Blue Blog

HOLIDAY COUNTDOWN

2006-05-31T15:16:00.000Z

http://www21.brinkster.com/nightim/ateam/

Another story of mistaken identity

2006-05-31T10:35:00.000Z

I just love the story of this man:

http://guygoma.com/

Anyone has any similar ones?

Parrot story - like it

2006-04-28T10:16:00.000Z

Parrot held in prison

A parrot has spent five days under police 'interrogation' in prison in Argentina.
A judge ordered Pepo to be held in custody until he told police who was his real owner, reports UOL.
Two neighbours, Jorge Machado and R Vega, were disputing ownership of the bird.
Judge Osvaldo Carlos decided the parrot should be sent to prison until he said the name of his owner.
After five days, Pepo said Jorge's name and also sung the anthem of his favourite football team San Lorenzo.
Mr Machado said: "I knew he wasn't going to let me down, he is a real friend and we support the same football team."

http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_1820204.html?menu=news.quirkies

2006-03-21T15:07:00.000Z

Maybe I should join a creative writing class.

It doesn't bode well for my the playwriting course I am supposed to start in April.

2006-03-21T15:00:00.000Z

Well, that was a roaring success wasn't it!

Serbian Prince

2005-10-19T15:35:00.000Z

3 Serbian Princes are looking for a Princess. This could be the motivation I needed to carry on with Serbian. I am not sure about living in Blegrade though.

Mind you, apparently they don't speak Serbian either.

http://www.royalfamily.org/index_eng.html

Derek

2005-08-05T09:41:00.000Z

I received some bad news yesterday. My neighbour/housemate Derek passed away in the morning. He had been ill for quite some time. In fact he had had so many problems in the past, it was frightening. He recovered from A brain tumour, a car crash that left him paralysed for some time, a tumour on his chest, a heart attack. It is difficult not to think he was invincible. He died of pulmonary fibrosis.

I don't know how to feel about this. I am kind of numb. I befriended him about 3 years ago, as he seemed lonely. We became friends. But he always loved me much more than I loved him and eventually it became too much for me. He wanted to see more and more and would sometimes get upset if I had not been around. So I guess I became resentful. And now I guess I feel I am not intitled to mourn him because of this.

There are all those little things that he used to do, like sort out the mail and put mine on my doorstep or leaving me his newspaper on Sunday afternoons. I used to hear him next door. And now there will only be silence. And yet I don't feel I am allowed to be upset.

In any case I want to say thank you Derek for loving me so much, sorry for not loving you enough. I hope you have found your Joyce.

2005-07-21T20:47:00.000Z

Gunwharf Quays

Sad news

2005-06-02T10:52:00.000Z

I received an email from my Friend M in France, who informed me that his girlfriend and him have split up. They both lived in the South of France, renovating a barn. The barn is not finished, and it might never be. K, the gf is now back in the UK. I know they are both heart-broken. And so am I, despite more or less expecting this.
Selfishly of course, it is more than having 2 good friends with broken hearts. They were both there for me last year when things got rough for me and I stayed with them for week. I had such a lovely time, considering my situation, that I fell in love with the place. And since then I have had dray-dreams where I move there myself and join them. The place stayed in a little corner of my heart as a place I could escape to if things got tough again. But now it is gone. Because it is not just the place, it is them too, both of them.

NON

2005-05-30T13:03:00.000Z

Well there you go then. It is a NO.

My dream

2005-05-25T09:29:00.000Z

I want to write about last night's dream. Unfortunately it was so abstract I am not sure I can. I think it was quite Freudian too. I was at work and My boss was the devil, he looked like the devil anyway, with a red eyes and a smirk. In this place I obviously had to do a lot of work hoping that once I finished it all I could escape, but of course I never did because there was always more. The work was a form of punishment rather than actually needed, given by my evil boss out of sheer cruelty. There was something slow and cyclical and never-ending about it. I think I am still dreaming it now.

The Only Hotel

2005-05-24T11:59:00.000Z

I am in there somewhere..

http://www.hollywoodorbust.com/hotel/index.htm

2005-05-21T16:15:00.000Z

Just like this pic..

Pinup

2005-05-12T09:39:00.000Z

As I said before I am a secretary, and part of my work is to organise travel for a team of engineers who work offshore. I am the one organising their flight home.
This morning I received an email from one of them:

"Thanks for all your efforts, me and the XX guys on S2
where trying to put a face to your name If possible please describe
yourself [in under 100 words] or send a photo ,anyway,all you need to know
is you're the pinup girl of the inspection dept S2.
Thanks a million for all you do ,
P,
and the inspection team."

