SHEILA and the City ;-)

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Damer

Outdoors and for free!
When: Saturday 29 may
Why: "Cultureel Festival UvA".
Where: Binnengasthuisterrein (near Crea)
Euro: 0,-
TIME: Damer @ 3.45pm
Also: Bentley Drummer, Imago

posted by Sheila Monday, May 24, 2004
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...reminder...

In Patronaat, Haarlem:

June [6] SUNDAY
Dead Moon + The Skidmarks
21:00 € 9,-

November [6] SATURDAY
NoMeansNo (USA)

posted by Sheila Monday, May 24, 2004
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Pfew

It's been 6pm (6.03 to be precise) and I've had it for now with the translating bit. I've been working pretty hard today, page 59 thru 108! All's left is 109-127. Then edit it a bit. