why is it that when i’m all goofy over a guy, other guys seem to start being all “hey babe, how you doin'” everywhere? i read once that when you’re in love (or like or lust) you’re happy and that transforms you into this positivity broadcaster. you can’t help but radiate good vibes which in turn acts like a beacon to the people around you. they pick up on your hightened mojo and are attracted to that, for at least enough time to give you a smile and a nod in line at the grocery store or somesuch. it’s pretty cool, actually. it also says a lot about keeping a positive attitude even when things are shite.
speaking of happy, kevin sent me a copy of my favourite movie ever as a belated-birthday-slash-you’re-cool present. i keep telling him he’s too generous (this is the same guy who sent me a copy of still life with woodpecker for no good reason last year), but he’s arguing with me. well, okay, maybe he’s not too generous, i haven’t gotten a new computer in the mail yet. *wink*
Trust me, I’m not *too* generous. But did you ever see the film “All That Jazz”? There’s a line in it that might fit, in context.