I am … floatting in mid air. I am so… happy. I lack the vocabulary to express how I feel: I finally received the DVD “Journey of Purpose” shot during Aids Life Cycle 3 last June and broadcast by some 2nd rate channel some time last summer. It's a $10 DVD I pay… $53, thanks to the shipment I'm charged. This won't spoil my happiness though. What would: if this turned to be incompatible with my player… Nah!!
Monthly Archives: September 2004
No national channel would show the video of that english man, hostage in Iraq. I saw it though on our European channel early this morning. Not that I lean towards the British positions in this matter (Blair, head of labour party!? don't make me laugh. Can somebody remind
me him the definition of labour?) but seeing that man crying, chains on, in a cage… It's pathetic.
I started to write something, nothing, a dialogue, yesterday. It is very hard to overcome one's censorship.
2 former lovers, one calling up the other. It could only end up in petty quarrel and nasty words which it did. I want to avoid that cliché. It could be something different. I'm not happy about the result. I'm ready to work on the matter so as to make it different, surprising.
This reminds me of a monoloque for a screen shot of some actress Renoir wanted to test. The program was so good in that it led us through the work of the director literally stripping the actress off of all her preconceived ideas she naturally had after she'd read the text she'd be given. She was good and he was good. I don't quite remember her, she might not have had the career she deserved but she was excellent in that, like a piece of clay, she easily let the director 'mold' her. 2 steps: like clothes, remove the old ones and put newer on.
I want to do the same with my lovers, at least I want to try. Ideas come to me!!
Yesterday called up the contractor in charge of making and installing the windows. Sounded like I didn't have to bother checking on him, things seem to be in time. Much unlike the electrician… My bad impression of that man seems to be confirmed. Not having my phone calls returned sure aggravates me… Now that I paid a deposit he knows I won't go away. Jerk!
D will finally be in charge of the walls and papers. T told me he had purshased a van. Already? We both felt this was premature of him since he hasn't started any contract yet. Am I too prudent? I still don't know whether I should contract another loan… I could make some money merely from the difference between interest rates but I'm certainly not in the mood to deal with papers. I'm not convinced it's worth the effort.
I'm really happy for those 2 italian women. Smiling faces as radiant as the shining sun *sigh of relief* Now the turn of our 2 men …
One good thing about tidying up is that you stumble across long lost photos, documents, pictures,… The one I attached in yesterday's post was found in a mini-book T had dedicated to our group when we first met: I and M became a couple in less than 2 weeks, T and I hit off in about that same time span. We 4 never lost tracks of each others since then…
Boy do I hate the way I looked. ^_^
Irène, 10 years or so ago. She didn't change much though she's married with 2 kids now… I am to pay M and her a visit next week-end.
Lyon is just a little over an hour away, south of Châlon.
JMC is back from Japan. Apparently it didn't go down too smoothly with our Customer at our subcontractor's end… From his own words he so felt like murdering one of them… My own inspector doesn't compromise one bit… This doesn't smell too good for the years to come. Overzealousness of an unexperienced client.