This is not even a contest between languages. This is a weapon of choice, thank you very much. It’s the show in the slaughter house. It’s what I choose to let others see. Mind you, it’s just a blog. My therapy. And you don’t know me just because you’re sometimes reading my writing. I am not a blog. If, however, you know what I am, do comment. I’d be happy to review your suggestions.
And that would be including “gay” in your nickname, but then you’d indicate you’re bisexual further in your profile.
There was this joke that a true lady would rather be separated from her husband than from her bag. I now have a question. What happens with the husband when the lady meets with these bags?
(before you click you should know this is a pro-bono post)
In this aritmetic logic, I’ve lost a mirror and I have gained ared wine stain.
I broke a glass, he broke a six feet tall mirror. Then he spilled a glass of red wine on my white covers and couch. What should I do?
What was the 20 something female guard in the supermarket wearing today? A black t-shirt reading “security services PMS”.
I don’t feel like I have anything to share. I feel like I have nothing to share. Does purposelessness exist as a word? And no, I am not currently depressed.
Or just another movie inventory, as it were.
The Line of Beauty is a British Angels in America, which means there are a lot of people in this BBC series dying of AIDS, living in sin, coming to terms with their sexuality, otherwise disorders or society; the playwright gets to use “darling” more abundantly, and the cast director has to find an appropriate actress for the part of the Iron Lady. I have enjoyed the whole series with a home cooked meal, a bottle of wine, and a lot of cuddling. Really an enjoyable session, were it only for the pretty face of Dan Stevens, to boot from.
This next review is about “another German production without any sense, the whole film is boring and really not worth seeing it” as its so far only IMDB reviewer puts it. And I couldn’t disagree more. I’ll give you that, you most probably need an appropriate mind climate to go through this movie, but I think it is worth. I was surprised in a pleasant way with the very well constructed cinematography (and a special thumbs up for the director of photography). The story starts like your regular joke with a three situation/character plot: Pink, a poetess, has three lovers. She has looks and social status and success and love when she decides to lead a virtuous life from that moment on. That is without renouncing any of those things she has.
OK. I must have been bitten with this vampire-mania, too, because I have decided to catch up with the Twilight trilogy (is it?). More explicitly, with the first two releases, you know them: Twilight and The Twilight Saga: New Moon. I’ll spare you the “modern, visual, and visceral Romeo and Juliet story”, she’s a human he’s a vampire affair, you know the stereotype. This is all eye-candy, brain washing, eye-candy and more eye candy. And some special effects. The kind of things that first makes me wonder if there is something wrong with me, and then, later, pops up this idea that I should turn the whole thing into some formal research, just to justify my otherwise unaccountable obsession.
Other sleepless nights were spent on axn.ro where I have been watching Genesis, a Spanish spoken CSI, and Being Human, where a vampire (again!), a werewolf and a ghost try to fit in.
Until next time!
Emperor’s Poem of the Four Seasons - Results
This is what the emperor has to say about you life path. It is only a high level snapshot and may not be entirely true. Have fun and do not forget to tell your friends about.
Born on the emperor’s knee
You will have to very work hard
But you may not achieve much success
You will have just enough for food and clothes
Have to work very hard when young
By middle age, you will be exhausted
However old age brings wealth
From here.