Just the thought of marriage and kids makes me want to gag. I could list all the reasons why, but it would sound silly and dated, and above all, it might make me sound like one of those fag hags who wants her very own gay bestie. Get with the program. Gays are for life, not just for Christmas. Sometimes the jobs were longer-term, sometimes they were temporary, but they were always erratic, unstable, and underpaid, if paid at all.
In the end, they always come away even more self-assured and I almost never orgasm. Around my thirtieth birthday, my parents bought me an apartment in Botafogo: two bedrooms, hardwood floors, ninety square meters, twenty-four-hour doorman. I started exclusively taking jobs that would help my career, without considering finances. The location was perfect, street vendors were out seven days a week, all night long, always well stocked with Heineken. Darlene, who used to set up right in front of my building, warned me it was dangerous on the other side of the street, that there had been an execution-style shooting, nasty stuff.
The joys of homeownership are many. I wanted to leave the bathroom almost identical to the original because I like that fifties middle-class aesthetic. Sometimes the neighbors, all elderly, would complain, which wa s no big deal. They made the cast of characters more diverse, enriched the surroundings. A few years ago, he even proposed we have a sham marriage so his parents would leave him alone. The possibility of a conventional heteronormative life did sound tempting for about fifteen minutes, but then, not so much.
In my opinion, Rodrigo should ditch his friends from school, those morons who work in finance, and meet more people who work in the art world. Since Rodrigo would be the last to go on, not until morning, we left the apartment late, around two.
It was free entry, in the square, near the Banco do Brasil Cultural Center. The square was kind of like a public courtyard, so there was only one entrance, with a barricade and two security guards to control the crowd, hand out wristbands, watch out for possible incidents.
