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Make my day
Rintintina has glowingly brought Simian Mobile Disco, Attack Decay Sustain Release, a fancy ltd double disc edition. The chick rocks!
Secondly, I as I was headed for work under the heavy rain, yes it’s a bit chilly outside, I’ve spotted this guy who made me feel I was part of a commercial being shot with the hidden camera. So, here he was, sandals, naked hairy legs under his yellow Bergenbier rain poncho, holding to his Bergenbier can, looking straight, walking straight. So sorry I could not take this pic. All my friends know why: because the camera broke and I did not have it with me anyways.
I don’t usually do youtube.com, but I guess it is OK to Go this once - Here It Goes Again
What can make my day sometimes. The simple things in life!
Monday mumbling, mumbling Monday
The downs and ups of today’s post are… It’s Monday, what do you think? Snoozed like crazy with two alarms. Anyway, yeah, I am up. Spent late last night to get my online virus scan. Nod32 failed me, Opera is like a swaitzer. Have not managed to solve the problem. Darn. Yahoo doesn’t work, the computer works like an old grinding machine. I know, it’s the spieware.
In the club, again, someone has asked me for speed. And I am the only one with a perception problem? I don’t think so. Other than that Saturday was quite nice and friendly, except for the Sunday hangover, but that is not a part of Saturday or is it?
The latest compliments I got refer to the special shade of my eyes and … the blog. Well, thank you.
Other things I forgot. This is so incredibly slow I am going to be late for my appointment with the journalists. Bye.
Oh, one last word of advice. Kissing a transvestite will sure get mascara on clothes. I say, always use quality products. Yeah, I had to end it on a bright note.
Oh, brother, where art thou
Cleo Stratan is playing “Ghitza” in my brains. It’s that bad!
Angelica, don’t park!
Ok, guys, look closer. Those Chisinau people are really our blood brothers.
Honey in my coffee
There are still some amazing things. I mean, in spite of all the training one goes through not to be amazed.
Cool label
So where have my Energy jeans been today? Mingling with five hundred a piece suits. They were pretty amazed, but also relaxed, stuffing them bottom cheeks with shrimp, spinach amuse-bouche and really small mici. Been saying all the wrong things, I mean, no blunder, but no diplomatic talk either. Chit chat. My Energy jeans were the king of chit chat. Those who master the chit chat shall inherit the world, I say! And then, all of the sudden, my jeans got tired and let themselves out when nobody seemed to be paying attention. They have sent an sms on their way out. It read “So i left”. My jeans returned to normal, no movie tonight, they just laid there in the car, laid back, listening to Cafe del Mar for an hour or so before actually moving their ass to the supermarket. My jeans are a bit under the weather. Energy drained.
"Don’t hate me ’cause I’m beautiful"
The rather ugly and boring reason I have been away last week is
here.
I wish
I slept and woke up rested.
…we stopped turning our backs at each other.
… my face stayed in one place.
… I stopped shedding my skin.
… I really were a slick two faced mother fucker.
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