It wasn't nice to have a pink night without (e:robin) but I guess we need to get used to it for a while. Say hi to Kiah...
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08/04/2005 20:11 #33781
Robin COME BACK...08/04/2005 11:03 #33780
elmwood stripI moved to my new apartment today. It was a real mess. I had to clean the place with tons of detergents and other stuff, and -although i wore plastic gloves- my hands hurt now. I cannot believe how dirty the previous tenants were. You wouldn't believe too if you did see the place.
Now everything is settled. Now, I am literally living on Elmwood Strip. (the end of the strip or is it the beginning of it?) Allen crossing Elmwood. Whatever. I am tired. So so tired.
Now everything is settled. Now, I am literally living on Elmwood Strip. (the end of the strip or is it the beginning of it?) Allen crossing Elmwood. Whatever. I am tired. So so tired.
06/13/2005 18:41 #33779
Basic Sailing LanguageIf I have a boat crash, I'll be able to tell my name. How fantastic!
What happened to my dog made me think about my disappearance performance again. This guy called Bas Jan Ader did a performance once, called "In Search of the Miraculous." He got on his boat and never came back.
He once said "The sea, the land, the artist has with great sadness known they too will be no more."
What does it mean for me? "I am just too sad to tell you."
06/12/2005 23:59 #33778
carrots were his favourite
My dad is trying to make him say something to me on the phone! Perhaps, he is just saying "leave me alone, I want to sleep!" but I hear it as a "hey Arzu I missed you too"...
Yeah, he wasn't the most well behaved dog in the world; he was especially bad to my boyfriends - even Orkan - ... He ate most of our shoes, all of my mom's lipsticks, whatever we accidentally left in our plates but after all when he laid down and opened his tummy, we always ended up patting him instead of punishing.
06/12/2005 23:01 #33777
Goodbye my best friend...He was the best friend a person could ever ask for... We knew each other since 1987... I still remember the day we brought him to our house; he was so tiny, so sweet, so black... I loved him so much. I can do anything now just to make him run towards me one more time with his ears jumping up and down.
I am so angry to myself for coming here to do some stupid art stuff, instead of staying and taking care of him in his last days, because he was always with me in my bad days, found a way to cheer me up.
Kiah drew you a picture.