So to add onto the completely goofy about me edit...I'm fairly normal. I mean there's the gay thing, but it's not like I've beaten to death anyone with my glow sticks or ultra slimming corsets. I'd use my bow and arrow or cali sticks for that bit of a job; you just can't trust a corset to work its magic like it used to. I used to want to own a penguin when I was little and thought I could store him in the freezer after I was done playing with him for the day. I tend to hate stopping at four way stops because no one knows how to properly navigate those. I would rather stop just after the dumbass car to my right and left than have them wonder if they go first or if I go first or if...FUCK, just go! I love to walk through automatic doors because I like to pretend I have telekinesis--the kind that only affects doors. I'm Latin so it's safe to say I can move fairly well on and off the dancefloor. It's a nifty little thing we've got going. I have this sickness in which I love to buy things for other people. I know; it's disgusting. I tend to feel bad for the occasional begger or bum on the street asking for money until I'm out the following day and a Mexican who isn't very versed in English is working his ass off trying to sell fruit, flowers, peanuts, anything and he's doing it all in the rain. Sometimes I have to bribe myself with a future nap just so I can wake up now. I think the world would be so much cooler if Muppets were real and walked right alongside humans on the street. I need to have ice in my soda and my water has to be iceless and preferably at room temperature. I know I'm a whole big bag of opposites. Oh! and I can't do origami. I've tried and it's safe to say that I suck. *Hangs head in shame*
Music
I tend to be all over the place with music. I have rock. I have pop. I have a tad bit of country even though on paper I despise it quite a bit. Some Celtic. Some Christian. Some Partridge. Some Pear Tree. For the longest time I've been under the guidance that if I like it then who the heck cares about what genre it falls into. But according to Best Buy and other major superstores, my taste primarily lies in the Rock/Pop/R&B section so go figure on that one. Anything that can make me happily dance like a geek also is good stuff.
Movies
There so is no unifying theme in all the movies that I like beyond the fact that I just like them. I'm not that type of person who will debate the finer points of why I choose to like something when everyone else publicly can't stand it. I like what I like. If I liked SpiceWorld for example, I wouldn't give a crap if you thought I was quite the simpleton for liking it. I'd just tell you to suck it and move on.
But tangibly some of my favorite movies are as follows: Big Fish, The Holiday, American Beauty, Love Actually, Up, Bolt, Stardust, Wall*E, Deep Impact, Practical Magic, Last Holiday, Pineapple Express, Clue...tons of others too. Those are just the standouts.
Television
Oh, completely love Survivor! I know of no one who watches it, but does that stop my wonderful viewing of it? Not in the least. I'm all about watching the backstabbing and bitchiness of people forced together to compete in a game. I mean come on, it might not be models or cooks or beauties or geeks or annoying people trapped in a house, but it's my form of entertainment. People who are hungry, exhausted and soooo close to snapping? Yep, I wanna watch that! The majority of the rest of the stuff I like has been taken off the air due to age, but still very much a fan.
Books
I tend to read sporadically just because I'm bored. I'm one of those people who can put down an interesting book and come back to it later just because reading for hours and days makes me feel like I have no life. Usually I can do tons of things in the hours in between. But for some reason this year, I've read a damn lot. It wasn't even until May that I realized how damn much a damn lot is. As of now, I've read nearly 9000 pages of book. I'm going for over 10,000 just because. Just for comparison sake, reading all of Harry Potter is a little over 4000 pages. Yeah I know, I rock.
Heroes
You know it's a funny thing that I don't have any human heroes that I look up to. I don't know of a famous person that I would idolize come hell or high water and all the people I know who could possibly be in the scope of hero--well I either care or love them, so they're not really big with the cape and tights in that way. But I will say that every single dog I've ever owned is in some way my hero. They each at one point or another have protected me better than any X-Man could and they did so automatically and without a reward in mind. To me, that's quite heroic.
Alovair's Details
Status:
Single
Orientation:
Gay
Ethnicity:
Latino / Hispanic
Zodiac Sign:
Taurus
Children:
Someday
Education:
College graduate
Alovair is wrapping things up nicely. Haha. I meant that in a completely non-gifty way, but that works too. Posted 14 hours ago view more
About me: I remember someone telling me something years ago. He said that I should enjoy my time now because I only had a few years left. I believe at the time, I was 20 or 21 and he told me--being the great Jedi Master that he was--that there was no way that I was going to have much of a life after 25. That somehow that is the cutoff in the gay lifestyle of mattering to any soul that you want to look back at you with adoring eyes. So his advice was that I was wasting my life because I hadn't been hitting the club circuit for years. I wasn't an experienced drunk yet nor was I carrying a vast assortment of condoms with me everywhere I went just in case I ran into someone cute enough to fuck right here and right now. According to Obi-Wan, I was wasting my great potential and racing against the gay hourglass of my life. Because come age 25 plus one day, I would be pulling an Invisible Woman to the gay population at large. A housefull of cats would end up being my only option in not remaining lonely. And then a funny thing happened...I got older, got a little bit cuter and became slightly more visible. Day plus two and day plus three arrived and I actually got to say Fuck You to his whole line of thinking. Now I laugh everytime someone guesses that I'm much younger than I actually am because in an alternative universe, some bitter queen is pissed that I didn't evaporate in the exact way I was fucking supposed to.
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Who I'd like to meet: I've always wanted to somehow travel backwards in time to meet the people who tried to mess with me...at the exact times they made an effort to make me feel small. It's not so much that I want to impart some "stand up for yourself" wisdom to my past self so that he becomes a stronger individual at a much younger age. It's more of a big brother move. I want to go back and tell them to shut the hell up and then give myself a nice wink. I always wanted someone to swoop in and help a little in my battles; why not my kick ass future self?
Oh and something or someone otherworldly would be pretty neat too. A vampire, a werewolf, some sort of spook. As long as they were good-natured and wished me no harm, bring em on!
Better yet, the cast of 7th heaven will cover more ground in less time, theres seven of them and youth is on their side. And plus there hopped up on jesus and scripture, so plenty of holy energy to burn. They're available im willing to bet and eager to work. Its full proof.
Im better, thanks. Im not in the mood to piper someone, but I might be down to Paige myself over to you and make you play with my one eyed whitelighter. lol Lick on my orbs for a while.
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