Pluses and minuses
In this aritmetic logic, I’ve lost a mirror and I have gained ared wine stain.
Entries Tagged as 'my life as a dark comedy and the plot thickens'
Over-simplification
I am looking at this dog of mine and trying to remember how many times in the past two months I caught myself explaining to others her puppy-readiness to explore. Jumping on complete strangers, begging for affection, drinking from the puddle, chasing garbage on the ground, playing with the dogs that ignore her, running tail-between-’hind-legs from the dogs chasing her to play, and generally chewing her way through her our early life (I hope!). And I have been using a Romanian common saying, “not everything that’s flying can be eaten too”…
And this morning I was reading a comment on a friend’s blog, that prompts me thinking about translations, among other things, and I have decided in a flash I’d oversimplify this saying gladly to illustrate, again, me. Not everything is flying.
Today
Doll, I’m fine.
The dog has put me to the ground today. We were rollerblading in the park. My foot hurts now. It didn’t then. Anyways.
I got a mohawk haircut. A bit tilted. But it’s fun. It’s supposed to be that way. Fun, and tilted.
“What has inspired you to do that?”, he asked. “Not having to see clients”, I replied promptly. “I do FTP these days.”
The other absolutely extraordinary piece of news is that Parov Stelar has messaged me on Twitter, suggesting junodownload.com, when I have complained that his album is not available on iTunes Romania. So, here I am at 3 in the morning, listening to that, his latest release, Coco. After the call from the bank checking the validity of the internet card transaction. Pretty amazing stuff. Pretty good release!
Let me post a picture of the un-named one 
It’s been such a day. Move that to the left. No, too much, more to the right. Make that bold. Can we have it regular? I think it should be easier to spot that bit, maybe turn it into bold font, what do you think? kinda manoovering… but I’m smiling. I know the client. I know the material.
I should’ve known
All was going to go hay astray, when I saw Agbar Tower not-lit by night.
Confessions from the bed of a hangovered man
As we all know there was a Placebo concert last night in Bucharest. Where I was graciously invited. Enter cue for due thanks, it was a birthday present.
But before going any further I need to thank my friend who found me and resqued me from the bench where I was lying last night, after the concert. I now realize if it weren’t for her I would’ve spent the night, or part of it, there, on that bench.
So what happened? Well, nothing much. I had a couple of beers, among other things. Got lost from my friends. Stumbled upon other friends, upset them, enter cue apologies. Quite obviously I am becoming a drunk.
The only funny thing is that somebody called me in the morning to apologize and it was totally not the case, I am telling you, as I told him. I was not bothered, I was unable to return.
Yeap. There. Mea culpa.
Barcelona so far
Fuck plans, especially when they don’t work. Enjoy a truly revealing conversation, discover Lila Downs’ La Cantina while shopping for pants made in Barcelona. Lay on the Marbella beach and eye the gay.
Closed
I need to be repaired. Hang the hangover. What? no tag for hangover?! Damn.
Swimming against the stream
Other people’s bad English unleashes my Queen’s English. I am snob like that.
Writing, setting the house on fire
You know you’re too much into writing, when you set to work, put the kettle to boil, as tea helps your creative juices, and the next thing you know your house smells like there is an arson in the neighborhood. Well, it’s the kettle, since all the water has evaporated. You should know better.
It’s not the first time. I need supervison. This used to be mom and dad and later in life, my boyfriend(s).
Emotionally distressed diet
Worried about the extra few centimeters/inches around your waist? I have the perfect solution: stress. Remember! what works for me might not necessarily work for you. I indulge myself. In loathing inclusive. First of all, forget about regular time for eating. Eat when you remember. Or don’t. When you do, do so excessively. You’ll be so sick you won’t need anything for a while. For instance, have what I had: green olives, cheese, and chocolate. Don’t forget to hydrate. For this use water and plenty of it. When under deadline related stress add a liter/gallon or more of coke, it will make you quicker. And, oh, if you can do this for more than two days without developing severe medical conditions, let me know.
Experiences like these lead to accidental discoveries. I am pretty sure this is how chocolate mints came about. Just mix Altoids with a lot of chocolate. You get the picture.
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