matrimonius

5:56 PM -

It is the third mouse I dispose of in one week. Two of them I cought alive. This last one unfortunately was stiff and on its back. The cats had their way with it while we were at my brother's wedding. Jessica just asked me if I could live with her and her girls until June. During the weekends I would go and live with my parents and her husband would live with them. I can understand how crazed she will be all alone working and making sure the kids do their homework. What about the mice? Each time I cought one she panicked. She is outside shoveling snow off the entrance and Alicia is yelling for her to help her with her homework as I make regular trips back and forth from the car to the house bringing in everyones luggage. I still have to change a few things with my luggage since I am going to Los Angeles in the morning for approx 10 days. The wedding was wonderful. In the morning I helped my nieces and sisters with their hair, makeup and outfits. After our family photos I ran to the bride and did her makeup. It is the first time I do someones makeup and it was perfect. The night before during the rehearsal Jessica overdosed on the pot brownies my other sister Priscilla brought with her from Toronto. She was stuck in the church bathroom unable to function properly and pucked for 30 minutes. We brought her back to the hotel and her husband took care of her. At the reception, tired and full, I pushed a few napkins into a candle. Within seconds my side of the table was on fire. I dumped my drink on it and patted it it out with the help of my brother in law.

bonnet and cloud

My sister's cat was in the bath cleaning himself up.. he asks for us to turn on the water... and it made me think of the white cats I used to have when I lived in Hollywood. It took me two weeks to name them and my friend Ian felt I had a serious problem because of that. Their names were bonnet and cloud but now they are called me and mo. Well, one of them ran across the bathroom and over the bath to sit on the window sill but.... the window being closed he ran into it and fell in a water filled bath. You can be sure he jumped right out of it chilled and dripping.... at night they used to run around the place as if on spread then they would sleep one on each side of me lying straight on my back looking at the ceiling.

17 Oct 2006


6:58 AM - happens always

I am enjoying London. At times at I am loud and in other moments I am quiet. I stay home a lot watching films my roomate has. I did my first job on wednesday. It was for a Indian Magazine called asiana. Tuesday I go to Paris for a job on wednesday and come back right away to shoot another magazine on Thursday and Friday.

I just came back from church. It's the second time I go on sunday morning. It is almost a habit now.

routined

I am in London. An airline person dropped my bag with my computer and trashed it. I was offered a free fries from the burger king waitress and the custom man asked me if I was hiding my face with glasses and hat because I was famous. Now I am going to bed.

motion

I am now in transit... my favorite destination is the motion in between places. Tomorrow morning, I leave for London for all of October. I finally figured out how to used my dvd burner. My neice interviewed me for her school project and I burned her a dvd of my work (commercials and print), only to realize her school doesn't have dvd's. So I gave it to my mom who noticed the speling mistake in one of the menu titles. Everyone was at the house today. Well, there both my brothers were missing. It's hard to have everyone show up at the same time. at least when i am there. Since I am the one represented by the cell phone in most of the family pictures. P and her husband came down with their brand new gigantic beautiful baby named D.J. My mom hates that name. She prefers the full name. Remember the stone path I have been working on at J? Well, her husband came back after a couple of days and he did not like the position of the path. So I lost interest, in any case it was time for me to leave anyways on my next adventure somewhat tired but refreshed at the same time hoping I did not become all saggy. It's now time to elevate and spread my wings.

fly

moon docks

It's late and I must wake up really early to drive with my sister 3 1/2 hours so she can take a course on being a mid wife. I love adventures and little sleep then long lasting drawn out dreamy laps around the moon docks where my head escorts my thoughts and wants...

who am I and why am I waiting on the phone

My sister Jis passing the vacuum while I am on the computer and on hold on the phone with the British embassy to try to fix my visa situation for London. It's hard to believe they have me now on hold for over 40 minutes. I cut the trees around their house yesterday and I will continue today. I picked up the the cut branches and layed them in the entrance to her kitchen. They don't use that one anymore. So now it's all green. Can you believe that the waiting period to speak with an agent is now 36 minutes. First it was 16 then it went down to 12 then 6 and now it's crazy. These people are nuts. It is now 38 minutes I must wait if I want to speak with a representative and it's now been one hour already. I think I will hang up. The waiting time is now 40 minutes and 4 seconds.....44 minutes and 6 seconds. I just hung up. I will call the Italian or American embassy. Hopefully I can get my entry clearance through them. It's seem I am not a Canadian resident anyways. (I spend too much time in other countries. I got to figure out who I am.

day's end

I just came back from having caramel vanilla ice cream, a bike ride in the dark and I made a makeshift deck-ramp entrance to better ease our access into the house. A is finding it hard to experience all the changes I am making to their home in need of a little feng shui J is a great bike coach for her girls. E-L did not want to go but she cohurst her into doing a cold ride in the dark. We were all good. I had just eaten two of the carrot muffins with the white cream icing I made. It's ok, we did go for a bike ride and I am using her special body cream with "grumoses" inside. I will ask her if I can exchange that for one of my creams.

family time

Melissa and I talked about all the countries I have been in. She is such a big girl and ready to come out on the road. We laughed allot and She played the guitar and then we all found a place to sleep.

could be the same

Here is a run down of what I have been up to this summer.
I was in hot and dusty pre-olympic Athens for one month living at the Orion with a bunch of models and lounging up the stairs in the metro station on my way to gazilion castings a day. I had the chance to spend some time on a couple of Islands and the last week of July I went to Istanbul for some work then took a ten hour bus ride to Selchuk-Efes were my grade 7 teacher lives. I had a wonderful archeological adventure beneath a ruin following underground tunnels and searching for treasures. After that I spent one week with my pregnant sister then joined my family.....

