when good things almost make you cry

When my mum wrote me an email last week that finn and I had a chance to get a free holiday, I almost cried. It turned out that I have an insurance that provides me with a voucher every two years. Fortunately I can use the voucher in a couple of spa hotels around Austria. For instance I can get 4 nights for one person or 2 nights for 2 - for free. So today I booked a two night-holiday for finn and me at a spa hotel in one of Austria's nicest provinces for end of december. For free. Massage included. I think I'm going to almost cry again.

food principles

finn's mum has a birthday next week so we went to the obligatory "the grandparents want to have some kind of get together, never mind if the birthday person wants to"-event at finn's parent's house yesterday. We arrived for lunch, and then at about two p.m. the grandparents arrived for coffee and cake. The blissfully unsuspecting person that I am I dug into two slices of cake and half a slice of strudel. I hadn't even barely begun to process all that food when at half past four these people put a dinner of cold cuts on the table.

WTF?

of course no one else but me was astounded by this practice. And of course I ate as well, after all there were really yummy foods. But we decided not to have any more dinner when we came home to our place, bursting at the seams we were...

More than two years, and I still don't get her family ;)

fruitless futile shit

I want some proper video editing software. I'd crack, I'd hack, I'd even bribe... I'd do anything, but unfortunately nothing runs on my machine cuz the cute little thing will only remember 512 mb. I like avid - my computer doesn't, not even AvidFreeDV. I like premiere - again: computer! I REFUSE to edit with pinnacle *ick* and everything else I've tried (free software and stuff) is either crap or not what I need... GNAAAAAAH!

so anyone willing to donate a G4 to my lousy little self - feel free to do so... gf not included cuz that would be my own money too, naturally.

speaking of money and how to deal with it in a (lesbian) relationship, I discovered quite a fun podcast that deals with that topic in extensio in its last-to-recent episode. it's long but nice. they cover other stuff too... like "toys for twats". lol

the essence of writing

thanks to the gf I came here and discovered this:

Po-em, po-em, I'm not going
to say it like that, or flit
about in faux boho clothes.
I'm not going to smoke pot or
pretend some supposedly Buddhist retreat
has enlightened me, arranged my chi,
or whatever.

May I still be a poet?

she said everything I feel about poetry. damned be I for not finding the words myself.