Archive for September, 2007

Sunday, September 30th, 2007

d. d. a. C. L. s. g?
n? t. s. o.

in other news, the sky is blue.

Saturday, September 29th, 2007

i’m such a good cook. big fat pork fillet, whole tomatoes, whole onions, sea salt, dry thyme, a few drops of lemon juice, throw in the oven, wait, serve with some green tea, ATTACK.

in other news, I must get Dirk Bogarde’s books. i used to read them again and again when i lived in London, god I love this man.

what do we have here? good times with Forewood. Yes, Forewood.

Friday, September 28th, 2007

i love spam.

Thursday, September 27th, 2007

Note to self: Pamela Franklin‘s performance
in Our Mother’s House, 1967.

Thursday, September 27th, 2007 it looks like since Ai-Ai,
everyone and their dog is doing The Blunt Hime.
yes, yes I know. Trendsettah. muahah..

The Women, 1939

Thursday, September 27th, 2007

Peggy Day: [On the train] Listen to the wheels, don’t they seem to be saying something?
Mary Haines: [Softly] No
Peggy Day: Don’t they seem to be saying… Go back, go back, go back, go back?

By god, this film by Cukor is so strange/charming. With 130 female roles, no man appears in this film, even the dogs were bitches.

Old Hollywood is the best, ever, forever.

Tuesday, September 25th, 2007

The visit to the vet today was traumatic for everyone involved.

featuring: Souppy and the sadness in her eyes :-(

A friend recommended a vet who turned out to be a disappointment. Souppy is demented but still a vet should be able to handle a difficult animal. As it turned out, the doctor was scared of Souppy and Souppy hated the way she was being handled, did a tour-de-force Linda Blair Exorcist impersonation, got away from the retarded vet’s grasp and hid under an ugly desk, screaming all the while. Vet gave me gloves to get her out, Souppy butchered my forearms and clothes in the process but I yanked her out and we got out of there. Tomorrow we’ll go to our old vet. I hate changes. And now Souppy hates me.

Tuesday, September 25th, 2007

Souppy the cat stomps in the room. sits on her big butt and stares wall-eyed at me.
she wants a hug. i give in. she settles in. starts purring, when…

teh horrors. true story, i swear.

Monday, September 24th, 2007

photos i took of some of my Mdvanii dolls, click for color.
[Mdvanii: completely handmade in Paris, either resin or porcelain, ultra rare “luxury dolls” with human hair.]

Monday, September 24th, 2007

having satellite television also means i’m becoming well-versed in hailey duff’s entire straight-to-dvd career. :-/

Monday, September 24th, 2007

took a bath with this person
and i have photographic evidence

Monday, September 24th, 2007

[ebay photo, click for color]

Got her dirt cheap, a mere 100 bucks without an opposing bid.
I’ve been fascinated by Debbie Drake dolls and their packaging for years.
They were made in 1963 in Hong Kong, 11,5 inches tall with multiple joints, a revolutionary doll concept for her time.
And what amazing, monochromatic packaging design.

Sunday, September 23rd, 2007

went to biennale with Hera, boring works, retarded exhibition layout, got lost 4 times, took 20 mins to find entrance, a bird crapped on me, no bathroom in sight, retarded artsy cumfart biennale. we then ate at therapeftirio. met with Anna at bakaliko for tea and business, bought a clear glass tea set. Yiannos was there, i was so fucking happy and moved to see him. this diary is retarded. i am retarded. you are retarded, dirrty dirrty jew diary. hi mom.

Saturday, September 15th, 2007

i saw a butterfly!

Saturday, September 15th, 2007

podcast fun with marilita. on the internets soon. we went to dinner to kanela, after. came home, barfed. avoid.

Wednesday, September 12th, 2007

when i’m very good
and do as i am told
i’m mama’s little angel
papa says i’m good as gold
but when i’m very baaaaadd..