My family and I were in my home town visiting my relatives and (I was chilling) teaching English in a kids summer camp. We left the north of quebec this afternoon and after 11 hours of driving in a van we made it. We were 9 people, a dog, a guitar and a couple of matresses. Tomorrow we are leaving early for another 5 hours to my sister's place near Toronto. She just had a baby last week!!!! So I am reading, writing, learning how to play the guitar, being available as the oldest of seven and soaking in all my family's love. At times I wondered what the point of my existance was and worked through the insicurity of my life and now I am poised and ready for action. In the next week I plan on heading back to Europe first to Belgium (If I book the job I am on option for) Then Italy to pick up the clothes I left behind when I got conned into marrying an Italian after one week of meeting him. I did not get married I just lost alot of time and money. Oh and maybe some superficial friends. Welcome to my university of life. E dopo, tripping in London for a month or so to set my foot in the commercial and advertising "sterling" market.

I have not reached nirvana although I have read through most of the new testament during my summer starting from the back and I do not have so many worries since I float around with my family as if on a mission from point a to point be. Although I was on the phone trying to figure out how to retreive my belongings from Milan everyday. that was a little frustrating at times. It is nice to be in the cocoon of my family. I have a couple of more days then I will take off like a rocket and reach another stratosphere where every inch counts and my dreams are eased on the chance scale of missed blessings.

I will call you soon. I miss you and want to see you soon. My U.S visa starts to work only in October

clutzing about

I just came back from Jessica's women to women's Christmas gathering. I tripped in the stairs and landed on both my knees. I then dropped my drink while we ate and drank some punch. A couple minutes before Jessica brought to my attention that my foundation was showing off all my wrinkles. We were in the back of one of the rooms thankfully under bright lights, I calculated. Smilling we edged our way filled with wrinkles I feared tripping on an electrical cord and dropping my virgin punch. My sister came to my rescue explaining I had no time to place my contact lenses in the car. Too busy we were putting on spray on foundation. Only one :) The other lence did not make it from the container to my eye ball. Once seated in the pews I spotted the fire hazard... my seat was next to a candle. As the evening wore on the stick it was on became loose and the candle almost fell off while a women was playing the cello... A women got up to help but I put the flame out in time. As they were ending the night I rose to the occasion instead of just raising my hand when the mc asked for us new people to stand up. It being my second meeting but first Christmas event my sister again poke me in the gut. Sitting in the front I did not have the benefit of spying on the others.

Too bad I have forgotten my wire to recharge my camera in Toronto at my other sister P's place.

Istambul

There's a dog barking outside and a man who has been screaming (Adiel!!!) all day. I am beginning to think that he is selling either fruits, the round baggle like sesame topped bread or maybe even he is pulling a cart filled with cleaning supplies. This country is supposed to be a great market for financial gain. It sure seams that way. Ha. Man he is driving me insane with his ADIEL... Ok, could it be that it is praying time and all will start to scream really loud. I have not gone outside today. Although it seems to be a breezy sunny day I have opted to spend my time organizing my computer and internet inbox in order to prevent more vast and widespread emailing of events not yet secure such as the masss email I sent a couple of months ago pertaining to a wedding that never took place. Thank G-D. So you will all be in my work related category. Some of you I have placed you in this wild bunch because you are either wild or outrageous or or I have met you during my travels such as my airplane friends..

It is true, I am now in turkey putting my self through the pain of working and not feeling satisfied. My ego will not be numbed into silence here. Although it is starving for delights and greatness I am waiting for it to plan a revolt and organize with my will a revival to take over of my entire being. Since this ship will not sink, I am sure to be in for a surprize.

My next couple of chess moves are geographical. This way I feel I advance with time. If not vertically I will surely cover enough soil to be named not only an adventurer but and discoverer. := So I will go back to Canada and spend time with my sister and her new baby.

canada direct via 4 countries

I am now back in toronto visiting my sister Priscilla. I arrived at 2 in the morning. It took me 27 hours to get back. I changed 4 airlines and had to recheck my baggage in all of them.... of course.

