Get me more Choglet

Another reaching out for distant possibilities ‘post’, if you will. I read an interview of Alexander Skarsgard, who plays vampire Eric Northman on True Blood. He is in his mid-30’s, Swedish and his father is Skellan Skarsgard (who has starfish growing out of his cheek in Pirates of the Caribbean 2, I think, and who plays the bullish math professor in Good Will Hunting. AND Goya in Goya’s Ghosts. It was very good.)
Alexander Skarsgard is a TV actor, mostly, and his home is Sweden. He talks about his work schedule, it is very gruelling and about staying with friends in LA and not wanting family right now. And well, how attractive that was. To be tall and work hard and alone. To be free of the compulsion to settle down, if ever. To do it tomorrow or when it came along. To not even have children, if it didn’t work for you. Even if children were beautiful and a nice thing to look forward to.
And I saw House, the first episode of the season finale of 5 where he begins to hallucinate. And there’s Cuddy, who is very much in love with him. And he is in his 40’s and she going to be, and they are still falling in love. She is. And he lives alone and he is, as David Shore says, incredibly self-aware and he has fears. He hangs on by a slim thread.
God, I shall not live by stereotype. I don’t think they make me happy. They are pretty, people with nice children and falling asleep sharing nitty gritties with a husband. But I don’t want em, not in that combination and not now. I am 26 and I am a little scared even to write this, at how big the words are. But I hope I live up to them.