where the phuck is she going?!?!?!

ooooohhh Peefee roves Souppy…..

When i got home last night
I was um… a bit.. tipsy and..
I may or may not have passed out on the bathroom floor

Had such a spiffing time
he gave me a huge bouquet of roses;
a street vendor selling these amazing quality roses stopped by
and M.P. bought his entire stock of the night
and just handed it to me

I wanted to dive in that darned bouquet.
sooo rosy-smelling

<–click! smell!

OUCH! OOOOUCH!!

hot and humid weather.
met with marilita for laughs and food
mixalis believes i caught the evil eye
my head is killing me

hm..

So I told Ektoras I screwed this guy and he punched me in the face and then kicked me at the base of my spine with all his force..

..breaking his foot.

He’s on his way to the hospital now to assess the damage.
But.. we’re ok. I’ve decided to refrain from.. um..|
How weird all of this is…..

However, tonight I’m going to the clubs with this guy
and some other guys,
to get smashed and.. do.. stuff.

How terribly fast and scary this is.

yatabazah: hey strift baby…
striftaris : geia soy koykle
yatabazah: den mou arese KATHOLOU i reklama
striftaris: oxi?
yatabazah: ma katholou
striftaris : giati?
yatabazah: hm…
yatabazah: kakisto montaz
yatabazah: paizoume XALIA
yatabazah: afta.
striftaris : EISAI POLY MALAKAS
yatabazah: wx
yatabazah: na sou pw
yatabazah: boroume na to sizitisoume, i boroume na vristoume
yatabazah: decide
striftaris : mporoysate na paixete kai kalytera diladi?
yatabazah: nnoeitai
striftaris : kai kala i alexia
striftaris : ki esyyyyyyyyyy???????//
yatabazah: kai to paiximo xeftilizetai apo kakes sfines andidrasewn
yatabazah: to paiximo mas einai poly poly ypotoniko
yatabazah: to profil molu pou koitaw pisw otan spaei ta cd einai AISXOS
striftaris : ntropi soy
yatabazah: ma drepomai
striftaris : os tora asteieyomoyn tora arxizo kai ta pairno
yatabazah: den katalava?!
yatabazah: esy tin skinothetises gia na ta pareis?!
striftaris : tosi anasfaleia i tosos narkisismos
yatabazah: e, join the club
striftaris : malaka ex3eis syniditopoiisei poso kalos eisai?
yatabazah: ARRWSTISAME me tin alexia simera
yatabazah: pigame kai fagame junk food gia na aftoktonisoume
striftaris : exeis dei pos paizone ta xaivania stis reklames?
yatabazah: nai
yatabazah: kalytera apo mas
striftaris : xaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxxaxaxaxax
yatabazah: kai meta -gia na katalaveuis-
yatabazah: pigame sta village kai eidame
yatabazah: tainia
yatabazah: me…..
yatabazah: ton…
yatabazah: BEN AFFLECK
striftaris : gamo!!!! ayto me ta junk food
yatabazah: TOSO xalia eimastan
striftaris : xaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxaxa
yatabazah: nai trelo kefi
striftaris : eisai poly arrostos
yatabazah: akou
yatabazah: akous?
striftaris : nai
striftaris : vlepo gia tin akriveia
yatabazah: ksekinisa apo to spiti mou stis DEKA
yatabazah: shut up milaw
yatabazah: deka loipon
striftaris : xaxaxaxaxaxaxaxax
yatabazah: stin ethniki amyna aftasa sxedon amesws
yatabazah: ekana na vrw taxi SARANDA leptra
yatabazah: otan vrika
striftaris : gelao akomi me tin aytoktonia
yatabazah: me pige apo KOLOMVIA meria kai kaname MIA WRA kai EIKOSI lepta
yatabazah: eftasa exondas stisei tous pandes
striftaris : gia na deis ti travao
yatabazah: kai fysika piga grammi stin top cut
yatabazah: kai oxi ston papazoglou
yatabazah: me ta polla mou lene pou na paw
yatabazah: ftanondas ekei
yatabazah: VAZW YSTERIKA KLAMATA
yatabazah: den andexa allo
striftaris : ayto ithela na to do
yatabazah: SKASE

sooo hot everything’s melting sweat me a river.

oh…
it took 14 hours to shoot the commercial and I feel raw, bruised and abused.
That was the first and LAST commercial I’ll do.
Not worth the money.

15:00 got back from Mykonos
16:00 Maroussi to do a fitting for the commercial
19:00 home, watered the plants, fed the cats, had a huge dump
21:00 off to Balux to Galavas’ show yay..

[+]=>=

Niagara – soleil d’hiver

Elle n’était pas du genre à se faire remarquer.
C’était jamais elle qu’on invitait à danser.
Elle avait plutôt l’impression de gêner.
Peut-être avait-elle envie de tout casser.

Elle habitait plus loin, dans la rue d’à coté.
Je suis sûre que vous l’avez déjà rencontré.
Son visage était transparent comme l’été
Mais elle avait toujours l’air de s’ennuyer.