I did also like P's email telling me he loved me when I emailed him to tell him his ticket had been issued.

It is nice to feel needed.

Acting

2005-05-11T10:53:00.000Z

This morning on my way to work I bumped into an old friend from drama school. I had not seen him for years. We exchanged a few words. I told him I was on my way to the office as I was a secretary now. He told me he was on his way to a rehearsal for a commercial. As we parted, I felt tearful. I guess I felt like a failure and also ashamed of making my way to this office, having given up too soon and squandered my money irresponsibly in the past. Now of course, I have so much to pay off I am forced to work full-time so no flexibility for auditions and the like. I thought then as I made my way to the elevator that I should find a way in, just something to bring me closer to my old childish dream.
I was jealous of my old friend, but at the same time the idea of sitting in a room to rehearse a commercial about printers did not fill me with envy. So why was I jealous? And then I wondered if what I was jealous of was the fact that he succeeded in what he had set out to do whereas I didn't. And maybe it is not about acting itself but about failure. Maybe I am just making excuses.
My heart is broken today but this encounter has given me food for thought at least.

Saturday

2005-05-08T03:44:00.000Z

So, it turns out I had an excellent time on Saturday. I have added a link to Carl's blog relating his travels in Australia. I hope he keeps it up to date.

A group of friends are planning a trip on a boat through the canals of England and they want me to join them. It does sound like heaven, doing nothing but navigate at 4 miles per hour for a whole week, with nothing around but trees and hills, and visible stars at night. So it is very tempting but I am not sure I will be able to afford it. Especially as I am also invited to visit some friends in Spain. We shall see.

Well

2005-05-07T17:59:00.000Z

So I am back. Been away because I have never anything to say, as I have even less to say now, I though I'd come back to blog.
I am supposed to go out tonight but apathy has taken over and I don't feel like travelling on the tube to go to a smoky and loud and overcrowded bar.
However being Vicky's birthday and Carl's leaving do (he is going to Australia for a year) I think I should go.

2005-05-07T17:53:00.000Z

Me and my Dad...

Random object from my house

2005-04-02T19:22:00.000Z

Elvis Cow

Happy after Easter

2005-04-02T18:43:00.000Z

Hello all, this is a post to confirm that I am still alive and that as of today I still have not written a play, or started to write a play, or thought I might be able to write a play. I still have the same job, still no boyfriend, still can't play that damn bourree I have been trying to learn on the violin and am not fluent in Serbian. Yet.
However, it is sunny, I got up at 7:00am on Friday, I still have a job and a home and everything is still possible. Where the possibilities will take me, whether they will take me, I will let you know.

Sap Rising

2005-03-23T14:26:00.000Z

Ok, today I am bouncy. And I think it is a combination of a) ovulating b) Sunshine c) Sap Rising (thanks Camden). I keep seeing all these attractive men. Even one of my ex-bossed looked particularly dashing just now. What the hell?!
My job is going to change slightly next week, as I will have to look after a team of 25 engineers. Joy. [just got interrupted by the sight of a good-looking-never-seen-before collegue]
I went to their office today to meet them and I have already spotted a nice looking environmental engineer...

It has not been helped by walking past Matthew MacFadyen yesterday evening. He was wearing glasses. glasses! I love glasses.

2005-03-22T00:50:00.000Z

And that one

2005-03-22T00:47:00.000Z

D took that one

2005-03-22T00:45:00.000Z

Ducks at Buckingham

Weekend

2005-03-21T13:27:00.000Z

I have just spent a lovely weekend with My friend D who came from Manchester. We walked from Buckingham Palace to Tower Bridge in the sunshine doing touristy things and taking lots of pictures. It felt like spring and all the men looked gorgeous. A beautiful day indeed. Hopefully pictures to follow.

This is where my heart is...

2005-03-18T17:41:00.000Z

La Celee

Today's word

2005-03-17T14:19:00.000Z

Have not had one of those in a while so here it is:

Husband
=
Muž
=
Mуж

Interview

2005-03-17T14:07:00.000Z

Good afternoon everyone!

This morning I had a job interview. On my way there I had already decided that it was way too far and that I was not willing to spend 1hr30mn travelling each morning. However the interview went very well. The job as an IT administrator (although it is more of a PA role with bits of IT admin) looked more exciting than what I am doing now. Pay is better, they give bonuses, a masseur comes in once a week and in April they are all going for a team building exercise in Spain! So obviously the job sounds good so I might be willing to travel a bit longer. And I am looking at cycling there in a kind of dreamy, it-is-never-going-to-happen way.

