Buyuk Ada, September 2004
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My own private anima
Hi. I am back. What you see is not “Pasarea de foc spatiala”, but my plane heading back from Istanbul. The weekend was sooo nice, but Monday was equally crappy. If not times crappier.
Damn those shoes
I hate to come and depend on small things grown big. Did not manage to sell the shoes, so if you know anybody European size 45, give me sign. I might even cut you a share. Yes, it is that time of the month where I don’t see the end of it, financially. House is a mess. Life is a little mess, but I have got a new haircut. Well, it is pretty much as you know me, but I just did it again. Maybe I should say I have got myself a fresh haircut? Troubles starting the engines this morning, appointment at ten, have not eaten and here I am, doing the most important staff. To follow: buy salami, and medical. Water the plants. Pack. Go to work. Fly. Smile. Will Top Dog do it once more? Stay tuned to find out. Until the next one. Love for the loved ones.
For… Esme - with Love and Squalor
Though many thoughts might cross your mind, life is not black and white.
Boxing Beauty from above
No matter how beautiful, or spectacular, or out, we all live our life in our more or less little boxes. Sometimes we get to the privileged position to gaze from a height on other people’s boxes and judge their achievement. Since this is strictly circumstantial and not at all meritocratic we should not make a big fuss about it, but be discreet and thankful.
Approximately
One year ago
Game (not) falling into place
It is fall again and once more the hunter becomes the game. That is me, since I am being chased around by what looks like an endless row of delayed tasks. It is that time of the year when everything is struggling to fall into place. Hence the name of the season? Lots of feelings lately and some first hand experiences worth telling you about. As always I am dealing with a time management issue. I stress issue, not problem! (Yes, denial is the first symptom of the condition.) What I would like (watch out here comes a big fat list!)? Get out of the office more, deal with less prudery (oh, I hate prudery, especially when it borders stupidity). Find a way to read more (hm, come to think about it something is always more than zero, but reading literature does not pay the bills, while reading faxes does; this is not an argument for you people to be reading more faxes! So kids, do not do this at home!). Travel. Travel. Travel. Pictures. And more money. Yes, that would be nice. Anyone, other ideas? Oh, I always complaint, but I always forget, which is maybe why I have so little: time. (yeah, yeah, and health and all the rest, I know.)
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