The Depths Of Shallowness

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Tempestuous. Intense. Proud. Intellectual. Easily Bored. Consummate Performer. Very Chinese. Very Charming. Fair. Pale. Long, Curly, Black Hair. BA(Hons). Literature. Philosophy. Japanese. Law. Dense in Relationships. Denser in All Else. Brooding. Sceptical. Condescending. Daria Morgendorffer meets Kitiara Uth Matar meets Ally McBeal. Always dreamy, always cynical, always elusive. Struggling writer, artist and student, in that order please.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

I Want To Be A Real Man

On the art of pool play:

Me: I want to be good at pool.

Meihui: Let others put into the hole lah. Do you think it's a demonstration of sexual ability?

And she remonstrated (and reminded): But you are the hole, not the stick!!! - after I said if that's the case, then I want to learn how to jerk off my balls like a real man.

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It's an interesting thought - this purported connection between sexual ability and pool playing. Like seriously, even a mind as warped as mine was blind to it till Meihui suggested. Maybe 'cos it's only my second time shooting.

Ooh. I can never see men playing pool in the same light again. I guess it is very much a turn-on visually and aurally if tall guys do it well: the furrowed, predatory look of intense concentration, the lean and arched posture, the strutting aura of confidence that they are good and the steady "thud" sounds made by the cue hitting ball and the ball dropping. Once they leave the pool table, they also seem to lose this persona, interestingly.

I want to be a real man!

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