pick up my girls and hit the party scene
tonight... oh ohhhhh it's alright ummmmmm.
Amici, Buongiorno! A little throwback Aaliyah to kick off this gorgeous weekend and express the wonderful mood I'm in!
Mic went home to Siciliy for Easter weekend, leaving me here alone to bask in my craziness and debauchery. He's only been gone since last night and I've already managed to get into a near fist-fight with the newspaper delivery people (they squeeze about 324 pamphlets through our slot even though I've added a sign that says NEE to receiving them), take about four thousand pictures on iPhoto, polish off the rest of our wine, and get into a skirmish with one of the neighborhood cats. FYI, He started it.. our door being was not an open invitation for him to come in and make himself comfy on the couch! He even had the audacity to hiss when I tried to get him down which is when I had to use the mop handle to prod him out (Sorry PETA, but I didn't wanna touch him, he had crazy eyes!). It was cold outside, but you don't live here, puss! It's strange to be alone but, Tim Gunn voice, I'm making it work.
I've been fortunate enough to have great friends & family keeping me company on Gmail and Skype, while I keep them from doing silly things like working or enjoying their youth outdoors instead of staring at my unkept hair and protruding collarbones onscreen. But then again, I have the pleasure of seeing them in their undergarments *cough cough Anthony cough*. I've also downloaded a few movies to watch to pass the time if necessary, Memento, Leon and A Clockwork Orange just to name a few.
I had a hard time sleeping last night and found myself awake and feeling refreshed at 6 AM. I wish this was the case when I used to work at the UCONN Recreational Facility and had to be up at this horrific hour. I felt inspired to write so I continued working on my book about long distance relationships and I think I can get through the first chapter by today (Marjorie, expect an email with an attachment from me by the end of this weekend, also with the poetry you requested!). After a bit of that, I decided it was time to pay back our neighbors for the loud, obnoxious music they've been blasting and the way they've been trodding above us like horses, by practicing piano (really just banging on the keys) and screeching like a wild banshee singing.
Following that, I brushed up on my I-talian so I can impress Mic when he gets back. Sono intelligente e un assaggio ti dice che le olive sono maturate di fronte ad una cattedrale. I think he'll be impressed, as I'm sure you all are.
I'm updating my brother Matt & Mama on my life via Skype now, and after that I'm going to get my Martha Stewart on by clearing out the mess that is our garden in preparation for the upcoming warm season. It'll be relaxing to do some writing in the sun and Mic has been completely supportive of me becoming an artist (Madrid's Thyssen Museum touched my soul) so I'd like to buy an easel and frolick in paint on the weekends. My sister Damaly, is actually very talented in this department and I think it may be in our genes (tell me is there anymore room for me, in those jeans..)
By then my favorite Dutchie Lizzy will be here to wreak havoc on my life! Sidenote: Mic just called me to rub in the fact that he's laying on a beach in Sicily right now in 80 degree weather *#*&$&^$&!!!! Come on Spring, come on SUMMER!
Ciao for now, ciglia sul volto di asini!
A few hours later..
Mic just sent me something that made my life.. Seriously though, TIP OVER and CAPSIZE?
Amici, Buongiorno! A little throwback Aaliyah to kick off this gorgeous weekend and express the wonderful mood I'm in!
Mic went home to Siciliy for Easter weekend, leaving me here alone to bask in my craziness and debauchery. He's only been gone since last night and I've already managed to get into a near fist-fight with the newspaper delivery people (they squeeze about 324 pamphlets through our slot even though I've added a sign that says NEE to receiving them), take about four thousand pictures on iPhoto, polish off the rest of our wine, and get into a skirmish with one of the neighborhood cats. FYI, He started it.. our door being was not an open invitation for him to come in and make himself comfy on the couch! He even had the audacity to hiss when I tried to get him down which is when I had to use the mop handle to prod him out (Sorry PETA, but I didn't wanna touch him, he had crazy eyes!). It was cold outside, but you don't live here, puss! It's strange to be alone but, Tim Gunn voice, I'm making it work.
I've been fortunate enough to have great friends & family keeping me company on Gmail and Skype, while I keep them from doing silly things like working or enjoying their youth outdoors instead of staring at my unkept hair and protruding collarbones onscreen. But then again, I have the pleasure of seeing them in their undergarments *cough cough Anthony cough*. I've also downloaded a few movies to watch to pass the time if necessary, Memento, Leon and A Clockwork Orange just to name a few.
I had a hard time sleeping last night and found myself awake and feeling refreshed at 6 AM. I wish this was the case when I used to work at the UCONN Recreational Facility and had to be up at this horrific hour. I felt inspired to write so I continued working on my book about long distance relationships and I think I can get through the first chapter by today (Marjorie, expect an email with an attachment from me by the end of this weekend, also with the poetry you requested!). After a bit of that, I decided it was time to pay back our neighbors for the loud, obnoxious music they've been blasting and the way they've been trodding above us like horses, by practicing piano (really just banging on the keys) and screeching like a wild banshee singing.
Following that, I brushed up on my I-talian so I can impress Mic when he gets back. Sono intelligente e un assaggio ti dice che le olive sono maturate di fronte ad una cattedrale. I think he'll be impressed, as I'm sure you all are.
I'm updating my brother Matt & Mama on my life via Skype now, and after that I'm going to get my Martha Stewart on by clearing out the mess that is our garden in preparation for the upcoming warm season. It'll be relaxing to do some writing in the sun and Mic has been completely supportive of me becoming an artist (Madrid's Thyssen Museum touched my soul) so I'd like to buy an easel and frolick in paint on the weekends. My sister Damaly, is actually very talented in this department and I think it may be in our genes (tell me is there anymore room for me, in those jeans..)
By then my favorite Dutchie Lizzy will be here to wreak havoc on my life! Sidenote: Mic just called me to rub in the fact that he's laying on a beach in Sicily right now in 80 degree weather *#*&$&^$&!!!! Come on Spring, come on SUMMER!
Ciao for now, ciglia sul volto di asini!
A few hours later..
Mic just sent me something that made my life.. Seriously though, TIP OVER and CAPSIZE?
