mythopoeics

Hey, did anyone see that sporting event that took place last night? It was a really good game, very tense and athletic. Those players were going all out, boy was it a sight to see. I'm just glad the team I like won, otherwise I might have had to start throwing punches in the bar where I was enjoying some brewskis with the boys.

So, who's up for some drinks later, ladies?

[filter; family (both real and mythical) and friends]
Am I acting hetero enough? I know what they do to guys like me in this day and age, I've been watching the latest season of American Horror Story.

[filter; thalia] (added later)
Darling dearest, I need a favor from you. Please.

"I have said to you to speak the truth is a painful thing. To be forced to tell lies is much worse." -- Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

Happy National Coming Out Day to those I know who are out and proud! Your courage in living your life openly is a beautiful thing.

Another episode of The Love Line aired on NYU radio, another round of angry messages in my radio station inbox. Can't say it phases me, I had a feeling last nights topic would annoy some people. Apparently, college students feel strongly about what constitutes cheating in a relationship, and feel my definition was a little on the harsh side. I'm very unforgiving on that subject, I won't deny that.

Now, have an Akiva Love Approved PSA:

Dear people -- Saying things like "Swag", or any variant thereof, does not make you sound cool, it just makes you sound like an immature asshole even if you're saying it ironically. Seriously, think before you speak, or risk sounding like a moron.

[ filter; family (aphrodite, ares, eros, aeneas, and seraphina) ]

As you're all my family in one way or another, I wanted to inform you that I'm gay, just in case you hadn't figured it out yet. I've always felt it's best to be honest about this, considering. If this is a problem for anyone, just let me know and I won't bother you any further. All I ask is that you respect me and my life choices and I'll do the same for you.

I'm having a hair dilemma. After Halloween last year when I wore that blonde wig, I've kinda been pining for blonde hair. Would it be worth it? Will my hair hate me? Will I regret it and then turn to red dye in the end?

DECISIONS, THEY ARE HARD.

[ Marriage. It had been on Aphrodite's mind since they had returned from Zurvan. Which by itself was odd, in reference to Ares, as she had always been content with the title of consort. So long as Ares was hers; she was happy. But to be married finally seemed like such an enthralling path to embark on with him -- even if it only counted as mortals. They were pretty much at that point, unofficially. And she loved his human daughter, Alice. In a lot of ways the young girl reminded Aphrodite of their own daughter, Harmonia.

Heck part of her was just curious to see how he'd react to the subject of marriage. They were long past hiding their relationship, obviously, and neither had significant-mortal-others to answer to. Except for her estranged husband but he was a loser and a half who had crawled into some hole somewhere. So, rationally, Ares really didn't have any reason to avoid the subject or get annoyed. Which naturally led her to decide to make a game out of it. Game meaning she'd ask him a question or two and if he answered wrong he'd sleep on the couch for a month. ]

[ filter; ares ]
How much do you love me?

[ filter; children ]
Lovelies, I say we go buy your father a new wardrobe because while we were stuck in that alternate universe Zurvan he looked damn good in uniform and he needs more suits. Aeneas you don't have to go if you don't want, I imagine shopping isn't at the top of your favorites list. But we do need to spend more time together, Sweetie ♥

Also, what do you all think about planning a trip to Hawaii for Christmas??

[ filter; public ]
It's October next week, there's no avoiding it and it's never too early -- what is everyone thinking about for Halloween costumes?

Last year I went as a stewardess because I was in love with Pan Am, but I hate repeats. If I can't decide I could always be lazy and just throw a top and shorts on and carry my board around to be a surfer, but then I have to lug that around a party.

[FILTERED TO EROS AND ANTEROS]

You kids need anything, you let me know.

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God, it feels good to be back at work properly.  I think my daughter has a bit of a crush on Euterpe's brother though. She's constantly talking about him.  Euterpe, please talk to him and explain she's a bit of a troublemaker.

I love getting into debates with idiots, it's by far one of my favorite things about the whole college experience. This one was rather epic too, if I do say so myself. It started out being about how women claim they want nice guys but go for douchewaffles, then morphed into a discussion about homophobia (I hate the word homophobia; you're not scared, you're just an asshole who can't accept things that make you uncomfortable), gay rights and peoples' perceptions of gay marriage (this letter/op-ed piece should be required reading for everyone), and ended with me explaining to a dipshit classmate that calling me a 'fruit' isn't as insulting as he thinks it is because everyone loves fruit.

Thankfully, I was able to keep things classy, though I think my poor opponent had no idea what he was up against. He seemed to assume I would fall apart over his repeated insults, when the opposite happened. Victory is sweet.

[ He's all smiles when the feed turns on, and maybe a little too hopeful for his own good. ]

When did school get so goddamn boring? I've never been in a place with so many people eager to learn. Take me back to high school please. Or better yet, why don't all of you fine people give me the dirt on this place?

Who loves who, who doesn't love who. Affairs, orgies, virgins, whatever it is, I want to hear it. Just please don't tell me about your vacation homes or pets, unless it has to do with sex. Pretty sure if the latter comes out of anyone I'm going to have to single you out as Zeus. And what haven't we been through together?

I'm itching to get some sparks flying already, so if it makes you feel more comfortable reply anonymously or send me a private message. You can definitely trust me with your secrets, and know, that I know what I'm talking about. [ Yeah right. ]

I think there will be a fair few of you convinced you need my help when you figure out who I am. You can call me Reese, or Eros, if you insist. Hell I'll take Cupid, even if the name brings to mind images of fat kids flying butt naked with wings obviously not designed to support that kind of body weight.

I'd like to interrupt this program for a special announcement: tomorrow is Wear It Purple Day. You are being invited to wear something purple all day long in support of beautiful, amazing people. I'm going to hand out a couple wristbands near campus tomorrow, so if you're near Washington Square Park, find me outside! Guess what I'll be wearing? ♥

So come out and wear some fancy purple clothes! I'm going all out. I'll be the purplest girl who ever purpled. Well, with the except of Violet Beauregarde.

Overheard in my Psychology of Social Behavior class: If I had a penis I’d name it The Plot and every time I got a boner I’d turn to the person closest to me and just whisper the plot thickens. I laughed at that far too hard for anyone to consider me mature.

What is it about being in college that brings out the morons of the population? You'd think, being a graduate student at an institution of higher learning would cut down on the rampant idiocy one normally faces, but no, you'd be wrong. At least there's some attractive people in my classes, since there's nothing I like more than hot people with easily solved personal problems.

Hrm, I should probably introduce myself. Akiva Love, graduate student at NYU, studying Psychology. You might know me from the wildly successful radio show 'The Love Line', and those of you who know my sister Seraphina can rest assured that I'm just as adorable and amazing as she claims.