell! What if in 10 years time he becomes one of these religious fanatics? What if he turns like a bad version of his mother? What if there are more signs that I can’t see?


I know I’m being silly. There is absolutely no reason to worry about all these. I do manage to shut that voice up and I try to look on the positive side of things. I am ‘Mr Worry’ though sometimes. The plan I have now is to move in with JJ beginning next year. It would be interesting to see how my parents would react to these news!

Venice Calling…

I’m back to London, older, wiser and happier.

I had a blast in Venice. The place is amazing. It has a unique character I haven’t seen anywhere else during my few trips. The streets, if you can call them that since they are so tiny, create a maze of small alleys, bridges, churches and small restaurants. I wasn’t that impressed with the city centre, the San Marco’s square, as I was by the rest of Venice. We loved walking around, taking pictures (I only took around 300 of them), watching the boats/gondolas passing by and enjoying the weather and food.

Luckily for us, without even knowing about it or planning it, we arrived in Venice the last day of the carnival. We followed the big crowds to the city centre and we saw the amazing costumes they were wearing. I’m attaching to you some of the pictures I took just the first day. I’ll create a second post for the rest of the days. These people really enjoy and live for the Carnival.

Unfortunately, the place for its uniqueness and small size is amazingly expensive. You have to really be careful what to order and from where. Just an espresso coffee in San Marco’s square is about €8.4 (11.5$)! We tried to find smaller restaurants outside the city centre that looked like places locals would go. We also tried to speak Italian and act the part. The places we found were amazing, the food delicious, in quantity and fresh ingredients. I simply love Italian food…

These people dress up magnificently and simply stand on San Marco's square for the tourists to take picture of them. They are street artists without asking for money:

These students were dressed like 'Tetris' blocks taking various forms. They were laughing so much and us with them...

There were many shops selling extravagant masks like these... There were so colourfull!

The countdown…

In less than a week’s time it’s my birthday. What’s a bit special about that is the fact that I’m turning 30, the big three and Oh! It’s quite a nice number and it’s the change of a decade, so everybody’s been telling me to do something extravagant / different that I will remember for the decade to come.

I have been fortunate enough to have memorable celebrations of my birthdays, good or bad. I remember children parties with friends from school, I remember dressing up parties and dancing till the morning in university, I remember serving in the army guarding a post at 4:00 in the morning in freezing cold and I remember being in Las Vegas the year after.

What’s a bit special about turning thirty is my past and how I viewed back then this milestone. When I was a young 14 – 19 year old lad, during my teenage years, I was so closeted, I couldn’t even see any light outside the closet. I remember having these depression crises wondering why this ‘thing’ had happened to me and why I was having these different feelings. I remember asking this unanswered ‘why?’ and ‘why did it have to happen to me?’ over and over again without of course getting any answers.

I was afraid of everything. I was afraid that the ‘awful’ truth would come out. I was afraid that I would disappoint my parents and friends. I was afraid that people would think I’m a freak and I would end up eternally alone not having the courage or the chance to fall in love and have a ‘normal’ life (as they believe it to be). According to the media back then (and sometimes still now), gay people do not get a chance to create a happy family. They all end up badly either being brutally murdered, dying from overdose or becoming prostitutes.

During these times I was foolishly thinking like that since I didn’t know any better. There was no internet to find likeminded people, no gay friendly places to go in my small town, or even a family or friend acquaintance to ask for advice. I was having some dark thoughts. My desperation and loneliness made me think that this kind of life is not worth living and I had thought of suicide. I had decided though that I would give my life a chance until I was thirty (thankfully)! I was sure that if by that time, I was still alone to that degree, still closeted and depressed, I was just put a stop to it.

That is why turning 30 is now so important. I started thinking again about how I was feeling then and my journey to this point. I’d really like to think that if my teenage self could see where I am now, he would be happy or at least content. Life can be a real pain in the butt sometimes, that’s no big secret, but generally she can be so good sometimes. What I believe I lacked back then was hope. That is why I loved initiatives like ‘It gets better’. I am so grateful for so many things in life now, many more than I was back then.

Generally, I’m not worried about growing older (yet). OK, I have recently noticed a dark hair or two on my chest giving me a fright (but at least my round face remains unwrinkled). I feel like I have so many things to see and do. I have so many unfulfilled dreams and goals that will take at least another 35 years to accomplish so I will be busy till I reach 70.

