the opposite

-i went to CSS, MGMT and The Futureheads last night, great gig, good new album for CSS with more guitars and rock than dancy stuff

then we went to party in Whelans with Conor, Lola, Eleanor and Adriano from CSS, we had a good night even if we ended up in Sin (=worst bar ever but free in and open really late). Adriano is a really nice guy, we talked about Brazil, his city (Sao Paulo), London and the Londoners, and gays.  he was flying to New York this morning, i don't know how he did that after what we all drank last night.

 

-yesterday i learned that my father has a lung cancer, well the doctor didn't say the word cancer because they don't have the final results so they are not allowed to say it. but he already has the catheter for the chimio...

 

so weird to have two opposite feelings coexisting at the same time

let the sun shining

it's warm (25 degrees without the wind), it's sunny (such a blue sky), it's absolutely fabulous!

is it just the beginning of summer in Ireland or are we going to have just a nice month of may and crappy summer? this question is in everyone's mind.

 

summer=

-barbecue (first one of the year was in a house in Dundrum last night: peppers, mushrooms, potatoes, sausages, cauliflower etc);

-sunburn (well not for me for the moment but i'm starting to get some kinda of tan);

-wanting to move to the seaside (i'm moving out on the 23rd of june somewhere in betwen clontarf and malahide, in a three bedroom house with garden... or giant balcony);

-dancing to mad music (going to see CSS and MGMT tonight, yay!)

living and writing

no, i did not die of exhaustion. i am still alive.

 

and so is No Is For Wimps!

 

here is the new issue with stories, photography, poetry recipe and advice: http://noisforwimps.blogspot.com 

 

and here was the last article i wrote for them:  http://noisforwimps.blogspot.com/2008/04/musical-collabor...

woohoo...

i'm working. a lot. 45 hours in three days.

ballet. amnesty international gig. opera. rock gig. club.

i'm working in three different venues on friday.

17 hours straight on friday.

i am going to be tired. really tired.

don't try to contact me on saturday day. i will be in my bed. sleeping. i hope.

then work again on saturday night. and sunday day and night.

and then... i don't know.

 

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