mondays usually suck and this one was no different, judging by the weather. usually buying stuff cheers up my materialistic self, so i did that, and it didnt do anything. and i bought so much crap, too. :/ but then, dragging myself from the metro station home i stopped by the supermarket to get some bare necessities and just on the vegetables aisle i walk by him. i'm thinking i must be imagining things, Copenhagen is huge, it can't be him. then he turns around and i see him again. It's him! it's really really HIM! not HIM, but him, Nikolaj Lie Kaas, just my favorite danish actor whos movies i've seen and thought "this guy is awesome... maybe i'll meet him one day... what would i say to him? naaah... i'll never meet him!" and then i did meet him. i simply loved all the movies he was in. loved them! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! half way home, still smiling cause he was right behind me at the register, i felt this wave of discontent - i had settled for too little. i should've told him i like him a lot, i've seen his movies, i love his movies, he's cool. i'm sure it would've been nice and he surely would have appreciated a foreigner complimenting him. even if he didnt, who cares, he would have at least pretended.
but since we buy stuff at the same supermarket, i'll just become a regular there, looking casually customerish while wandering through the aisles and i'll actually get to talk to him at one point.
most of you noobs have no idea who i'm talking about, so you cant understand. i'm not looking for understanding, i'm just uber excited.
p.s. then i could enjoy what i bought as well. it's some pretty nice shit.
note to self: when gloomy, go back to today. :D
Monday, June 16, 2008
Saturday, June 07, 2008
wickend wisdom
Calvin, one of my personal heroes, once stated: "Weekends don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless." The properties of the whole apply to the part, thus saturdays (which are a part of the "weekend") don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless. Which i did.
First i searched through a butload of buttons.
Then i didnt glue them together, i superglued the together.
Then i watched some cartoons.
Then i decided i will be making broaches.
Then i made the broaches.
Then i decided to go into business.
Then i made a logo.
Then i got bored and decided not to go into business.
Then i wondered why would anyone read this.
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
so, nice weather?!
i just love to talk about the weather. it's 10 bricks of a solid conversation. i'd rather do anything else, but besides that, its quite enjoyable.
yesterday was a day of such tremendous quality, a day of mischievous pondering and ahas. my reads and the movie i saw led me to important conclusions that will serve people as learning for centuries. or centaurs. probably not, but it least it was fun. or whatever.
we all now (or at least i know) that childhood is all about games, cartoons and not wanting to wear the silly hat your grandma makes you wear if you stay in the sun. related to the childhood games, there's the thought (the individual belief, for now) and the explanation to why spending the first years of your life playing with friends who are boys builds self esteem: as the girl, sometimes you win and you win to a boy and even when you lose (at hoops or soccer) its still cool, cause you lose to a boy, playing a game you dont even like. the situation is psotive also for the boy, cause you most of the time win - you're playing with a girl who mostly runs away from the ball than towards it (that being my particular case) - but the essential part is that you win.
so mixed childhood friendships are not only life-long but also character and esteem building. :)
i also realised how much i like people, they keep their hopes alive to disguise how naive they are. i mean yeah, i believe in Santa, but thinking one can understand human behaviour, clustered on genders, is just super silly to absurd. i've always taken a keen interest in the webstats on my blog, for personal amusement only. recently, someone ended up here searching "the behaviour of boys in love", which brings me to my point, someone is so naive not only to believe that they could find such answers with a google search, but especially to think that they could really figure that out & understand such matters.
although all the "scientific breakthrough", i was still a bit pissed that after i die i wouldn't be able to know what happens in the world, and i'm really curious. that's my biggest, darkest thought related to death. and i realized, in my pseudo-sorrow, that people will continue living after i'm dead (except if my cause of death is a giant meteorite hitting the earth right in the kisser). in my self-centered universe, that's how things go.
for more insight into this post and to put aside all confusion, please check out this previous one.
yesterday was a day of such tremendous quality, a day of mischievous pondering and ahas. my reads and the movie i saw led me to important conclusions that will serve people as learning for centuries. or centaurs. probably not, but it least it was fun. or whatever.
we all now (or at least i know) that childhood is all about games, cartoons and not wanting to wear the silly hat your grandma makes you wear if you stay in the sun. related to the childhood games, there's the thought (the individual belief, for now) and the explanation to why spending the first years of your life playing with friends who are boys builds self esteem: as the girl, sometimes you win and you win to a boy and even when you lose (at hoops or soccer) its still cool, cause you lose to a boy, playing a game you dont even like. the situation is psotive also for the boy, cause you most of the time win - you're playing with a girl who mostly runs away from the ball than towards it (that being my particular case) - but the essential part is that you win.
so mixed childhood friendships are not only life-long but also character and esteem building. :)
i also realised how much i like people, they keep their hopes alive to disguise how naive they are. i mean yeah, i believe in Santa, but thinking one can understand human behaviour, clustered on genders, is just super silly to absurd. i've always taken a keen interest in the webstats on my blog, for personal amusement only. recently, someone ended up here searching "the behaviour of boys in love", which brings me to my point, someone is so naive not only to believe that they could find such answers with a google search, but especially to think that they could really figure that out & understand such matters.
although all the "scientific breakthrough", i was still a bit pissed that after i die i wouldn't be able to know what happens in the world, and i'm really curious. that's my biggest, darkest thought related to death. and i realized, in my pseudo-sorrow, that people will continue living after i'm dead (except if my cause of death is a giant meteorite hitting the earth right in the kisser). in my self-centered universe, that's how things go.
for more insight into this post and to put aside all confusion, please check out this previous one.
