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A belated happy birthday to your father.

I doubt I'll be able to keep away for long, I've made some really good friends here. I expect I'll rejoin as soon as Erin has a new set up!

Mad Cow Eater!?! Ha! I'm a veggie! *Tries to think of something disgusting eaten in France and is overwhelmed with choices* heehee

living as I do in a rather rural-type area, I occasionally have to resort to Amazon in lieu of a much-preffered browse in a funky neighborhood record shop...
anyway, in my last order (which arrived yesterday) I included Gianmaria Testa's "La Valse d'un Jour", which I'm listening to as I type this (& I think I'm going to listen to it quite a bit in the coming months) similar,to these American ears, to Conte, but without all the studio frosting that tends to overwhelm some of his tracks (at least on the solitary c.d. that I've listened to)
thanks for the heads-up!
(& happy birthday tp the pere, eh?)

happy belated.

Je viens de raliser que sur la photo tu ressembles a mon boss !! Heureusement, il est cool !

Marseille... moi aussi je veux du soleil !!

K

I'm much better, thanx. And thanks for checking in. Only problem now is that I let my sanity pills run out without getting them refilled. I have been without for four or five days and it hasn't gone over too well. I find myself irritable, easily slipping into much deeper depression than usual. I get overly pissed off at the smallest trifles then I feel severely guilty for reacting so inappropriately. Depressions follows hot on the heels and with that comes critical thinking. By this I mean something like, "what the f@#* is the matter with me? I'm such a stupid piece of scheidt and it's only a matter of time before people see through my facade and she's doing that wrong she should be doing it this way damn she's even dumber than I am oh god what an asshole I am for thinking negative thoughts about anyone else it's me it's all MY fault...." It goes on and on and on and on in my mind. The constant drone of negativity makes it so damned difficult to do anything but keep it in check, not to let it spill too much out into the world. I keep thinking about what an awful person I am but I suppose if I truly was as bad as I sometimes think I am... I wouldn't care about letting my pain and anger flood the earth. So irritable, quick to anger because I phucking hurt because for some reason I didn't refill my meds even though I knew what would happen if I went off them cold turkey. You know, I don't make sense to myself sometimes.

Aye, I get that at my work as well. Not drawing for me but F1 components. Stressfull at times. Take it easy

& what does that mysterious demon-savant Google have to say?:

The Phoenix


a poem by Shams ud-din Mohammed Hafiz
as translated by Ralph Waldo Emerson



My phoenix long ago secured
His nest in sky-vault's cope;
In the body's cage immured,
He is weary of life's hope.


Round and round this heap of ashes
Now flies the bird amain,
But in that odorous niche of heaven
Nestles the bird again.


Once flies he upward, he will perch
On Tuba's golden bough:
His home is on that fruited arch
Which cools the blest below.


If over this world of ours
His wings my phoenix spread,
How gracious falls on land and sea
The soul-refreshing shade!


Either world inhabits he,
Sees oft below him planets roll;
His body is all of air compact,
Of Allah's love his soul.

The sun here is warm. It warms your skin, and makes you drowsy and happy.
And the Pacific...
I walk down the beach *yes real, beautiful, fine sand...* and watch the waves crash in, perfect break down the shore. The mountains drop into the surf, and the light is warm, golden. I feel almost silly saying it but it is true.
The light in Holland is unlike anywhere I had ever been,cool and mechanical, but this light is filled with emotion...

I owe you a long post and some pictures...
I think that is in order...

Well, platinum is considered a precious metal by the "industrialized" world and it does fall within the group of materials whose appearance can be described by the generalized term for my favorite "color". (ie silver). It also has exceptional resistance to corrosion and respectable structural properies.
I hope that doesn't rob the happiness from my previous statement. You must understand that these technical aspects can be beauty to those who think as engineers.

[Edited on Apr 09, 2003]

i wonder the same thing about you. :curious:
sprechen Deutsches? ich wirklich sprechen nicht Deutsches.
my friend audrey is german, i can not understand her. i try but i give up. thank god she speaks french too, without it we would get no where.
nisi

That may be, but platinum is such a lovely element.
You didn't happen to get that tooth from mrbling.com did you?

Excellent, student ratsonjulia.
It proves you paid attention to the last lectures. It was a test.
Repeat, class:

THE SO-CALLED "FOSSIL" BONES WERE PUT ON THIS EARTH TO TEST OUR FAITH IN GOD.

Good.

Student Jeeves, please put some more rats on Julia.

there is not now, & there never has been, such a thing as "Jeeves".
(owowow)
statements to the contrary are, of course, harmless fiction or misguided propaganda.
(ow!)
nonetheless, consider this your cease&desist.
(OW-DAMMIT!)
you have been warned.

(ow! OWWW!)

death to dada!

perhaps GWB's oversized shoes explain how he can slip his feet out of them & into his mouth so effortlessly....

hehe sorry for misleading you, I'm actually in the UK. I'm showing solidarity with France against those who seek to outlaw all things French in the US at the moment though, a rare thing for an Englishman!

You have a platinum tooth? wow.

WOW - thanks for the post. and now I have to add you so I remember to check back and read some more!