Friday, September 26, 2008


i dreamed i was writing a book about mushrooms and i wanted to put you on the cover. either there's no irony or i dont want to share it.

i hate it when people say, when you try to do something and fail, "well, you should feel good about it because you did your best!". what does that have to do with anything? is it doing the best thats the purpose instead of just an enhancement of the way to getting there?! its like me, with the bus, every day. i feel its killing me , btw. really! all the pressure i feel when i'm at the last crossing before the bus stop, my heart rushing like mad, what if i miss it, what if i miss it. my heart wont make it, what if i miss it, what if i miss it. sometimes i do. but i never say "letzu, give yourself a clap, you did your best". mostly because i've given up the habit of talking to myself, but also because i'm pretty self conscious about my clapping.

still, the bus is out to get me.
(to office. and back.)

Wednesday, September 24, 2008


A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.

Monday, September 15, 2008

crisis hotline

i know i'm old because TCM is playing Look Who's Talking Now. The movie was made in 93. I'm confused. Or just old. Ask no questions and forget about my birthday. Actually, scrap that last one, you're never too old for a lot of great presents. :)

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

apocalipsa gonflabila

10 septembrie - ipotetico-absurdo-panichistic - ultima zi pe pamant

in fine, acceleratorul de particule se pare ca a produs efecte secundare pana in legoland, nu eram acolo, dar cumva ceva a reflectat si transportat un efect secundar direct la mine in brate, inainte de soarele de dupa-masa, care a ajuns ca un efect tertiar care m-a facut sa:

*merg la biblioteca - care fapt m-a bucurat nespus din urmatoarele motive: numar nelimitat de carti/muzica/filme pe care le poti lua acasa, rapiditate!!!, primit lista cu toate chestiile imprumutate, inclusiv data returnarii, pana la 28 de zile de lafait in imprumuturi.

*alerg de bunavoie, intr-o tentativa de jogging - care fapt m-a epuizat si m-a facut nesigura vis-a-vis de felul in care alerg (simt ca ceva nu e in regula, poate felul in care tin mainile... niciodata nu am stiut ce sa fac cu ele).

*cred ca pot sa fiu structurata, serioasa, ordonata si sa am un stil de viata sanatos, doar ca nu vreau - care fapt m-a facut sa ma bucur ca pot sa fac ce alegeri vreau, ca am optiuni.

pot sa fac orice.
chiar si supa.

poti sa cazi azi

sunt intr-o pasa absolut muzicala, insemnand ca singurul lucru care face tot ceea ce e in jur sa se lege e muzica. ascult pofticios si nerabdator, lacom pe alocuri, ceea ce m-ar arunca direct pe raftul cu ascultatori imaturi daca nu as fi deja acolo.

maybe someone's gonna save me
my heart is made of gravy