the demisol review

Had 2 visits yesterday .Cookie came over to bake, after a while he looked around and told me that he feels like he’s in Fight Club. It kinda is, I don’t care if that’s good or bad. Later on Banana came over and told me that if she takes every part of my place separately it’s sometimes creepy and not necessarily enjoyable but as a whole she loves it’s vibe and feeling. What can I say, I think it’s the place I feel at home the most and I don’t wanna change it, I’ll have luxury when I have my own place, right now.. I don’t need more..

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what else is there? she curiously wonders. just put me in a box, tie a blue bow and ship me somewhere new. far away… there take me out and let me breath again….

feeling alright

I am ridiculously awake given that I haven’t slept AT ALL in 2+1/2 days.  But it’s all good, it’s alright. Unfortunately due to the total of 5 hours that I’ve slept since Sunday today I gave in to the small (rolled and packed) pleasures of life . I love coffee too and it’s just not the same without. I’ll stop eating and save some money…

Turns out that there was a virus that GG sent me, good thing I have recently learned not to invest my time in things that are not worth it. No bad joke, confidence in human beings (or what’s left of it)  still here.

Spent almost 3 hours this morning organizing my music..alphabetically. Next step..by genres..but that’s gonna take days…good timing since I got myself a 4-day weekend with Thanksgiving…

Today I’m feeling even more altruistic than usual so…you get 2 videos. Enjoy!

LATER EDIT : Decided to use the money I had for painting my room for a greater good: of me getting my tattoo. Good decision, it turned out great !

high and dry

that’s me..i have no juice/bottled water and I’m afraid to go out to get some cuz a pack of smokes would come in handy/needy right about now. also high and dry due to what is either a very lame and bad joke or a very good blogspot virus (and elaborating, by virus i mean any connotation that you might give to this word )
anyways..your games, you play’em.

last cigarette

It is 6:18 am and I have just decided to quit smoking. At least for now. I have also decided to get a second job and put the money aside for the training in New Zeeland and Africa. If I play this right by quitting smoking alone I will have my enrolling fee by my b-day. I knew I needed a good reason to quit smoking and I have just thought of it so fingers crossed. So be prepared..a smoke-free me is roaming the streets

 

diana krall

first of all jazz is meant to be listened to live and not at home, second of all i adore people who feel music & don’t just sing music. third the smile on riki’s face tonight made me realize i too was smiling..that is the healing power of good music. words have no place because some feelings can’t be written down…
the concert was great, diana krall is a great pianist and i soulful singer and i love that you feel connected and that she tells you little stories before a song. the band: the drummer was amazing, the contrabass (?) guy was really funny and witty, the guitarist looked like eric clapton. on a different note (and don’t read this in a racist way because i am not) black people feel music differently and it is inspiring.
it was truly a great experience.
last but not least, some songs are never meant to be translated. Corocovado is meant to be sang in Portuguese. and…since diana’s version on Walk on by gave me the chills that is what i’ll share…