Monday, March 17, 2008

Gin Soaked Boy

Its a me, myself, Irene post. Its a gin in the gin soaked boy post.

-- I am still having a love affair with Ice Cream.
-- I hate pastries. I’ll eat them if you get them and I’ll buy them for you too. But inside, I’m squirming when I’m eating.
-- If you dress grunge or have short hair, my look will linger when it falls on you. In that linger, I will even have imagined a life with you, complete with smiles, cries, Parisian cafes, Tuscan vineyards and long conversations (I think I fall in love easily...which is also to say that I flit...unless I cling).
-- If you dress pretty, I’ll give you only the customary look.
-- I think you can make out a lot about a person by the music they listen to. I am undecided about making anything out on a first meeting though.
-- I am also undecided about photographs.
-- I open up 60% of myself very fast, 20% after a little prodding, alcohol and trust, the other 15% if I love you. The remaining 5% nobody has known. I wish that were not so (Those numbers are approximate).
-- I don’t know where I want to be when I’m 39. I also take great solace and pride in that fact.
-- I’m afraid of spiders, watching horror movies alone and losing my parents.
-- I get nervous every time I talk in front of a group of people, even though I get over that nervousness in the first minute itself.
-- I want more vacation days.

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Anki said...

me me me
short hair
cant dress nice
:P

Mystique said...

mee too...
haha..

Aurora said...

What can't you decide about photos eh. And I haaaate spiders too!

CrazyDiamond said...

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@anki and mystique: heh!...lingering...

@aurora: I'd be ok if I hated spiders...me, I'm scared, petrified of them.