T0p D0g Reloaded

My Energie sandals are true rain machines. Remember the curse of the white pants? It’s either you have a very good memory, or I just give you the link. I have not been wearing my white pants in a while, but I had various fashionista trials with the said sandals. Yesterday it was the first time they failed to bring rain. There was only a drop in temperature.

This has been only an introduction to my true moaning and mourning. My allergy has not left me. Work still doesn’t work. And unfortunately other things in my life started to copy that pattern. I am talking about my Facebook account, my external hard disk, my project partners and a few other stuff.

On the bright side I have met with I-have-turned-in-my-resignation-within-my-first-eight-hours-at-work-and-of-course-I’ll-tell-you-why (and how) expert, the Stingo. Also, now I can print. In fact I have printed. My Apple based printing is irresistible.

Oh. And if at any time today you meet with a red bright light, don’t worry, it might be the spot on exactly the center of my forehead. It’s so eighties, for me.

Tags: a picture a day, always late in a hurry, amused, apple blogging now, deep-pressed, state of mind needs good governance, stingoo by monsoux
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Definitely depressed. The weather, the allergy, everything makes me tired. Not enough sleep, everything seems indeed like an effort. Satisfactions run fast by to quickly fade and make way to problems. I am tired of being late with everything. It’s that need for a clean slate, because everything on your plate now is just too much, too greasy and too getting cold. Not too sure what the future has in store. Happiness is the now, not in the wish. Truly happy people don’t have wishes, but I guess it’s only a matter of expectations and perception.

In my dream this morning we were picknicking on the occasion of a gayfest. We were also being awarded a prize for a website. I am sure it was a dream, because (1) I am currently unable picknick, (2) the gayfest was in fact a harvest celebration in the countryside, the parade was a happy marathon through villages, and the villagers were all in aw and wonder; also it took place somewhere in Transilvania, I could tell by the villagers’ accent, and (3) you cannot be awarded a prize for a project you have not completed.

Yesterday I was advised to wear a protection helmet at the march, but I think the only head gear I am bringing is my brains.

Tags: GayFest, I am what I am and I will survive, Simon says, a picture a day, always late in a hurry, cold, deep-pressed, dog tired, on the road, sometimes I remember my dreams by monsoux
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I have worked until past eleven in the night, dropped the flower pot, taken the wine, parked the car in tight spot, organized my mail, backed-up my now “late laptop”, gone to bed early in the morning, figured how to set my mail client and re-size and retouch pictures. I give you the new MacMe.

Tags: Bucharest, ITCHY and dry, Kylie, a picture a day, always late in a hurry, apple blogging now, dog tired, happy, jukebox treasures, mixing like crazy, nothing bad can touch me, work works by monsoux
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It’s that time of the year. I am curious to see how many of you will be there, and where exactly. The overzealous should buy their own ripe tomatoes. They stain, but they would be a more civilized option to the more hardcore “stone option”.

Anyways, here is the official page, the programme (in Romanian only), and the web review.

Cheers!

Tags: Bucharest, GayFest, I am what I am and I will survive, always late in a hurry, apple blogging now, pictures soon by monsoux
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Like instead of me? Like call Romer!can. Like write a post on how outraged I am about the lack of promotion for GayFest (that starts tomorrow). Like ask Mazi why she switched her blog to private. Like how much I enjoy listening to Kenneth Bager.

I am overwhelmed. I have also had an almost near death allergy situation this morning. Send me your money and good wishes. Thank you.

LATER EDIT: The ill repute Windows/Picasa habits die hard. I am still fighting, but it’s both frustrating and funny to post a picture the size of the above. I promise to get better real soon.

Tags: I am what I am and I will survive, I'm in love, ITCHY and dry, Jesse, Romerican, a picture a day, always late in a hurry, apple blogging now, bloguette007, happy, jukebox treasures, mixing like crazy by monsoux
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This is what one gets 6 am -ish. Today, on my window. Maybe I should get up this early more often.

…

Mmm, neah.

Tags: a picture a day, always late in a hurry, happy, home is not a hotel, on the road, work works by monsoux
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Since I don’t hurry anywhere any more I am pretty much rested and likable. I therefore I recommend the Zen driving. What is Zen driving, you ask? Drive like you own the BMW not the world.

In other news the fattest biker I have ever seen riding a motorbike almost knocked me over on a pedestrian crossing while we were all watching a fat beardy guy in a fat Landrover after he had just bumped into an innocent white car. Soothing pills anyone?

Tags: Simon says, always late in a hurry, rantrantrant, theoretical crap by monsoux
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When you wake up and your face looks like a Charlie Chaplin shoe, you obviously have no clue still. When you don’t manage to obtain coffee from the coffee machine because you have errr forgotten to add water previously, you have just messed with your coffee bathroom cycle. When you go for the new bathroom breakfast coffee cycle, it’s also because you have attempted to pour milk from an unsealed tetra pack. You have a full fledged breakfast. That in itself is a wonder, considering the numerous intermediary actions required in order to achieve such excellency. By now you have your eyes wide open, you brain starts to unravel. You consider writing a rant and posting it. You have your final confirmation, when you read the following spam “you have drank yourself to death and considered it”. Visionary! Where are the days of Viagra, Cialis and plain Nigerian scams? I ask.

Tags: Barcelona, Simon says, a picture a day, always late in a hurry, amused, annoyed, brilliant questions have no answers, happy, irl, my life as a dark comedy and the plot thickens, rantrantrant by monsoux
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I have barflied my boyfriend this past weekend. I have also continued to ikea my house.

I mean somebody took us to the relatively new Bar Fly on Saturday, where some girls took pictures with my hat. And with me.

I have also gramoed!

Tags: Jesse, a picture a day, always late in a hurry, bloguette007, butterflies in the stomach, home is not a hotel by monsoux
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First, I’ve got angry. With the banking system. I am a minority that doesn’t fit into the banking system. Dear bank, you suck. I wanted to write a letter to you, to scold you for not wanting my money and my business, for making me wait, for building frustration inside me.

Then, I’ve got the funniest love message. In Bearish. I am not going to publish it. It’s going to be my secret. Baby, I love you. You make me smile. You make me laugh. You are all I want.

And then I’ve got so shit-faced, the hungover woke me up at six. I have been writing messages since, and I might finally write a post in Romanian for this meme. Of course, I will be late for work, as always. The good thing is whenever I get shit-faced I am funny. Or at least that’s what I think. I mean funny ha-ha, not funny weird. The floor is open, if anyone begs to differ.

Tags: Amal, Jesse, London, a picture a day, always late in a hurry, amused, irl, meme, my life as a dark comedy and the plot thickens, rantrantrant by monsoux
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