Karaoke night!

I am having a very busy week. But once the month of December starts, it's party time for me! And I start with the 1st of December, this Saturday, huge party:). Then, on Sunday, the bloggers from Bucharest organize a karaoke night out! And ya people all must know that my hidden fantasy is to sing at karaoke. This is why I even put my name on the list, downloaded the list of songs.. stuff like that. I'm taking it all very seriously, it's my one-time chance to sing in front of a bunch of drunk people, me being quite dizzy as well:). I guess I'll have some proof for that, I have people with cameras around me every day:).
After that it's Joe's birthday! After that, it's my birthday that I'll be celebrating twice this year: with friends and in Barcelona:). So... my wonderful December is about to start and I can't wait for it to begin.

P.S. - My brother's wedding will be on the 29th of June 2008. Can't believe he's getting married. (that is... my YOUNGER brother)

Warsaw .... and my turtles

I must start with the thing that makes me sad: I'm a bad mother, I gave my turtles away!! I donated them to a guy who can't walk, he stays in bed all day long, his sister came and took them away yesterday. I came to think that these turtles were with me during the most troubled period of my life and if they could talk (and have a memory of their own), perhaps they'd have plenty to say (mostly bad things about me being a bad mother, I'm sure). I really hope, in fact, that someone would pay much more attention to them than I did lately. And that they'd be OK.

Warsaw was... strange. Perhaps because the only time I got to visit a part of the old town was by night. It was very cold and foggy, seemed like Twilight Zone a bit. But I looooved the food (if you ever go there, have lunch or dinner at Kompania Piwna!) and the fact that a "large beer" is large indeed, that is 1 L. Of course, Joe and I (Joe is a girl from my office I traveled with) were both very much attracted to the H&M shop in the local mall. Oh, and I almost forgot the Hard Rock Cafe, first time I've ever been into one of those, quite nice, very good food, I even got to see the beginning of a concert of Afromental (these are some Polish guys singing something between reggae, rock and hip-hop as I understood from a cute waiter... Polish MTV as he said).

This weekend I was @work, just as my messenger status announced everybody in my list. I guess everything compensates in this world, hmmm?

A.G. Weinberger, Aura and Warsaw

I'm leaving for Warsaw tomorrow. I've never been there before and, although I'm attending a conference, I hope I'll have some time to take a tour. And, of course, I might be coming back with lots of good ideas for work.
Tonight I've been to a blues&jazz concert. A.G. Weinberger and Miss Aura were great, although the show began a bit awkward, with some aerobic guys doing stuff on stage. A.G was great and Aura has a great voice:). Here's a sample below (it's not from the concert, unfortunately, but I hope I'll find some examples when I get back). And I'm going to sleep, it's quite late and tomorrow there'll be a pretty difficult day.

I found it!

Remember I said I would take care of the forgotten "M needs a home" campaign? Well, I did. And guess what I found last week on one of those real-estate websites:


LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOl. That was a good laugh first time I saw these pictures. U wanna know how much was this dump? 70 000 euro for 29 sq meters. It is in the center of Bucharest, indeed, but anyway....

love story

I admit I am sometimes a sucker for good romance movies. I don't say it very often, maybe because I really don't wanna sound too girlish or anything. But there are nights, like this one, when I come out and say it. Or maybe it's just my constant need for affection that allows me to be impressed by a good love story. Hate it when it's sad though. But they say the sad ones are better.
I must have inherited this taste for good love stories from my grandma. You might not believe me, but she was the only 70 years old woman from that village with a subscription to the local library. And constantly asking the librarian for love novels. She would devour book after book especially during winter nights. And she had a special concern on my emotional future. Coz we were born under the same sign, therefore she feared we might have the same destiny. Although it might not look like that, there are some weird similarities in our taste for men. I guess the "bad boy" cliche fits, or maybe the "hard-to-get" type.
Oh well, I blame it on the sleeping satellite.. Night night!

manu chao - Me llaman calle

This is a song from the latest Manu Chao album. I love it. Maybe because Manu Chao is intrinsecally connected to the best years of my past. Manu Chao works like the Proust's madeleine for me.

my lows

Quite a crappy day today. I was incapable of thinking clear, of doing things, I felt like tied up. I would just stand in front of the computer trying to become coherent and categoric and decisive just as everyone around me expected me to be. Just that I wasn't. I couldn't. Then I got angry on my boss for not understanding this delicate situation. But he was right. I was @work. I was supposed to work at least in the low parameters.
But I kept thinking that this week I left the office at 10 almost every night. I generally do more than I am asked to do because this is how I feel like. I got involved. Can't I be excused and understood for one miserable fucking day? Can't he protect me? Is it so impossible for people around me to just understand that sometimes I CAN BE LOW?! But maybe this is the image I created for myself. I always take care of everybody. I never forget tasks. I am always responsible. Even annoying if you ask some of the guys. So when I am down, they cannot cope with it. They don't understand. They just expect me to be as I usually am. So I guess I should just relax, take it easy, put a little distance between me and work.

@work

If you guys were wondering what am I doing @work, well here it is. Sometimes, in the evening, when fewer people remain, we fool around in the office with paper bags on our heads. Beneath the bags it's me and Daniela, around us is Alin.

Perhaps it may sound weird, but I love it when spontaneous childish things like that happen. It makes us think we are not quite at work :). Of course, Robi the boss wasn't there to see us.

Why I love chocolate

Nice November Sunday. I feel a little bit naughty (yes, I know it's weird to say that about me, but this is how I feel). I rarely ever listen to some of my favorite tunes. Some of them are very nicely put in various commercials.
The one you're about to see is one of my favorites. I also just happen to LOOOOVE chocolate. Now you're gonna see why.