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Archive for February, 2009

Paris again

Got my Goop newsletter from Gwineth this morning . Positive emotions, romance, Paris. Felt like I need to share this.

When I was ten years old, my father and I took a trip to Paris (..) On the plane back to London he asked me if I knew why we had gone, just he and I, to Paris for the weekend. I said no, but I felt so lucky for the trip. He said, “I wanted you to see Paris for the first time with a man who would always love you, no matter what.”

erwitt-eiffel-tower

Eiffel Tower by Erwitt. Magnum, of course.

 

With a heavy heart (I regret to inform you)*

I have thought about capoeira, Italy, Australia, security courses, kickboxing, England, India, getting a driver’s license, becoming a hippie and traveling around in a van, hitchhiking with no aim at all, taking up photography (serious, this time), Canada … even becoming a bloody vampire (although I have no idea how to do that), but I am sick and tired in the tenth power of all this!

Unfortunately, money and age is the issue. Mostly money, though.

*today’s song by DIOYY (see “On My Mind”)

just another upload

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talking about sushi

EDITED 7:44 PM Just realized that 8 from 228 people in my contact list have chosen photos made by me to be put in their profile. There can be two conclusions from that: 1) I love to take pictures with my friends and I am a photoholic geek 2) I am not that bad at taking pictures, at least 8 people find them beautiful enough to be associated with – that is a fortune to me.

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Yesterday I learned 4 new (for me) things:

1. How to make sushi

2. That I don’t like sushi after all

3. That I laugh about different things than others.

4.  And the other way round

You will be able to prove your truth about my lousy photo making tomorrow around this time, when Zenit’s film will be developed. In the mean time, be sure to check MKEI’s adorable daily planner, as she called it.

Oh, yes, I have found my perfect cheezcake and it is not from Dada but from Double Coffee. I don’t really care that everyone keeps on repeating that one just can’t find a normal cheezcake in Latvia. I have found mine and it is deffinetely better than any other I have tried, though I have never been in Cheezcake Factory.