Monday, June 02, 2008
you'll never guess who i ran into on the way to
wish i had some cherries left, with my good mood i'd share them.
just another eternal kid.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
so what?
groucho marx said once "i've had a perfectly wonderful day, but this wasnt it.", and he was right, except for today. allergy treatment a-ok, ergo full day spent outside. nobody loves summer as much as i do. nobody.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
10 ways to meet a monster
(pastafarianism and cake)
home. mid-day. cake. discovery science. show about monsters. cake gone. mothman 1st place. mothman #1 monster (?!?!). cake gone. take attitude. mothman #1.
The Personal Supreme TOP 5 Monster Top (in no particular order)
#1 the other ultimate religion
#2 the friendly fiends
#3 hi, i'm baked
#4 the ultimate religion
#5 your own little collection of ex boyfriends
bitter-free sucks anyway.
home. mid-day. cake. discovery science. show about monsters. cake gone. mothman 1st place. mothman #1 monster (?!?!). cake gone. take attitude. mothman #1.
The Personal Supreme TOP 5 Monster Top (in no particular order)
#1 the other ultimate religion
#2 the friendly fiends
#3 hi, i'm baked
#4 the ultimate religion
#5 your own little collection of ex boyfriends
bitter-free sucks anyway.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
rattling the tea cups
(din corespondentele tinerei l.)
and yet again, my earthly, simple wisdom saved the day.
they say you look back to your younger self and laugh. i know i do. auzi, sa te schimbi pentru persoana pe care o iubesti! bahaha! :P
15.06.2006
scumpa s.,
(fac epistola sa sune like on paper one hundred years ago :)),
majoritatea baietilor este ca lumea si exista si o categorie de baieti naspa de tot, prin nascare. excluzand posibilitatea ca m. sa faca parte din a doua categorie si implicit bagandu-l in prima (si prin alte locuri pentru o usoara senzatie de racorire a nervilor :P), trebuie sa mentionez faptul ca baietii din prima categorie pot avea comportamente similare cu cele ale confratilor lor din a doua, in situatii de plictis relational, cand sunt nesiguri pe ei (gen au o criza existentiala), cand sunt excesiv de imaturi si habar nu au ce vor de la viata (si atunci schimba tot timpul tot, fara logica) sau cand o relatie este pe moarte, cand the thing is gone, si se intampla, mai ales in situatia de imaturitate absoluta.
m. e intr-o perioada de coolitate absolut indispensabila. s-ar putea sa ma insel. poate ca lasa sa moara relatia ca sa nu se faca vinovat de ucidere.
[...]nimeni nu e indispensabil, asta ti-ai dovedit-o si tu cu b., despre care credeai verzi si uscate ca nu poate fi altul care sa ii ia locul atat de bine. bratele sunt niste chestii foarte flexibile si cu putin efort ai putea sa strecori pe oricine acolo.
[...] eu chiar cred ca te poti schimba pentru persoana pe care o iubesti, dar atata timp cat schimbarea vine de la tine. si daca nu vine, oricum nu inseamna ca nu o iubesti, ci ca esti mai indaratnic, asa, ca mine. :D
spor tie, concetrate on the good things, si abia astept sa iti vad cuibul si sa iti cunosc colega de apartament ca sa o evaluez la sange. :P
salutari si de la M..
take care and let me know of how are your stuff going,
l.
and yet again, my earthly, simple wisdom saved the day.
they say you look back to your younger self and laugh. i know i do. auzi, sa te schimbi pentru persoana pe care o iubesti! bahaha! :P
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
truth bites - dixieland dog
recently we discovered the truth that was biting for some time: my odie-like friend got fleas. good reason to end a friendship but we decided to take him to the vet instead. he got the whole shabang, flea collar, injections and a trim. apparently it takes 2 weeks for the creatures to disappear completely and it seems to me fiends turn into friends for the mutt: it's like he has a new crowd to play with. i was hoping he'd train them to become this great dixie band just like in that droopy episode, but it ain't gonna happen. its hard to achieve success when you eat your team mates.
i'll get over it by starting a book of "pensées" where i can publish my last sentence.
i'll get over it by starting a book of "pensées" where i can publish my last sentence.
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