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10.28.2007

Mating Game

I've been thinking about the lists of my ideal partner, as per the Kris methodology. Here goes:

ABSOLUTE REQUIREMENTS
A male who likes sex/is sexually appealing to me
Cares/passionate about life, people, the planet
Shares my sense of humor (and frequently)
Would enjoy having children
Brings out the best in me, makes me want to be a better person

WOULD BE NICE
Shares many interests with me (I would really like to move this one to requirements but Kris caps it at 3-5, gotta follow the rules)
Flexible/adaptable in idealogy and general way of living
Way of life already includes being environmentally friendly and accumulating minimal crap
Has an active healthy lifestyle
Cleans (body/house/mind) regularly

MORE "WOULD BE NICE" (sorry Kris)
Good dancer, singer, performer, or musician
Good at communicating
Likes experimenting with different kinds of sex (frequently), and enjoys being dominant/aggressive at least occasionally

ABSOLUTELY CANNOT BE
Addicted to drugs
Bad smelling
Preachy/arrogant about politics/ethics/whatever
Significantly less intelligent/more innocent than me
Mentally ill


Will edit this as I change my mind about things....

I got into a good groove this weekend. Not too much excess, but still lots of chilling out with my friends. I got reevaluated at the gym on Saturday. This time my weight was 71.8 kg, bp 115/85, body fat 33%.

Alright, what is that bullshit? I'm gonna have to go through the blog archives and double check, but I believe my weight went down by .8 kg and my body fat went UP. Those scales must be really inaccurate. The weight I'm not surprised by, since I'm switching over to muscle, but the body fat should definitely have gone down. The proof is plain to see.

It's a little depressing thinking about this too much, I gotta keep reminding myself how much energy and good feelings I have these days, how easy it is for me to jump up and try something with almost no motivation negotiation required. For example I learned how to Charleston this weekend with Ken and Jeanne. That was so awesome, I think dance from the jazzy earlier parts of the 20th century is my favorite. I grew up with Shirley Temple, Singing in the Rain, and all that tap dancing musical stuff, and it's just stuck with me. Tap always came really easily to me (unlike ballet or hip hop, bleh!) and it looks like the Charleston is in my feet already as well. There's this one move, the traveling Charleston, where you kick forwards and then slide back on the other foot (or you would if you were wearing proper shoes instead of sneakers like I was). I kept seeing Donald O'Connor with his rubber tap tappy legs doing the same move, and tried to do it the way I thought he would. I like making my legs as bendy as possible, while my upper body is in complete control. It's fun isolating parts of the body, although I don't really know how to do the reverse, my shoulders end up looking awkward. They're so big already (thanks a lot Speed family genes), any exaggerated motion looks retarded.

It would be really fun to wear my tap shoes and start doing the Charleston, slipping in some extra tappiness here and there, like a cramp roll on the last beat, or a brush tap replacing the toe taps. Something that sounds complicated and looks simple. I miss the old dancing days (not the people though, they were those foul middle class superficial Long Islanders people who are not from LI think everyone there is like), there's never an opportunity to use that knowledge, and I'm afraid joining a tap class would be way too easy. I'm more interested in a freestyle club where we throw wild dance parties for people with skillz or put on shows.

1 Comments:

At 15:55, Blogger Kate said...

Damn, you write like every day now. I can barely keep up.

I just wanted to note that your blog seems to be getting more personal lately just in case you didn't notice. That's okay, just be aware of how far you go because of the people who may read it. I have hurt people with my blog and I regret that.

Anyway I like it because it's like we're in the same room again and I get to witness your day-to-day revelations. We seem to be a lot alike still.

I miss you a lot Ness.

 

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