But I met some cool people and it was a interesting transit experience. The day before I was visiting my high school teacher who is a geologist/ linguistic/ mythologist in the south of turkey. I went on my own personal archeological dig in tunnels under an old church with a young boy who's father is an archeolgist. He showed me the entrance of catacombs with many long and low tunnels. I loved every crawling moment with only a small blue ligth a got from a party I went to. I found some broken pottery but thought it was better not to bring those to Canada. I could get cought taking ancient finds out of the country. then I went on a extreme hike through thorny bushes all the way down to rocks by the sea. It took us at least 30 minutes to reach the water. I like those extreme conditions.

So I am back here and I will stay with my sister (she is expecting) until Thursday when I will go down to Alma (were I was born) on Friday with my parents. we will do a road trip in their van.

Now that I do not have that appartment in L.a, I feel completely without home. I must learn to travel light and not bring too much with me. I am like linus who always has a cloud of dust around him. I carry a tonne of luggage just because I do not have a home and it feels more secure. Sometimes i am tired of this and then in other moments I am inspired and feel free. You should have seen me picking up my luggage and checking them again 4 times on my trip back. ooffa!!



I find it hard to get used to the Canadian summer. They think it is hot but I find it's cold compared to Athens. I freeze at night. Must be the cold and intense draft that is vacuumed inside my sister's house from the windows. It is very drafty.

Just still-relatively a few hours ago, I was walking down the rhunes of Epheses incarnating the archeological student, I first wanted to be. My right hand holding the leopard print umbrella and with the other hand, I try not to drop: a one liter water bottle, a book on the Efes ruines, my camera, plus a very small black purse. I should have had a bigger back to put everything inside.

In Effes I was not the only one following the shade of her umbrella. Many many japonese walked in the shade as well. My high school teacher Guy was explaining to me his work and in doing so he gave me the example of the japonese godess who did not want to leave the inside of her dwelling for fear the sun would take years from her life.

and still there is a lot ahead of me until the end of this year. I've guessed that far. At this point I could be about ready for another round... It seams I am not done yet. ;) Let me know were you will be. I still have possibilities to return to Europe in the fall for work and the works.

When august will be almost over, Dd. Nanes Cw. and I will meet with the band VR on their European tour and then take off on little adventures. In mid September I will develop my London base. At the London airport yesterday,day,day.... I realized that i am infatuated with the English gest and air. it is possible that during that month I will trip out to the south and research my English origins. I want that for a while when I encounter people, Once they ask me if I am a swimmer, they will assume that I am English and not French.

My next little project involves a more mad scientist approach to EURRREKA!

something more like school but not really. text books and precision shooting....

Measuring

A beautiful explosion hits the air vigorously navigating the inner wound, uploading the actual plenty that surpasses only the wicked. May I be under the limit when my monkey unwinds. Fortunately all measures will be justified when in time mercy will lead me.

My little story bored queen plays under an up yanked umbrella. She had a time to ponder and wonder but now the wind has flushed even her unabridged reclusion nestled one mile down her beach estate. For her, these times linger longer when her up stretched arm holds the umbrella stick in place out of the wind. It’s an avoidable situation only a true free spirit can surpass and go yonder. Of course the sand-blown wind meddles with her kettles and ultimately with her willing mind and she, with both hands, grabs the inverted spokes and rises to confront the mighty wind head on. The waves, the wind and the dropped notes in her head mesh in tune to rattle the beats her body abides by and bye bye. She glides and twirls slowly, dips into small crouched positions and bounces along the side of the concave rock. She hums, pati ti pa pata ta .. You winds are old. And old stone-ry that my bliss yes blissful enchanted self ……. She cuts the wind with her once protection, now weapon, in hand and ooof, hall. Raindrops hop from heaven; the waves perk up excited and trash the beach end. The wind attacks back and picks up, in a twirl, a piece of paper. It lifts within and free falls gently back barely touching the sand and is aspirated high one last time meeting water droplets. The no longer bored queen of my creed is projecting hilarity as she uncontrollably spins. The sun carries her prolonged shadow far across the side of the beach. She now chants: I need to redeem myself, come to me wind and I will follow. The soaked paper flaps and clasps unto her upturned face and spinning body, broken umbrella in hand. "Oh my wind on your body flows, it meanders, touching when laughter finds and binds you." She peels off the sudden tapestry molding her face and stops; dropping the umbrella, paper in hand. Ultimately knowing within the desire of one’s self to surpass the navigating sensation that enables the willing into the consummate flush of the Divine unfledged. I am unsure of what enables me to trance vest the obvious and splurge unaware. The paper in my hands I holds still as I am. Up the hand my eyes match what beholds. Clean clear cluttered cleanse come to my cumbersome countenance to clout the clemencies of clandestine chums. 1-410-538-7200, 404 via santorio. Call for the unexpected, received. 410 dials into blazes of serene meager some surroundings. Entails the superfluous behavior of one’s unbending digital input? No, it’s the unsurpassed mediated, unwilling geomancy that without pertinent knowledge glimpses pieces of truth. My truth is filled with idiosyncrasies that pile high. You think it’s easy to manifest strife and love at the same time? I am unsure of the sweet sensation that when abided governs me to ruin. Ruin? Ok, look at the paper dummy lass incorporated.