T0p D0g Reloaded

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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.

Tags: Gh. & co, Her Puppiness, Romerican, Tisa, Valentina, a picture a day, amused, dog tired, irl, jukebox treasures, mixing like crazy, my life as a dark comedy and the plot thickens, nothing bad can touch me, weird as sh!t, work works by monsoux
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Things that happened

First of all, I am getting a that new job. Almost like in Christmas getting it. It’s starting to dawn on me. Yeap. I’m getting it.

Secondly, my external WD harddisk, otherwise Apple ready mind you, has started to work! For no reason. Just like that. It’s been like totally invisible until now, for the past months. My boyfriend has simply plugged it in, after I noticed earlier that we have similar hardware (hey! There is no pun! None. Whatsoever!). I am almost afraid to unplug it now. What if it decides to stop working? It’s been a while and several trial-and-error, but mostly error, as i was saying. Well, he, my boyfriend, says he just plugged it in. I ask: is there a certain way, like a ritual, he performed? Let me quickly post a picture to prove my joy and I’ll keep you posted if it works tomorrow as well. Certain friends might want to remember trying to convince it to work. That was the last time we were all gathered around my Mac like it was the camp fire.

Let the Chateau Teleky-Villany Merlot-Pinot Noir pour! For the second day! Oh, I have to replenish my wine stock. The wonderful things!

Tags: Bogota, Bunissima, General Failure on my computer, Jesse, Romerican, a picture a day, always late in a hurry, amused, apple blogging now, happy, nothing bad can touch me by monsoux
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Baby is baking

There is nothing like the sun in your windows after love making.

There is nothing like breakfast and a pot of coffee made with love. And lunch. And dinner. You know, like regular meals.

There is nothing like checking your Internet vitals in the smell of chocholate cake from the owen.

Tags: I'm in love, Jesse, happy, irl, nothing bad can touch me by monsoux
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So far

So good. The first night somebody peed on our tent. The second night somebody slept on our tent, passed out completely. It is full of weirdos, nice display of tattoos so far. MGMT performance was nice, I think they are going to do great, although the voice needs growing. Internet is free in batches of 20 minutes, but the line can be somewhat of a discouragement. I cannot find all the signs on the Hungarian keyboard. Hence I write it is, not its shorter version. The coffee people have constantly taken me for a fool, charging me extra. Their loss. See you soon.

Tags: Budapest, jukebox treasures, my Sziget, nothing bad can touch me, trainspotting no trendspotting by monsoux
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Rise and shine!

Let’s share the good news. I know I have been rather gloomy lately. It’s not like the situation has changed, improved or otherwise affected me in a positive way. But this is a practical exercise, like the research that says smiling makes you feel better. Therefore.

The bathroom sink is now sparkling clean. To follow, the toilet, the tub, the rest of the bathroom. When? Postponed indefinitely.

One of my friends is in love. New love. Less wondering indecission. He made me a music CD. He now makes me want to rest. While the CD is refreshingly audible. All in all a positive deal for all parties involved.

I continue to find dead little bugs, legs up. Which is preferable to finding them crowl. I sprayed the house last weekend, then I have cleaned the floors. I like to walk barefoot in my house. I wonder if the toxic substances are still there and can get to me.

My to do list is continuosly growing, like some sort of alien from outer space in a taste-questionable scary scenario.

Tags: a picture a day, nothing bad can touch me by monsoux
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Been thinking about it

When you’re born you’re zero years old. Then you turn one year old. Therefore the birthday celebrates the year that has passed, not the one that’s coming. Maybe this is, sometime, the annoying thing with birthdays. They measure what’s gone. In other words I have been 34 the entire year behind me. I didn’t have a problem with 33, 30 was fine. At 25 I took pride in being a quarter of a century into the world. So what do I make of 34? Maybe like they do in buildings and planes, when they skip 13. 34 can be my 13. By the way, I don’t have a problem with 13. So, it’s settled then. I am going on 35.

I am writing about this because I had the worse sleep last night, hot flashes and all. For the first time I have heard my neighbour’s bed screeching. How awkward is that?! And pretty much all the noises going around in my block of flats. Veve’s called just as I managed to fall asleep, and the ring scared the living light out of me. She was having a beer in my honour. Thank you Plus the spoilers. It looks like a lot of people were afraid to miss my birthday and I kept receiving happy birthday wishes in advance. Oh well, I will try to live deal with it.

As for my new life, I have set my alarm for seven and woke up at six. A.M. Without it. Is that a sign or what?

In other news, the best present has just woke up and kissed me. I am happy.

Tags: Jesse, Valentina, apple blogging now, driving everybody crazy since 1974, happy, nothing bad can touch me, shameless self promotion by monsoux
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Appy is going bye-bye and gay dating

Fair warning, there are two separate topics right there. Also I am not parting with my Appy, we’re leaving together in hour first e-honeymoon. I hear most BT operated hotspots are six pounds an hour. Sterling. Fucking. They want to ruin my relation with Appy, or what?!

The gay dating site is providing for the drama and amusement in my life. I know, it’s not much of an entertainment, but since I don’t have cable… One guy says “not looking for relation, if I were, I’d be looking for a relation with girls”. That’s sad, closeted, true, and telling. Another guy’s nick innocently states totalsm, like in Satu Mare. Like in sado-maso. Thats’s a funny missunderstanding.

OK, I have a couple of flights to catch, and a terminal to change in Heathrow. Heathrow in less than two hours? What were the travel company thinking?!

Tags: I am what I am and I will survive, amused, apple blogging now, nothing bad can touch me, on the road, pictures soon, what a misunderstanding by monsoux
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I have

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.