Guilty chic

I'm the kind of guy who can live a very secluded life. Just being by myself, growing a preposterous long beard. A guy who dreams more then being out there, havin' a blast. I listen to my music (new Sia, new Kelis, Adam Lambert is amazing.. and all of a sudden I'm in my Simply Red mood, wrapped up in wanting to know everything there is to know about Port). You know, just doing my thang.

Sometimes I forget about my friends, which can be pretty unfriendly. My girl Lilian is pooped from defecating out a new shitter like, I don't know.. two months ago? My girl Vicky just spoiled herself by renting a fabulous apartment and needs all the help she can get (but I'm here at home, dancing all silly on Simply Red in some crazy overall feeling with myself). And Frank, my dearest soulmate Frank. He became 43 last week (and it's not that big of a deal that I forgot his birthday, no, that's not it. The big ofF from the deal is that he is in his midlife crisis and I'm not there to tell him that he is working that psychological doubt just fine). No, I'm just dreaming away in my own imaginairy world, being selfish. That's me.

My gayfriend Henk posted a new YouTube on YouTube (Henk, thanks for the new computer, It's amazing). It's a preview that will be used at a party I have this saturday. Trijs and Johan got married some time ago and their definitely the kind of peops who throw a party that balls. The party is for people they care about. And to be honest.. I almost forgot about it because I can be so simply blue with simply red. I started looking at the 5 minutes of adorable pictures with some cranberrie juice in the background to make it all more sentimental. I cried a minute ago while watching. Not because I am sad, no, because I am blessed. The people I know are amazing. Just like Linda (hotfox). I want her to be a member of my crowd (Let's have a blast @ Sec' next week, assisting our chocolate bear).

Everytime I see the peops I mentioned earlier; there glad to see me. They enjoy my company and consider me as their friend. They hug me. They care. I need to buy myself a fine filofax and write down appointments, or else I become a silly old, and lonely man. Without my friends I wouldn't have the guts to be so goddamn cocky.

That's all for writing away my sense of guilt.

Oeps. Almost forgot my long-term muse. I want to paint you naked on Amanda Blank' Lemme get some. Your silky skin. And your eyes. I will need all the colours of the rainbow to paint those pearls.

Adele - Cold Shoulder