Name> Kiley/Kilolo/Ski
Age> 21 years
DOB> 20-10-1983
Location> Los Angeles, CA
Interests> Unattainable males (particularly celebrities, or tortured Byronic characters from manga, or English novels), reading, sleeping, eating, erm... eating, drinking, shoes, handbags, listening to standards on the radio, watching games live
Hopes> To one day finally leave for London and begin life anew, to finally get a Chelsea futbolka, and to finish all the writing projects I had begun
Confined to> Tiny one-bedroom flat with roommate, last semester with bloody hated university, tiring minimum wage work, and desperate monetary situation

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As of this moment...

Current date> 04 February 2005
Time> 11:08 p.m.
Quote> 'Puta Madre!' - 'Amores Perros'
Drinking> Water

Listening to> Garbage - Can't Seem To Make You Mine

Reading> A health magazine

Working On> Shopping list and meal schedule

Film of the moment> 'Dummy'

Note: I'm actually watching 'Amores Perros', but for the life of Mike, I still can't get into watching it. I find it extremely boring.

Payday! Payday! Payday!

YAHAHAHAH! There's nothing like having money in the bank. That means I can go shopping for food! KYAAAA!

I Y food!

*coughs* When one is starving uni student, it's hard to not feel excited about food.

Actually, me and Stinky were comparing work conditions. She finds it condescending when people call her 'honey', or 'darling'. Yet when older black men say so, she finds it endearing. I find it best when gay men call me 'sweetie'. *giggles and blushes* There's something about it that appeals to me. Older people (by this I mean even those older by a few months) seem to call me 'honey', or 'darling'. There is something about me that suggests innocence of youth, so when I swear, there are shocked looks around.

Is it quite horrible to want a gay best friend? It's become such a cliche, that it becomes the mainstream assumption gay men only exist to be a straight woman's best friend. I've even read there are online ads searching for a gbf. Obviously this is not true. But I can't help thinking I have somehow been conditioned into 'needing' a gbf in order to accept homosexuals as a whole. That's all pish, because I'm pretty laidback as it is. I really have no care whether one is gay or straight, as long as they're not assholes or worse - boring. Yet why do I crave the attention of a gbf?

As it is, I don't have many close friends. Sal is one, but that's because I've known her for... nine years! Holy shit! (ambles back from digression) And there's Stinky. And Tasia. Three people I haven't managed to fully alienate. But there isn't anyone I'd fully be comfortable with when it comes to confiding secret thoughts. The myth is, a gbf is perfect for such activities. He nevers tells, always has some witty repartee about a certain-so-and-so, and says something along the lines of 'you go girl!' Honestly, how insulting is that? Not everyone is like that. But isn't that what we watch on television?

Reason #1:
It'd be nice to have a guy friend who isn't such a clueless jerk. (that's a different story) A man who is kind to women, sympathetic to the woes of women, and has a snappy fashion sense. Please - there are many men who have met the previous three conditions. And most of them aren't gay. True, they seem to be scarce, but these traits aren't just found in one section of the population.

Reason #2:
Someone who shares an interest in men, knows men, and is quite helpful in that area. Isn't that the attraction? That the gbf would somehow spill the beans on how the straight man thinks? How true was the previous statement? I have a friend who hasn't a clue how the average straight male thinks. We always joke about the cute men we see, but if anything, he asks me about guys as much as I ask him. Besides, the most accurate gaydar at work is a woman. She's never been wrong, apparently. All I know though, is that she looked at me, cocked an eyebrow, and said 'Hmmm' in a way that made me uncomfortable. As if she knew something I didn't, and wasn't telling. *shrugs*

I can't think of any other gbf reasons. So you see, there is no real reason why I should want a gbf. A friend is still a friend, whether straight or gay or bi. Still... I wouldn't mind having a Queer Guy (from any Queer Eye series) :)

Part II

Read a couple of days ago that the money is on Dougray Scott. I always thought of him as the bloke who turned down the Wolverine part to be in MI:2. However, I did watch 'Enigma' (awful - no chemistry between Scott and Winslet), and he did carry off the part of tortured mathematician quite well. Question is, can he channel that mindset into Bond mode? He might, he might.

Second favourite by the bookmakers is still Clive Owen". Hurrah! I hope they choose him. The man might not be matinee-gorgeous, but he's bloody talented. In everything (particularly 'Second Sight' and 'Gosford Park'). Except I haven't watched 'King Arthur'. It's got skinny Keira, and watching the two kiss onscreen is excruciating. And oh god, I cannot wait for 'Sin City'! It looks so good (and Mr. Owen by extension) that I could just jizz...

What about Pierce Brosnan? Apparently the Broccoli family (those who produced and control the franchise) want someone new and younger to connect with the audience. The problem is that they want a relative unknown whereas the studio wants a big star like Hugh Jackman. Another actor still in the running is Ewan MacGregor. But my favourite is Mr. Owen. Come on! Take a look at 'Croupier' and the BMW films and try to deny him the role!