I guess I was just raised to believe that there are some things that are private and you don't talk about them casually. I understand other people might not feel that way, but it's still really weird to me, you know?
I can see how it would be totally weird but it's not right to think they shouldn't talk about their boyfriends unless you wouldn't want them to talk about their girlfriends either.
Well, there's a difference there to begin with, but I wouldn't want them talking about them like they do all the time no matter if they were a boyfriend, girlfriend, or whatever else. I mean, they can, but it's going to get boring and weird afer a while.
I do have to say, I absolutely agree. I mean. Guess hockey's different than football. Well, clearly hockey's different than football. You don't talk about that kinda stuff in football. Then again, ain't too many people gay in football.
So yeah, s'weird to open my journal and read semi- (sometimes more than semi) intimate postings from the hockey guys.
I think you're forgetting the fact that Quebec is practically a different country and us poor Western folks can't be blamed for their open enjoyment of sex.
Maybe the weather should be more sunny with lots of rainbows, because they don't seem to be doing so bad.
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But that might just be me.
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So yeah, s'weird to open my journal and read semi- (sometimes more than semi) intimate postings from the hockey guys.
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Hey, new icon. Tell me that replaced the dorky red shirt one.
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It ain't a shirt, it's a fleece, and I liked it. But, just for you, y'know, all three are new. Here, cheesy grin for you. I got plenty of these.
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I wasn't passing judgement on the fleece, just the picture.
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Us silly Americans and our silly sense of privacy.
(If it's the shirt I'm thinking of, it wasn't that bad. But then again, I am a girl.)
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(The shirt is fine. The picture was not.)
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