Metrosexuality and unemployment

Being unemployed isn’t so bad, at least for a little while. I’m looking at this like it’s a mini-vacation, albeit one that was forced on me. The good news is that I’ve got a promising lead in a call center for a cell phone company, and I already know people that work there! I’m really hoping I get it, but in the mean time I’m making the best of my situation. Today I slept in very late, cleaned the house, and worked out for 2 hours! I’m going to see Blip with Sara in a little bit. 14-year aged whiskey, w00t!

So much free time on my hands, obviously some site updates are on the way. The first was some new peeps on the pictures page. Comment spam is turning out to be a really big nuisance, to the extent that I’m thinking of closing commenting on all posts older than x days. That, or upgrading the MovableType install. How do these people even find those old posts?!?!

Too many times in the last few weeks have people noted a certain je ne sais pas about me. Even the Indian fellow at the liquor store by Margaret’s house said something to her. I think Jake summed it up fairly well: I’m a metrosexual. I think I believe it too, though I’m too poor to be a full fledged one. I admit that I’m concerned with my appearance, and though I wouldn’t call it being in touch with my feminine side I’d also agree that I tend to do certain things that most macho men probably wouldn’t (who’d have thought that wanting to do the dishes and clean the apartment weren’t normal?). More on the whole idea of the new-age straight-yet-hint-of-gay-but-not-in-a-sexual-way man at Salon.

3 Responses to “Metrosexuality and unemployment”

  1. Webmaster Says:

    FYI, I’ve upgrade MovableType to 2.661 — which allows me to close commenting on anything that doesn’t appear on the main Index page. So if you want to say something, say it before the post drops into the Archives!

  2. Erica Says:

    You are not metrosexual…just wanted you to know.
    Love,
    Your Floridian lover!

  3. No Longer Confused Says:

    Yeah, I guess you’re right. I don’t know what I was thinking!