So, the bottom line is that it’s time to celebrate! I’ve already been to the Opera this week; I was taken to a magnificent restaurant called ‘Babylon’ (with a bill matching my vacation budget) and to the theatre to watch ‘The children’s hour’ yesterday. The latter was really amazing. The cast and the direction were simply exquisite. I didn’t think that Keira Knightley could act so well. I feared she would be cold, distant and boring but she wasn’t. I also loved the rest of the cast which included big names like the Golden Globe nominated Elisabeth Moss, the award winning Ellen Burstyn and the award nominated Carol Kane. I don't watch Mad Men so I didn't really know Moss but I loved movies with Burstyn and Kane and I was looking forward to seeing them too.

The final act of my birthday celebration is that JJ is taking me away for the week. We’re flying Tuesday morning for a few days to Venice. I’ve never been there before and I hope I’ll love it. Everybody’s been saying that it’s simply amazing. I promise to take lots and lots of pictures to show you. I simply can’t wait.

(I hope this post doesn't seem like I'm bragging about myself. I just want to say how grateful and happy I am)

Celebrations…

So, ‘JJ’s birthday passed. I think we had quite a nice time and he enjoyed it. ‘Penn and Teller’ was nice. I’ve never been to a similar show and I have to say I enjoyed it. Not all of the tricks or ‘scenes’ were interesting but overall it was fun. I do not know if I’ll go to something similar again but I’m happy I went to see them even once. What I liked best was the fact that both the magicians after the end of the show were outside waiting for the fans to talk to and sign autographs while it was slightly raining. What I liked the least was the lack of air conditioning in the Hammersmith Apollo. After the first half an hour it was boiling hot. I really don’t know why they don’t upgrade their venues. I don’t think I’ll ever go back there during summer…


Apart from that, we’ve enjoyed walking around while doing some shopping (or at least trying to) and having nice dinner in a favourite Japanese place of ours. I mentioned that we tried doing some shopping, because JJ wanted to buy something from ‘Superdry’ that he saw a couple of weeks ago but decided to wait for the sales to buy it. We were put off however by one of the saleswomen who mentioned to us with quite a snobbish attitude that ‘We? We NEVER do sales! Never!’ implying that I insulted her by even asking! I really hate it when I’m all happy trying to buy something and a salesman pretends that he’s doing me a favour by allowing me to be in his shop, ruining it for me. Fortunately that is no the case in most shops, but it does happen sometimes. So, we simply left even if JJ was about to buy the stuff he wanted and also buy me a nice t-shirt. There are other places to go shopping. We will find what we want…

The celebrations are not over though. I have booked an aromatherapy full body massage in a nice spa tomorrow, early in the afternoon. We plan to go there earlier to enjoy the swimming pool, the Jacuzzi and sauna. That will be my first time having a professional massage. I don’t know why I haven’t done it before to be honest. After that I’m arranging a small surprise party for JJ with close friends to have a couple of drinks and cake. I hope he likes it (and he’s not expecting it)…


What I haven’t mentioned yet is that tomorrow I’ve been talked into by my housemate and her sister to have a tarot reading. We’ve booked a full tarot reading (whatever that might mean) that will last a whole hour for each one of us. What I found hilarious is the fact that you get an audio CD with the session! Technology meets magic!!! That way you can listen again the prognosis and understand it (?) better… I’ll let you know that will go next week.


Yes, It's all about trying new stuff this weekend...

Birthday Boy

It’s ‘JJ’ birthday in a couple of days. He is a cancer, whatever that might mean. I had to google it to see if we’re compatible. I know. After being together for almost 8 months, I think it is time now to do it. Because if according to the stars we aren’t compatible, I would so break up with him. Anyway, I found a web site just for gay horoscopes. It’s called homostrology (catchy). It’s only for gay men though, not for women (sorry). There is the equivalent of lestrology though…

According to that very accurate site, a Cancer Gay man is moody, introvert and sensitive. They can be very good listeners, dependable on an emergency and allergic to drama. They do not like messy scenes. They are people for a serious relationship and not for a casual fling. Dating a Cancer is best reserved for those who have the stamina for an emotional roller coaster, a relationship prone to be more heart-to-heart than body-to-body.


I am not going to comment on how accurate that is at this momment. Some things are very different and some things are spot on. I then checked on Gay Pisces (me). I am supposed to be a highly creative and emotional person, I am daydreaming all the time and a serial monogamist. I am a social butterfly and anything but constant! Yeah, right...


The bottom line is that the compatibility chart says that Pisces and Cancers are the Perfect Partners. I can open the bottle of champagne now. Does that mean that I will have to buy him a present now?

OK, according to ‘JJ’ there should be no celebration-present-giving fiestas. He would like to forget about the whole thing, not talk to anyone about how old he’s becoming and all that drama. I slightly have other plans though.