Also last night, just to add to the general disturbed blogging feel, I dreamt about a cat I had to look after who kept getting mutilated everytime I left the room. I tried everything, closing the windows, doors, checking everywhere for cat-eating monsters but nothing helped and everytime I came back the cat had new gaping wounds. Again if anyone feels like analysing they are very welcome.

Chef

2005-03-15T12:58:00.000Z

Well, there you go something happened. Just been to the canteen. Moroccan chef has just given me his phone number. He is meeting with French friends on Sunday and asked if I would like to join. I am not sure yet, as the French chef before also gave me his number. We did meet up as friends or so I thought. I was still naive I guess. Anyway it finished with unwelcome groping in his basement. We never met again. Not sure I want to repeat the experience, even though I am alway happy to meet new people. Anyhow, number in my pocket.

Serbian raid on Madame Tussaud's

2005-03-10T16:53:00.000Z

http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm_1309429.html?menu=news.quirkies

Cat (2)

2005-03-10T16:04:00.000Z

Just to add, my Dad was not as evil as he sounds, I have no idea why he tought it would be a good idea but he did not do it out of cruelty.

Cat

2005-03-10T15:32:00.000Z

When I was 5, my Dad came back home one afternoon with a projector and a film. It was going to be a family afternoon at the cinema in our own living room and we were all very excited. Of course at the time there was no such thing as a VCR and so it was all new and very cool. So we take our seats and stare at the big white screen in anticipation. My Dad had got the film from his work place where he was a researcher in physiology. Film starts... It is a beautiful white cat, close up. And then we see this transparent, glass bell/box thing that someone puts on top of the cat. The cat is now trapped in this glass box, no air coming through. At first nothing happens of course, the cat just seems confused trying to get out. After a while it is beginning to breathe with difficulty, then it gets worse and it starts to foam at the mouth heavily. Towards the end the cat struggles, trying to get the air in that is not there, eyes bulging, body tensing with spasms until it finally dies. The End.

I think there might have been a stunned silence for a while in the living room.

Anyway, I was in a forum where people were discussing animal experiments, I thought I would tell this little story, which might give a bit of an insight into my psyche, or not.

My Kidney

2005-03-09T15:23:00.000Z

I dreamt last night that some people including me had been operated on and one of their kidney removed. The doctor was looking for me and when he found me (I think I was walking around in the loo or something) he grab the skin on my belly as a way of testing the operation had gone well. It occurred to me that my kidney was on the other side but he seemed to know what he was doing. Then he asked if I was The Bishop of London. I think I said no, he explained or I understood that this was another method to find out if all was ok. At that time I was beginning to feel the operation and my aching, burning kidney (or the place where it should have been). I don't remember what happened after that.

I had a different dream later on that involved an invisible reunion of devils sitting round a table looking through the window (from the outside on the first floor), and me suddenly seeing them through the glass. Eventually the chief devil was diluted and we tried to keep him alive in a glass of water. (not sure why)

So, of course, I was late again this morning.

2005-03-04T15:39:00.000Z

Exit = Izlaz = излaз

Anger

2005-03-03T19:31:00.000Z

I have been gradually getting angrier and more irritated for the past 2 weeks. It culminated this evening trying to practice my new piece on the violin. I tried and tried, while my fingers just would not do what I told them to, and I could feel the sheer anger and frustration building up. So I put the violin quickly away before I broke it in a rage and then I punched my cuddly toys instead.
Why am I so angry? Living in London probably does not help, the late, packed tubes, the constant noise, people everwhere. It stinks and the snow never holds.
I hate my mind-numbing, boring job and I am broke.
But it seems there is something else that makes me feel this way and I can't put my finger on what it is.
I wish I was better at writing and describing what it is like.

Utopie

2005-03-03T14:49:00.000Z

This is my brother's dog. She is a crazy, lively, lovely and loving dog.

At home

2005-03-03T13:15:00.000Z

Well thanks for everyone' sympathy telling me to go to tai-chi despite being ill. I did not go in the end. I was going to compromise and go for a drink at least but they would not meet before 8:00pm and I was not going to wait around feeling crap.

Today I am at home, recovering...

Last night's dream:

I am to be married in an arranged marriage to someone I have never met before. It is a woman (I am still a woman in my dream too) who also has a different religion to me, i.e. not Christian but not sure which. So we get through the ceremony, and someone, I think one of her parents, wish me luck for the honeymoon as apparently she has a very very bad temper. I decide however not to find out and pack all my stuff (which takes hours) to go in a different part of the hotel where friends are waiting for me to give me moral support.

