Daily Odd Compliment Chat

Absolutely. And sometimes, you don’t even need to laugh. A smile is just as contagious. Especially around people that you like.

Trust me, one compliment a day from Monday - Friday is all that I can do. Otherwise you’ll get stuff like, “I like your hair because it is not messy all the time. And that is neat.” Or, “You look like what a nap feels like.” And those just are not up to par. Actually, that nap one’s not too bad. Naps are great. And so are you! OMG I need to write this down…

I am friends with JJ. He’s one of my brother’s best friends and I’ve known him since I was a little kid. He can verify how great my hugs are. And if he says that they are anything less than stellar than he is a liar and we are no longer friends!

Also, I’m flying back to Chicago this weekend and I might see him. If I do, I’ll be sure to tell him how wonderful he is.

I love bacon, but in all honesty, the internet’s admiration for bacon is getting out of hand. It’s kind of like a fad. It’s now cool to absolutely love bacon in a ridiculous way. For instance, someone could respond to this with something like, “This guy’s an idiot. Even God knows bacon is the best thing ever.” And then someone after that would be like, ‘Both of these guys are idiots. Bacon is God.” And that’s weird to me.

Also, I think gingers get a bad rep. Sort of along the same lines of bacon, but in the opposite sense. It’s just totally acceptable (and expected) to hate on redheads because it’s the thing to do. But I’m not having it.

In a perfect world, everybody has an afro and there is no such thing as bacon-flavored toothpaste.

I think, for the most part, a lot of what’s considered chivalry just comes naturally to me. Like holding open a door, letting a lady go in first, giving up a seat, or lending a helping hand. However, with that being said, I probably will not open the car door for you every single time or pull out your chair. Maybe on a date, but that move will not happen all the time. I’m cool with everything else (and mostly don’t think about it), but I’m not going to pamper someone. Just seat yourself and let’s start having fun.

Of course I remember Crayola crayons. I play with them every time I go out to eat. And I’m sorry to burst your bubble, but my eyes are not Blizzard Blue. That color is a bit too light. I’d say my eyes are more like a mixture of Denim and Blue Gray. Although they get much lighter in the sunlight. Straight up, eyes are crazy.

I do have soft eyebrows. I think most of my features are pretty soft, actually. Mostly because I have a baby face, but also because I moisturize my face after every shower to ensure that I have the softest of skin. Hygiene and personal care are important, guys. Don’t be afraid to take care of yourself and your skin.

Believe it or not, but you’re not the first person to tell me that. And I’m not really sure if that makes me a girly man or a manly man (if I’m the male version of a girl). But I like to think that it just means that I’m not an idiot. Because, let’s be honest, girls are much smarter than boys. Guys do stupid things because we have stupid thoughts and girls do stupid things because they just don’t know what they’re doing. The difference is that we KNOW it’s dumb. And that difference makes us the dumber sex. Anyway, I have no idea where I’m going with this because “He’s Just Not That Into You” is on and I’m a bit distracted…

Back up. How is a refrigerator working in the middle of the arctic ocean? Don’t fridges need to be plugged in to work? Also, wouldn’t the iceberg melt? I feel like it should be put in the freezer instead. I mean, sometimes I put a bottle of water in the fridge and that shit isn’t even cold. It’s just chilled, at best. And that bothers me because I like my beverages to be served cold. And finally, what is “coolsauce” and how much of it can I buy for $20?

Telling your best friend you’re in love with them always runs the risk of ruining the friendship. But it all comes down to one thing: If you can’t stop thinking about it, then do something about it. Otherwise, you’re just going to be miserable and in your own head all day long. But put yourself in the other person’s shoes, and approach it from their point of view. I’m sure she doesn’t care that you’re bisexual and like girls, but it’s going to be a little uncomfortable for her when you go, “I’m bisexual, and I’m in love with you.” Especially if she’s straight. It’s just a lot to process all at once. So I would just make the signs a little more obvious and drop subtle hints (suggesting that you like girls… and her). Ease into it and see how she responds.