On the day of his birthday we will be working different hours so we will not see each after work. So, I’ve planned a pre-birthday celebration the day before. That day is his day off. I’m going to take some time off work so we can meet early in the afternoon. If he agrees I’ll take him for some bowling. He has mentioned in the past that he’d love to play. I think it’ll be a fun thing to do. Otherwise we’ll wander around for coffee and lunch, shopping etc. For that evening we have ‘Penn and Teller’ tickets. I didn’t know much about them but ‘JJ’ said he’d like to go and see them, so… I’m also taking him for a nice dinner before the show.

‘JJ’ thinks that that’s the end of his birthday celebration. What he doesn’t know (yet) is that I’ve also booked an aromatherapy treatment in one of London’s most amazing spas. Because I am a very selfless person, I will sacrifice myself and go with him. I don’t want him to feel lonely there. I know, that is the type of person I am. So, the following Saturday I’m taking him swimming, getting a nice massage and being well treated.

I’m off to buy a birthday card now…

Gay life starts at 30?

I turned 29 a couple of weeks ago. That’s my last year in my 20’s. (YAY!!) After that, I enter the golden decade of my thirties! Accidentally, on my birthday I bought the latest issue of a UK based gay magazine called ‘Attitude’ that was dedicated to ‘old age’ and also had an article about how gay life begins at 30. The article itself is not serious journalism and of course doesn’t extend too much on the issue at hand. It just provides some examples of sexy older men etc.However, it got me thinking a bit:

“Does gay life starts at 30?”

In order to answer that, the first thing to do is of course try to understand the question. (I’m getting too technical – I know – It’s the engineer in me). I assume that by ‘starting life’, we mean becoming happier / more content / enjoying our everyday life more. However, since there is a comparison to that statement we’ll have to compare that happiness to something else, let’s say the late teens, early twenties. I think that’s fair. Let’s try to pinpoint the differences between life at twenties and life in thirties. (I’m done being technical (for now)).

If we’d like to answer positively to the question, the thirties are a decade where a man (most or some of them anyway) has gained some experience in life and is more able to lay back and enjoy it. He now knows what he likes and is not afraid to look for it. If he is lucky, he’ll have a good circle of friends that lasted over years, proving their love and devotion. He has a job that can support him and a career already in its track. He starts enjoying different / simpler things in life and he doesn’t have to get stoned / drunk to enjoy a nice night out. Funnily enough, he’ll even start enjoying exquisite tastes of food, wine or spirits that he couldn’t appreciate earlier.

He is also above the ‘drama’ that a younger’s gay life might contain. Feeling more secure, mature and established he is not that interested on other people’s opinions and gossips. Also, his sex life is better. Sex now lasts longer and can be more passionate. Longer lasting partners enter his life who provide security, companionship and stability.(According to my personal taste) Men in their thirties are better looking and look much sexier than people in their early twenties.

Examples of sexy men in their thirties: Ryan Reynolds, Wentworth Miller, Bradley Cooper, Tom Brady, Jake Gyllenhaal or Ben Cohen

Ryan Reynolds

Jake Gyllenhaal

Ben Cohen

Bradley Cooper

On the downside however, a man of his thirties starts seeing the first wrinkles on his face, realizes that he can’t keep on having the same diet and a heavy night out takes a greater toll on him. Now, with the grey hair that start appearing he sees that hangovers are more difficult to overcome and moisturizing is a necessity…

If we’d like to answer negatively to the question, the late teens and early twenties are a more carefree age. A young man of that age feels that life is full of possibilities and opportunities. He’s not sure where he’ll be in a year or so. Most of the things happening are new and very exciting. The first kiss, sex, love makes life so much more interesting and thrilling.

Not having many responsibilities also means that a young man is able to take the next train for a backpacking experience of a lifetime. Most important problems of that age include clothes, the next kiss (etc.) and what to do next weekend, where to go out. Mistakes can be excused and blamed on the innocence or inexperience of the age. Bad habits like junk food or boozing don’t have the same bad effects. Getting Bald is not an issue.

Some people believed to be sexy men of that age are: Zac Efron, Daniel Radcliffe, Alexandre Despatie, Novak Djoković, Chace Crawford, Nicholas Hoult:

Daniel Radcliffe

Novak Djoković

Nicholas Hoult

OK, I have to admit that every age has its good and its bad side. However, I do believe that I am in a much happier place at the moment than I was ten years ago. I am more secure in my shoes, stable, happy, with great friends and a boyfriend that loves me. I am the master of my life (wow, I like how that sounds) with my own income that allows me a lifestyle I enjoy. I do believe that the thirties will bring to me even greater things. So even if gay life doesn’t start in 30, it will definitely continue in an astonishing way.

PS 1. Men in their thirties are much sexier…
PS 2. I think that I’ll upload a ‘life starts in 40’ post in 10 years…