If anyone wants to analyse this, they are very welcome.

PS: No Serbian word today as I have left my book at work...sorry

Praise

2005-03-02T16:14:00.000Z

Now this is nice. I do nothing all day, just sitting on my bum and I still manage to get praise for being so efficient.
My boss was also impressed when I told him I am filling time at work learning Serbian. He looked confused though when I told him I had no plans to visit the country and really had no reason at all to learn it.

Michael Palin

2005-03-02T12:47:00.002Z

This morning I got in 2 hours late but as usual no one noticed. I did have lots of dreams last night again but the only one I remember is meeting Michael Palin. Which was nice..

I am not feeling very well. And this evening I have to go to my tai-chi class and then travel all the way back to the centre of London to meet with some friends and I am not sure I will have the energy to do either. And it is freezing cold here.

If there was the facility available I would do a poll on whether I should go to tai-chi or not. Maybe before the end of the day.

Jam = džem = џem

Matt and Kate

2005-03-01T19:10:00.000Z

This is Matt and Kate. I took this picture in the South of France last year, we had just driven to town for the fireworks on the 14th July and we managed to park just as it finished. It looked good from the road though.
Matt and Kate are renovating an old house with barn in the South of France. I wish I could join them..

PS: They are not in a womb or hell (depending on your defintion of hell) but walking in the street of some Southern French town.

Nightmare

2005-03-01T16:21:00.000Z

Last night, I dreamt I had been kidnapped and I had been/was being killed. It was a bit of an abstract dream with no real characters or places but then I woke up in a start and I saw my music stand in front of the window. As I am short-sighted and as I was half-asleep it looked like someone had opened the window behind my curtain. I live at street level and I was terrified until I realised it was the stand. Then obviously I thought about death, what it meant and whether I would die alone.This kept me awake for another 2 minutes. I had one chocolate biscuit and went back to sleep.

This is why I am late every morning.

Today's word

2005-03-01T11:53:00.000Z

Someone called Anonymous has requested more of those, so here is today' Serbian word:

Bread
=
hleb
=
Хлеб

My Brother's Book

2005-02-28T16:18:00.000Z

My brother has written a book called "saisons" (seasons). It is in french since he is French. You can read an extract and buy the book here:

http://www.manuscrit.com

I am proud of him!

Today' Serbian word

2005-02-28T15:30:00.000Z

Horse
=
konj
=
коњ

This could turn into a Serbian dictionnary if I don't find something to talk about soon!

My slippers (Moj papuca)

2005-02-26T17:16:00.000Z

Those are my slippers
They were given to me by my brother for Christmas. They are made of wool and very warm.
They are giraffes from outer space.

Snow

2005-02-25T11:34:00.000Z

Another beautiful snowy day...

I am happy to say I already have a few fans, and that is before posting anything worthwhile. So thanks for that!

This morning I was in the office at 9:15. Ridiculously early and I have been working all morning. A weird day then.

Last night I had my first Serbian conversation with a complete stranger and it went well.

Plava Majmuna

2005-02-24T23:01:00.000Z

Thanks to Tarsier

Today

2005-02-24T17:39:00.000Z

So, half an hour to go and this is what I have done today:

Confirmed 2 flights
Had coffee
filed 10 timesheets
Had lunch
Moved that file out of the way
Surfed
Answered a call which wasn't for me
Stared out of the window wishing it would snow some more
Wondered what to have for dinner
Organised my next violin lesson
Post on my blog

I am quite tired.

I do realise I will at some point have to make some interesting comments, but that time has not come yet.

This morning

2005-02-24T12:26:00.000Z

I was 3 hours late this morning but nobody noticed..

Cookie

2005-02-23T17:31:00.000Z

Everyone has gone home and I want a cookie.

This is not what you think

2005-02-23T15:29:00.000Z

Oh, and by the way, this is not a "blue" blog, so don't hang around expecting to see naked people.

Bill Clinton's translator

2005-02-23T15:13:00.000Z

I dreamt last night Bill Clinton took a special liking to me and asked my to be his personal translator. I then realised that I could use this to my advantage as he probably has contacts in the theatre/cinema world too.

Anyway, I thought this would be a nice way to start this blog, in which I have nothing to say and which is going nowhere. I have never kept a diary and so starting one for the first time for everyone and anyone to read is just silly. But this is what boredom does to you.

I am a bored secretary that has nothing to do all day and I will try and keep you posted on what does not happen here in the office.

Blue Monkey

2005-02-21T17:18:00.000Z

This used to be an empty post then someone commented on it, so I though I would fill it in a bit.

Thanks Tarsier!