emanuel

I like people and i like animals, i don’t like people who don’t like people. I like generosity and fairness and kindness and tend to have a very poor view of narrow-minded people. I hate injustice and people who shirk their responsibilities. I like thoroughness and fantasy, laughter and surprise, listening to and understanding people, and see if i can be of help. I hate non-professionalism and rigid minds. I hate to feel gloom and heaviness of heart. I don't mind at all people telling me about their bad feelings. I hate self-centered/egotistical/uncaring persons. I like beauty, i like women, i like wit, sensitivity, subtlety and intelligence. I hate machismo, unshakeable certainties, vulgarity and male chauvinism. I hate male manythings. I love many things about women. Everyone should be one. I love sunshine, rain, snow. I hate being cold. I hate cold wind and droughts. I love a good conversation. I love meeting people more than anything else. Yeah, more than sex. Sex i can do alone. I love solitude. I hate loneliness and having no-one to talk to. I love teamwork. I love being in charge and i love to see others take charge with care and a conscience. I hate people that are unaware of others around them. I love tenderness and warmth and empathy. I hate bitterness and coldness and distance. I love clever people. I hate nasty people. As for stupid people…guess i don't hate them or at least try not to: well, who wants to be stupid anyway?…I’ll take stupid over mean any day. I love to eat. I love to drink grapefruit juice. I love marzipan, chocolate everything, especially chocolate cakes and chocolate spread on bread, the basis of my diet. I love to smoke but i stopped for obvious reasons. I love to make people laugh. I love to make people cry because suddenly they realized something about themselves. I love to touch, physically or mentally or psychologically, and love to be touched either way as well. I love going to the sauna, going to the movies, watch people in restaurants and cafés. I love to read detective novels. I love to watch documentaries. I love to take long hot showers. I love to remain languorously in bed and think of the world buzzing around outside. I love to stretch and arch my back. I love to give and receive massages. I love to learn something new. I love to teach as well. I love curiosity and curious people. I hate people who frown on the unconventional and expect me to respect authority whithout questioning it. I love asking questions, being answered, or being asked and answering myself.I love an investigative mind. I love nothing like a good question. Nothing touches the beauty of a good question. Except the beauty of a woman maybe. Or the beauty of a friendship. Or a love for that matter. Or a piece of Art. Or a sleeping cat. Or love in a dog’s eyes…Ok, ok, there are many things as beautiful as a good question, sort of…but i still prefer a good question to a good answer.I love to feel helpful. I love to see i’ve had a part in the making of something or someone. I hate powerlessness and resignation. I love enthusiasm. I hate cynicism. I love irony and self-derision. I hate self-delusion. But i have to admit disenchantment generally hurts me real bad. I love nonsense when it’s intended. I hate nonsensical rules. I love paradoxes. I hate flawed logic. And, get this : I love love. I hate hate. Now you won’t find a lot of people so unafraid of ridicule as to utter such platitudes, much less use them to end a self-explanatory introduction. But i will. Because i am.*comes back* oh, yeah, that.. Upon special request of half my friends, i will reluctantly part with some very private information. So, Nicole, if you must know, I use Pétrole Hahn fortifying, anti-dandruff, frequent usage shampoo – you know, the one with citrus essential oil. Oh, it says STRENGTH-VITALITY-PLEASURE on the back, too. Why, thank you for asking, honey ; or i’d never have noticed. My life just seems full of those little magical discoveries.*comes back yet once more* and if after this you suddenly feel like knowing what my size is, don't bother asking. That wouldn't be very welcome. If you want shallow, go somewhere else.