Archive for November, 2003


Friday, November 28th, 2003

Friday, November 28th, 2003

Mania died 3 days ago.
She was- is?- my favorite aunt.
I cannot take it in. There’s noway she’s 6 feet under as I write these words.
But she is. I don’t understand how I will never hear her voice again.
I don’t understand.
I don’t understand.

Wednesday, November 26th, 2003

Helen Mirren is just too good.

Tuesday, November 25th, 2003

Just got back home.
Flew to Thessaloniki to the festival for a few hours for a screening of Atlas.
At night, met friends from work and drank drank drank with my buddy Nikos Georgakis.
Then came back to Athens for shooting more Alemaya and now I’m black and blue.
At work we did a scene where I bully my soon-to-commit-suicide-brother’s girlfriend and another one where I wave goodbye to my finally-insane mother harhar
At lunch break I had a great talk with Kataleifos who is a total god. There, I also played with a really nice doggy called Efterpi. She was such a dear and fast. Pant.

I want to slap someone’s face.

They made some publicity postcards for Atlas and here’s one of me and the doll.
Possibly the first European film with a Blythe in it?
<— click-oh

Monday, November 24th, 2003
off to Thessaloniki for the press conference of “Atlas”, this really neat film I did last year. Then back on Tuesday for work. Gotta look up this Vera woman. She has something I want.

Sunday, November 23rd, 2003

for example:
how boring can it be to go there everyday?
and pretend it’s ok?

Sunday, November 23rd, 2003
The double show was so hard. at least tomorrow sunday i can sleep in a bit.
at some point I was certain I could see my Dad in the audience in the corner of my eye. Talk about concentration. Anyhoo. Turned out to be a man with peroxided backcombed hair!!!!? Does the corner of my eye need serious treatment?
Had such a lovely dinner with Syllas, Aspasia and Ektoras.

MnsLmbrk, the person who couldn’t even commit suicide successfully.



Saturday, November 22nd, 2003

i have to go to a photoshoot for Status magazine in 30 mins but the bozos don’t have a stylist and all my favorite clothes are at the film wardrobe; I ate at La Pasteria last night with Mariloo and Aris and now I’m bloated and dizzy. no time for myself.
I keep thinking about Kim Novac in Vertigo.

Wednesday, November 19th, 2003

Wednesday, November 19th, 2003
yeah yeah yeah I lied I lied I lied
I woke up 20 mins AFTER my call time at work and I conjured up a story where the train broke down and bla bla so I arrived 1 and a half hour late. woohoo the great welcome i received. well no one said anything but their faces spoke volumes.
oh i bumped into koumen. on the train. what a great guy.
so now i ordered chinese and i’ll watch marilita’s episode. that’s always fun hehe
as of fri. H will be mine again.
don’t look.

Wednesday, November 19th, 2003

I put in 15 hour days as I work at the movie during the day and do the play at night. Then of course there’re the magazine shoots and interviews that one is supposed to do to keep up with the rat race. How boring boring
I want to be alone. As it is, I’m too tired to do either job well
I’d definitely fire me but as with everything in this country, mediocrity prevails and I stay employed.
I just had Ethiopian food with Artemis.
At home, I only get to see Ektoras for 10 mins each day, as Lady L is working everyone there to death.
I must get up in 5 hours to drag my sorry ass to the set.

Sunday, November 16th, 2003

control sur l’ecran!
je suis en pilote automatique.

Sunday, November 16th, 2003

Two shows today at 6pm and at 9pm.
1st show: 97% goals achieved.
2nd show: 95% goals achieved.
T’was a hard day but the audience was cool.
My face is raw from the continuous scraping/plastering of make up off and on.
La Prairie take me awaaaaay…
Oh and here’s a lovely photo of
our lovely lady of the arts Stella Loizou hard at it.

Baby, you’re a big girl now!..
[put down that eclair]

Sunday, November 16th, 2003

Stella Loizou suck my dick

Saturday, November 15th, 2003

Um.. tired.
yesterday the show was total crapola.
today it was way better. Victoria C. came.
Um, I just paid 500 Euro on a whole bunch of La Prairie anti-wrinkle stuff.
Of course I smoke like a chimney so once again my choices no sense. On the other hand, no wrinkles for me this year.
The wallpaper man came and plastered this on a doll room wall:
<— click-oh
I provocatively played with dolls in front of his str8 ass.
soon this room will be total heaven.
The carpenter is coming next week for the shelves.


Monday, November 10th, 2003

busted my nose during the show. Now it’s got a big, grey bump on the bridge. I start the new movie tomorrow at 9am. Buahaha. They are in for a surprise when they see me.
Saw Lost In Translation. God how chaotic Tokyo is. My two Kenners are going to feel so weird after living the sunny side up in Greece. First scene of the day tomorrow is “after Dad’s funeral”. Oh the drama.

Saturday, November 8th, 2003

wah i saw slobodan in my sleep, telling me I was inadequate and that he was reducing my part to reduce the length of the play.
and of course the usual one; the play is starting, i don’t know where i’m supposed to be or what i’m supposed to say and to whom. everyone is about to go on stage and i’m frantically looking for my costume and what i’m supposed to do. no one pays any attention. then there was a group of girls of a boarding school within the theater and they were sneaking out secretly to screw their boyfriends. they were only allowed to eat bread. there was a piece of chocolate they were fighting over. there were hills and valleys backstage.
then i woke up.

i’m supposed to go to a photoshoot but i don’t remember where or what time.
and everyone’s cell phone is turned off. goddammit

lookie! a blond Blythe and her prototype.

Saturday, November 8th, 2003
I took the pussies to ger vaccinated. They cried the whole way there and back.
A cat was at the vet’s, the good doctor told the woman:
“Things are really bad for your Jordi” He is dying.
I went to the theater and did the show. Everyone was out of shape.
Then I turned down the offers I had for going out and came home.
Ate an apple.
Held my 8′ Betsy Mc Call. She’s sweet.
I’m an idiot.

Kim Novak is it.

Thursday, November 6th, 2003

Thursday, November 6th, 2003


there goes another one of my mintiest Kenners,
going to live in Japan.
I have mixed feelings about it
but $4k will help me forget.


Wednesday, November 5th, 2003

hell hell hell hellish show tonight.
I just can’t seem to remember certain lines.
And of course there were “people” in the audience.
Oh the death I died.

Monday, November 3rd, 2003

Old habits die hard..

Monday, November 3rd, 2003

The play has finally opened.
Here I am as Sonia and as Kolia:

Now on with the new film which I start on Nov.11th.
My part is like a cinderella story.
Boy am I going to get slaughtered by the critics..