Before Perth, i've never had anyone coming up to me to offer the words of praise with regards to my looks.
dont get me wrong, i am not looking for one...
personally, if i do get it fine and good, but if i dont it doesnt affect me in any minute sort of way.
it is just a thought that raced through my mind as i was reading 'waiterrant.com' about a customer whom waiterrant called Sir Richard Burton because of the baritone similiraties. waiterrant even went on to speculate that Sir Richard might have gotten a lay or two on the strength of his voice alone. the fact that he talks too much reflects that his narcissm extends to his voice.
now, that'll be an ego trip...
in any case, like i was saying, such words of praise in my home country are often reserved for celluloid figments of imaginations or creatures from lands far far away.
which was quite a shock for me when a few years ago in Perth that two North American girls hurled despicable vocabularies such as 'cute' and 'hot' at me. i didnt know what to make out of that. it is quite amazing... hell it was the same time when my then girlfriend openly confessed that i wasnt good looking at all. i didnt really think much of it back then and it just crossed my mind thinking about this ego trip...
i am just happy, i have no hideous scars on my face. thank God.
Finger Acrobatics Performed
On Tuesday, September 26, 2006 at 5:50 am.
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