Elle voulait toucher le soleil.
Rien ne sera pareil,
Perdu dans son sommeil
Et puis les nuages étincellent
Sur des étangs de miel
Et mes larmes s’emmêlent.

J’ai toujours su qu’elle allait partir en fumée.
Elle aurait tout donné pour se faire oublier.
Un matin, en silence, elle s’est défilée
Et elle est partie sur la pointe des pieds.

Elle avait décidé de ne plus s’inquiéter.
C’était la fin de l’hiver, mais elle s’en foutait.
Au bord du quai, doucement elle a sauté.
Ses cheveux, lentement, dans l’eau ont flotté.

Elle voulait toucher le soleil.
Rien ne sera pareil,
Perdu dans son sommeil
Et puis les nuages étincellent
Sur des étangs de miel
Et mes larmes s’emmêlent.

Elle avait décidé de ne plus s’inquiéter.
C’était la fin de l’hiver, mais elle s’en foutait.
Au bord du quai, doucement elle a sauté.
Ses cheveux, lentement, dans l’eau ont flotté.

Elle voulait toucher le soleil.
Rien ne sera pareil,
Perdu dans son sommeil
Et puis les nuages étincellent
Sur des étangs de miel
Et mes larmes s’emmêlent.

Elle voulait toucher le soleil.
Rien ne sera pareil,
Perdu dans son sommeil
Et puis les nuages étincellent
Sur des étangs de miel
Et mes larmes s’emmêlent.

We went to the Louis Vuitton thing which was so boring, the catering was lame-y and it was packed with waspy people, straight out of a british gossip magazine; all blonde, all sour faced, no dance moves, eton college haircuts, washed out, pale, Stepford girlfriends, leathery skinned old women with fake tans and fake noses and a cruiseship type band covering hits! hah..
Later we went to Tribeca for drinks and we met Louiza and Sakis and Vaso Konsola and laughed and laughed.
Chr. P. was there too. heh..
Fucker C.L. is trying to spoil it for me but he knows I’m better.
off for breakfast to starbucks.
yum lemon bar.
*yawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwn*

What did the monstah see?
What did Souppy see today when she woke up, let one rip,
ate a bucket of food, burped and then proceeded to do her rounds in the apartment?
What did she see?
What changed in the veranda?
Was she taken aback?
Were there many smells to sniff?
Click the nose of the monstah to find out!!!

Danced and danced and drank and then, when it was quite late into the night and all too hot, in a flash, I grabbed Christos L. and jumped in the pool, clothes, shoes, everything, on. Christoforos P. and Ioanna P. followed in. Oh how cool the water was. And the stars above. We then retreated to a private bungalow and changed into bathrobes and towels. I was smiling the entire next day. That was at club Island.
Then -was it last night?- we went to a place and took some stuff and danced and danced till 6am non stop – no pee breaks.

The following day I was shooting “Tender” by Argyris Papadimitropoulos, which was a trip; the soundstage was dark and stuffy, the set was a room made of 3 dark teal walls and a white bed with fluffy pillows, like classy vintage erotica. Serafita and I humped for 12 hours till we were almost unconscious. I saw some dailies and it looks like an actual blue film. Serafita has a beautiful body. We did such things to each other, things I never thought were allowed or I be bold enough to do. In the end her ass was beaming glowing red.

Got my pay cheque and went to a fabulous greenhouse with Artemis and splashed half of it on plants, flower pots and small trees. The veranda looks so dreamy now. A jasmine tree, ivy, and tons of other mysterious green monsters.

That sunbed was so nice. i could stay in there forever. The place was full of tv actors [do they all do that?!].

Ektoras will be assistant director in a feature film shooting over the summer. bad script but good experience it will be.

Went to Eleftheriades’ fashion show. Drank tons
Then at night we went to Balux where it was very lame, no matter the high alcohol intake. After more wine, more wine, MORE wine, a couple of lines, more wine and more wine, it got to be ok and the music got better and then lights on, the place was closing. wankers.

The sun is so good this morning. drinking coffee in the veranda and i’m noticing my flowers are very happy. blooming. there were even bees on them, proper spring.

I’m not really looking forward to saturday where i’ll have to spend 12 hours in a bed with a near stranger cavorting and exchanging saliva. at least the pay is good.

There’s a cool breeze now.

hahaha
funny, no?

I must tan a little for the sex scene I’m shooting Saturday. Last night I went to a fashion show – so many laughs. Drank tons of champagne, then we went to Yoga Bala for indian food.
Then we went to a bar and drank daiquiris and met more people there.
If I can twist Artemis’ arm enough maybe she’ll drive me to buy more plants and potted flowers. Want more, a lot more.
3rd cuppa coffee and still no brain activity. Only an abundant production of #2s.

The windstorm took Lela’s long, blonde human hair wig
dammit that was a goddamn $400 fucking hairpiece

c l i c k ↑

c l i c k ↑

Poor Lela

↑ c l i c k 

Met a funny turtle at the Royal Gardens.
She was very sociable.

slap slap slap go go go

woah Spring has knocked Peefee silly..
She has been sniffing my crotch ALL day.
bless the little monstah heheheheheh

puurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr