how to...answer questions.
sorry for so many questions.
you know i have a curious mind,
and there's nothing more that i'm curious of than you:
your everyday coffee, your everyday thoughts,
your everyday words, your everyday hints,
your everyday culinary, your everyday photos.
because your "everyday" makes my days special.
complaints from all sides because of being unavailable why the hell don't you have a mobile phone yet why an automatic absence message at your email address my sister pumping on the door screaming get the fuck out of your pathological hermitism and eat some bread with egg that being the only cure for uneven times did i ever tell you that i sucked raw egg yolk out of its shell when i was young it soothed the pain of recognizing i'm alive and probably the proteins made me grow fast and tall i ate 2 different sandwiches today one with hot peppers and one with mushrooms my sister paid me a beer although i got up 20 mins before i hate being drunk i wanted to sew something for her birthday tomorrow i can't open my cupboard with all the utensils those lovelylovely needles i would start sewing myself but i will get the sewing machine and the fabric i like the sound it makes my mom used to say no wonders that you like sewing it sounds like the music you are listening a muff for my sister with constant cold hands purple with nice fur on the inside maybe i should bake her some muffins to join the present thematically my sister my love convinced me to invite for a birthday dinner she and her girlfriends invading my hideaway probably with some reggaeton cds and of course i have to cook costa rican she the america latina afficionada being the more upbeat version of a daughter definitely the sunny side up egg whereas i'm the poached one she will be wearing red yellow orange and bracelets made of seeds you wanna know of course what i'll be cooking gallo pinto salsa de mais guacamole tamales platanos y tal vez una torta tambien and of course she will force me to go to a salsa club afterwards although the last time i went dancing it was on saturday after a crazy week because a friend of mine was doing visuals after that i had the 3rd bike accident in 3 months and this time just because i still had all those beats and basses on my mind i had to concentrate my senses on the inner music and didn't see the fireplug and here i am not able to sit and probably not to dance although i of course would follow your request of showing you how to dance to dubstep i can't understand your complaints of it being boring i would rather say its a fun work out for your gluteal muscles and of course that kind of music reminds me of one of the best nights of dancing i ever had it was a thursday in august although i probably would have even eaten house music straight from the turntables if it would have been served of course one could state that i was getting increasingly undemanding by the end of that week and would take whatever i was offered but i think it was quite the opposite which is me being discerned and hard to please but as for this mentioned night of dubstep i remember J & B going nuts next to me too it means that i was so moved emotionally that i had to move physically to whatever would touch my ears i had a coffee with ice on the next morning and as for your question i drink my coffee alone as always because if i don't have peace in the morning sipping slowly the promise of activity and creativity i will crawl back to bed immediately because i love mornings but only and especially being alone there were so few people [3] in my life so far whom i drank coffee with after getting up because its a holy ritual to me and almost no one has been holy enough to me my thoughts are definitely unholy capital sins as always the content of my mind could probably blow up not only one church same with my everyday words always shifting between swearing and prayers you wonder what me the atheist is praying for well i can tell you that i pray that i make the right decision miriam decide yourself finally for a job offer in graz researching and curating for an exhibition of queer life styles which would mean i have to commit for a long time and move to another city which is temptingly close to ljubljana or shall i think about this other job a project cooperation for 4 months only in a famous viennese art institution which would suit my general plans for the future about which i'm not going to talk here all in all i pray for money and i pray for being called by my name and get off my knees and i pray that never again a morning like today's will come waking up with tears and i pray that the wounds from my accident heal fast i can hardly walk it hurts so much i pray that people are less blissful because why the fuck should they have fun when i simply don't have it although i grant you a fair amount of it and even more i do so tonight when you have the possibility to freshen up your summer love affair how wise to choose a european version of weird eyes so summer becomes winter but of course i expect that i am the top end of love eyes european and weirdness definitely the last one is officially recognized my homeopath medicating me and my indifferent sadness once more indifference yes i learnt this english word 8 years ago now i'm on sepia again plus on a freudian couch which i have to surf i hate when i can't find an apropriate link in english but probably i'm searching with the wrong keywords here is a better one so if you don't want to call me a cuttlefish then you have to think of a better name and don't let it start with a D please thats the forbidden word forming my third name and if you find a way how to unname me then you solve the riddle of the sphinx for a pyramid of incomprehension in which 5-15% of the population is living maybe a picture of me is laying in a catacomb one of those wrong angled selfportraits the reason why i always avoid the direct look is that a) else my eyes would address the world therefore be real communication and not alienated like my words(!) b) because it hides my slight squint and so the squid with a squint is reaching out her arms to deliver wishes for a sensual energizing evening wishes which hopefully receive you on this way between all those je t'aime vows and voulez vous proposals because tomorrow this will be eaten digested and gone like the sandwich i had today.
you know i have a curious mind,
and there's nothing more that i'm curious of than you:
your everyday coffee, your everyday thoughts,
your everyday words, your everyday hints,
your everyday culinary, your everyday photos.
because your "everyday" makes my days special.
complaints from all sides because of being unavailable why the hell don't you have a mobile phone yet why an automatic absence message at your email address my sister pumping on the door screaming get the fuck out of your pathological hermitism and eat some bread with egg that being the only cure for uneven times did i ever tell you that i sucked raw egg yolk out of its shell when i was young it soothed the pain of recognizing i'm alive and probably the proteins made me grow fast and tall i ate 2 different sandwiches today one with hot peppers and one with mushrooms my sister paid me a beer although i got up 20 mins before i hate being drunk i wanted to sew something for her birthday tomorrow i can't open my cupboard with all the utensils those lovelylovely needles i would start sewing myself but i will get the sewing machine and the fabric i like the sound it makes my mom used to say no wonders that you like sewing it sounds like the music you are listening a muff for my sister with constant cold hands purple with nice fur on the inside maybe i should bake her some muffins to join the present thematically my sister my love convinced me to invite for a birthday dinner she and her girlfriends invading my hideaway probably with some reggaeton cds and of course i have to cook costa rican she the america latina afficionada being the more upbeat version of a daughter definitely the sunny side up egg whereas i'm the poached one she will be wearing red yellow orange and bracelets made of seeds you wanna know of course what i'll be cooking gallo pinto salsa de mais guacamole tamales platanos y tal vez una torta tambien and of course she will force me to go to a salsa club afterwards although the last time i went dancing it was on saturday after a crazy week because a friend of mine was doing visuals after that i had the 3rd bike accident in 3 months and this time just because i still had all those beats and basses on my mind i had to concentrate my senses on the inner music and didn't see the fireplug and here i am not able to sit and probably not to dance although i of course would follow your request of showing you how to dance to dubstep i can't understand your complaints of it being boring i would rather say its a fun work out for your gluteal muscles and of course that kind of music reminds me of one of the best nights of dancing i ever had it was a thursday in august although i probably would have even eaten house music straight from the turntables if it would have been served of course one could state that i was getting increasingly undemanding by the end of that week and would take whatever i was offered but i think it was quite the opposite which is me being discerned and hard to please but as for this mentioned night of dubstep i remember J & B going nuts next to me too it means that i was so moved emotionally that i had to move physically to whatever would touch my ears i had a coffee with ice on the next morning and as for your question i drink my coffee alone as always because if i don't have peace in the morning sipping slowly the promise of activity and creativity i will crawl back to bed immediately because i love mornings but only and especially being alone there were so few people [3] in my life so far whom i drank coffee with after getting up because its a holy ritual to me and almost no one has been holy enough to me my thoughts are definitely unholy capital sins as always the content of my mind could probably blow up not only one church same with my everyday words always shifting between swearing and prayers you wonder what me the atheist is praying for well i can tell you that i pray that i make the right decision miriam decide yourself finally for a job offer in graz researching and curating for an exhibition of queer life styles which would mean i have to commit for a long time and move to another city which is temptingly close to ljubljana or shall i think about this other job a project cooperation for 4 months only in a famous viennese art institution which would suit my general plans for the future about which i'm not going to talk here all in all i pray for money and i pray for being called by my name and get off my knees and i pray that never again a morning like today's will come waking up with tears and i pray that the wounds from my accident heal fast i can hardly walk it hurts so much i pray that people are less blissful because why the fuck should they have fun when i simply don't have it although i grant you a fair amount of it and even more i do so tonight when you have the possibility to freshen up your summer love affair how wise to choose a european version of weird eyes so summer becomes winter but of course i expect that i am the top end of love eyes european and weirdness definitely the last one is officially recognized my homeopath medicating me and my indifferent sadness once more indifference yes i learnt this english word 8 years ago now i'm on sepia again plus on a freudian couch which i have to surf i hate when i can't find an apropriate link in english but probably i'm searching with the wrong keywords here is a better one so if you don't want to call me a cuttlefish then you have to think of a better name and don't let it start with a D please thats the forbidden word forming my third name and if you find a way how to unname me then you solve the riddle of the sphinx for a pyramid of incomprehension in which 5-15% of the population is living maybe a picture of me is laying in a catacomb one of those wrong angled selfportraits the reason why i always avoid the direct look is that a) else my eyes would address the world therefore be real communication and not alienated like my words(!) b) because it hides my slight squint and so the squid with a squint is reaching out her arms to deliver wishes for a sensual energizing evening wishes which hopefully receive you on this way between all those je t'aime vows and voulez vous proposals because tomorrow this will be eaten digested and gone like the sandwich i had today.
mironja - 29. Jan, 16:09
