This must be the shortest-lived infatuation in history. Don't get me wrong, I still like Rufus Wainwright's songs, though now, I do understand what one irate reviewer on Amazon meant when he compared Rufus's voice with that of a bleating goat. If you've ever seen any of his videos or interviews, he couldn't come across as more gay. What a turn-off. Yes, alright, I deserve it - I knew he was gay in the first place, but it was the music that got me.
Even the good-looking gay colleague has lost his shine. He is still good-looking but his charm and attractiveness has disappeared. Maybe because when you admire someone from afar, there is a mythic quality to them, but once you get to know them that other-worldly halo evaporates. Sometimes it's because you see them as human beings rather than God's gift from heaven or you realise there is nothing in their personality that you can relate to. Funnily enough, the chain-smoking, permanently rumpled-looking colleague with a bad haircut has become the more attractive one, albeit in a different kind of way. The attraction lies in his intellect and dry wit rather than a purely physical worship of a masculine ideal.
Intelligent men are sexy. Intelligent men who speak are even sexier. Intelligent men who speak and carry themselves with a quiet confidence are just out of this world. But intelligent men are too intelligent to come near the likes of me. Damn their intelligence.
Even the good-looking gay colleague has lost his shine. He is still good-looking but his charm and attractiveness has disappeared. Maybe because when you admire someone from afar, there is a mythic quality to them, but once you get to know them that other-worldly halo evaporates. Sometimes it's because you see them as human beings rather than God's gift from heaven or you realise there is nothing in their personality that you can relate to. Funnily enough, the chain-smoking, permanently rumpled-looking colleague with a bad haircut has become the more attractive one, albeit in a different kind of way. The attraction lies in his intellect and dry wit rather than a purely physical worship of a masculine ideal.
Intelligent men are sexy. Intelligent men who speak are even sexier. Intelligent men who speak and carry themselves with a quiet confidence are just out of this world. But intelligent men are too intelligent to come near the likes of me. Damn their intelligence.
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Can I be Spartacus?
Do you know what's even more useless than a comm. student? A contemporary arts student. Do you know what happens to a comm student that's forced to take a course on contemporary arts?
They start thinking they should've gone to medical school. Sticking bandages on someone's cut seem alot more noble than sticking pictures together to make a collage.
I wish I was Spartacus. Free the slaves! Instead of accidentally sticking bits of sketch paper all over my feet and getting glue in my eye.
Does getting glue in one's eye qualify as an Accident / Emergency?
Wasn't Kirk Douglas Spartacus? Ol chin-bum, heh.