from an old acquaintance, who once referred to me as a conquest:
"Lately, I've been dressing a bit more retro (my father actually thought my beaded necklace was some sort of gang colors).
It can be a lot of fun. I went shopping in uber-trendy Yorkville dressed in Value Village wear, earning the scorn of shopkeepers.
I amused myself by reading artsy and geeky magazines in a gay bookstore, while the rest of the clientele perused the porn section.

Too trendy to be a hippy, to hippy to be a geek, too intellectual to be a fag and too faggy to be Indian. I need some non-gay friends... "

this is interesting because i think i have lots of friends that are complete paradoxes. in stark constrast to rafi is my friend ryan who's the ultimate hippy yet wants more gay male friends. most of the time i think i'm one huge paradox. i prefer being referred to as paradoxical as opposed to hypocritical but i supposed i could be accused of that. i'm socially conscious and all for community activism but yet love my gap underwear and my starbucks coffee, i'm totally campy gay yet love breaking gay stereotypes, i'm totally happy wearing no shirt and dancing on a box at a club yet i'm also totally happy writing policy or reading about the welfare state.

anne michaels has a great quote about the moment in your life in which you reject contradiction and that this becomes the lie you live by, a lie often stronger than truth. i'd have to agree :)