My cheeks hurt!

[pphaneuf]

Awesome birthday dinner! My favourite people were there, and were involved in a collaboration that ended with me smashing my face against a chair at Bières et Compagnie. I was french kissed by musicdieu, which was quite the experience. I ended up going home after rather than doing something else, but you have to understand, I had gifts to unwrap...


ryss_rhiannon, azrhey and ayria at my birthday party. I'm probably not allowed to even think of complaining about that evening!

Saturday was also made of wonderful things. Just lying in bed, with the window open to the soft sound of the rain outside, it was lovely.

Then I accompanied azrhey to her high school reunion, which was quite interesting and funny. I felt a bit out of my element, in one of those hipster "lounges" on St-Laurent, where I'd be expected to order a martini or something. I looked on the ground twice, the first time I found a ticket for a free drink, and the second time I found a twenty dollar, so I actually netted a profit for the evening! There was much gawking at various hot people, followed by a hasty retreat back home which was made that much less hasty by my incredibly inane path choices. I decided that going down St-Denis, then west on Maisonneuve would be good. Yes it would. Any time there isn't the Just For Laugh festival preparations on St-Denis and the Jazz Festival blocking off Maisonneuve entirely, it would. Gah.

I heard from someone I've met at Bibi's birthday party, saying he found me rather open minded, for not minding azrhey commenting with him on the hot guys, and also for actually joining in and making my own comments on the said hot guys. On one hand, I feel as this is just how it should be, but still I am rather flattered that someone noticed. Don't you think that even if I was exclusive, there's a difference between making a comment that someone is hot, and going and humping them? And likewise for me commenting as well, I can do that without developing ideas of humpage (sorry azrhey!). People are strange.

Today, I'll go and fix my showerhead, which I almost broke (it's got a crack on the side, complete with a small jet of water coming out of it!), and maybe examine Rémi's latest insanity, a two-seater Virtua Racing arcade machine in his basement.

Comments

[skjalm.livejournal.com]

say Prince Charles and Brad Pitt ?

That would obviously be the Prince. Anything else would be "majestætsfornærmelse." It's a Danish term that literally translates to "insulting the royalty" (don't know a better term for it in English) and can be quite severely punished. Though I guess it was more in use in the Evil Medieval days ;-)

Perhaps men are jsut too insecure in general.

Try asking an Australian bloke about men hugging men... I swear, I'm going to have to hug the beard off a friend of mine when I visit him later this year. Simply because it'd push his limits to somewhere on the dark side of the sun...

you would be happy if you have those two sitting on your lap too!

And ecstatic if I had the three of you, I'm sure. But for now I'll settle for capturing imb next weekend when we celebrate her b-day by getting plastered ;-)

[pphaneuf.livejournal.com]

Something similar to "Lèse Majesté" in french, I suppose?

Heh, I didn't know about Australians and men hugging men. Here in Québec, it's okayish, depending on the crowd and how long you've known the people and stuff. In the rest of Canada, it is definitely on the weirder side. In fact, even men hugging girl seems to be often surprising.

If I had both azrhey and ayria on my laps, I'd be on my toes.

Happy birthday to imb, have fun!

[skjalm.livejournal.com]

A friend from Oz told me about the three times guys were allowed to hug other guys. Can't remember them because I was really tired at the time. But one of the reasons was if Australia beat England in rugby (or something very close to that) and the other were probably becoming a father... though I think a new father hugging blokes would be too much emotion for the Aussies to handle ;-)

I think we're mainly dealing with stereotypes here, though. I'm sure that at least in the cities people are as diverse as everywhere else.

Here in Denmark most people don't look twice if two guys give each other a hug when they meet. But for me it's kind of like I don't mind giving people hugs - there are just some people (both girls and boys, men and women) that I don't hug. Can't really tell why, guess it's just how it is and it doesn't really bother me one way or the other.

[pphaneuf.livejournal.com]

Well, I've seen The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert, so I'm sure there's a few more, ahem, diverse people to go around. :-P

I hug some people, some I don't, some I do sometimes. Sex and closeness has something to do with it, but not necessarily. Just a mood thing, I suppose.