Originally Posted by
DocHeart
Hello folks,
Greece here. It gets rather gloomy in Athens in September, even if the whole nation refuses to accept that summer is finally over and insists on walking around looking at the sky and smiling. You seen that movie, Shawn of the Dead? Remember the opening scene where Londoners walk around looking like zombies, even if they haven't become ones yet? That's Athens. Only, in Edgar Wright's cult creation Londoners don't smile. We smile. Constantly. Irritating, stupid bunch of idiotically smiling zombies.
Maybe it's the olive oil.
I enjoy grumbling.
I also enjoy football, cooking, and surfing the net for porn. I often go to a bar called "Jazz in Jazz" whose owner and bartender is in love with an Argentinian dancer and wants to move to ****in Buenos Ayres. I like good whiskeys, but unfortunately I can only afford mediocre ones.
I'm thankful for the last six months, in which I've been with someone who might very well turn out to be the love of my life. It's a woman. Sorry, if I hadn't specified that my whole post would make me look incredibly gay. Which I'm not. Not that I've got something against gays, it's just that I'm not. If I were I would make sure I have the best time possible, but I'm just not. Alright?
Although my friend Dimitri is indeed gay. Married, but gay. I don't see much of him unfortunately, but I do see quite a bit of three guys I've been close friends with since primary school. My friends are a very important part of my life. We all sit there and drink scotch and smoke and wonder whether Dimitri's wife knows what a faggot her husband is.
I think that's it. I've covered everything about myself and run out of conversation.
This is a great forum to discover, and I'm very glad I'm here. I'm looking forward to contributing.
Best regards,
DocHeart