..but at least there were a lot of balloons there
March 8th, 2004
<-- hit
March 4th, 2004
procrastination procrastination procrastination procrastination procrastination procrastination procrastination procrastination procrastination
procrastination procrastination procrastination
procrastination procrastination
procrastination
GRRrrrr…
!!
March 4th, 2004aaaaaaaaaaahahhah!!!!
So next week a film I’ve done called “Olo To Varos Tou Kosmou” is being released;
I just found out that we’ve been invited to “Exei Gousto”,
oh the torture. :-pppppppp
March 3rd, 2004
aw..
such fun today, making things.
Who is it who said that “he who doesn’t make things with his hands is a parasite”?
Hear that you?
March 2nd, 2004
pare ki aftin pare kai touti pou se ponei kai pou se tsouzei kai afti kai afti kai etouti kai arpa kai mia akomi kai na gia na min sou tis xrwstaw kai afti kai afti kai afti kai afti kai afti kai afti wx avrio exw na synandisw tin malea
March 2nd, 2004
The film i’ll be doing in June is about a bunch of people who get locked up in a deserted old factory to rehearse Jean-Paul Sartre’s Closed Doors. I’ll play the director. It’ll be more artsy than it sounds -alas. However, there is a thing that Sartre said; Hell is other people. How amusing that it should be my character’s motto. Hell IS other people. Most people are shits. And they go out of their way to prove it every day. A huge bomb would fix things. If only I could get on a plane.
oh, morning dump you’re nothing but a fond memory now..
March 1st, 2004
Louise Louise Louise Louise Louise
February 29th, 2004
February 29th, 2004
| I suppose i didn’t get ‘that‘ film, so i guess i will do that ‘other‘ one. stuffed my face with oreos, girl scout cookies, twinkies, cherry coke, sweethearts, valentine chocolates and other staples. [ in other news; the lies, oh the lies] |
February 28th, 2004
G-FORCE!!!!
..was my all time favorite series as a kid.
how sweet it was founding these phunky bendy g-force figures!
<---crick
February 28th, 2004
Just watched Monster. Poor girl, she got so totally fucked by everyone.
There is no god. *spit*
[i hope she gets the oscar too]
February 25th, 2004
NEVER, EVER going against my instincts.
So we meet at the National f Theater, luggage in toe and fart around at the theater coffee shop until it’s time to go to the airport.
..when:
“A plane crashed in Skopje. No survivors.”
THE. FUUUCK.
GIMME MY PASSPORT
N-O-W
On the brink of hysterics, demanded my passport back and barked that I was taking full fucking responsibility to get my fucking ass to fucking Skopje by fucking train, which a few of the cast members had opted for and were already on the way; why had I agreed to the plane?! Marilita decided to join me so we so we dragged ourselves to the train station and stood in line for tickets. Not 2 minutes we were there, I get a phone call: “Show’s canceled. Come back.”
Fuck yeah.
February 25th, 2004
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my first photo using my new and oh so wonderful picture phone. She’s so pretty/austere. She’s a hairdressing model i bought today. Argh life would be so neat right now if I didn’t have to get on the big metal bird in 10 hours [and counting]. |
February 24th, 2004
MAYDAY
MAYDAY
MAYDAY
MAYDAY
I must get on a plane tomorrow morning to go to Skopje to do a show!
I’ve successfully avoided getting on a plane for 5 years. Now there’s no way to avoid it! This isn’t happening!
February 21st, 2004
the scary thing is that although it starts as an affectation you may get lost in it forever. And time is short.
