My first diary post done via i-phone
Fun
I-book is broken
Not so fun
First day of rehearsals for Six Dance Lessons in Six Weeks
Fun
6am insomnia bonanza
Not so fun

Ouch my eyes

who do i have to sleep with to get a remotely useable internets connection on this retarded island?
Syros is the armpit of the greek islands.

my sweet grandma Smaragda died.
She was so sweet, so intelligent and brave.
it can’t be real, this dying business.
preposterous. ridiculous, fuck that.
i love you grandma, with all my being,
I’ll always carry you with me, everywhere.

I’m so retarded. How have I survived thus far?
on luck alone, I s’pose.

*kicks you in the pussAy*
[no, not you, you.]

I’m not this baby but I’ll claim that I am.
[Così è (se vi pare)]

if this was a private diary, I’d write that I’d like a hug.
As it is, I’ll write instead: suck my dick.

I have an offer from Japan to design a Blythe wig,
to be factory mass produced.
hm, which style to do..

start shooting a new film in September
and in October, I’m doing ‘Six Dance Lessons in Six Weeks’
with Reni Pitaki.

‘Ghosts’ finished. A great experience.
I gave it my all; it gave me great lessons and intense memories
as well as badly bruised knees and elbows.
bye-bye Mr. Ibsen.

I bought my costumes from the production company. Lovely Gaspard Yurkievich trousers and neat accessories.

I shot the cover and I’m featured in the Japanese magazine Dolly*Dolly. It comes out in a few days.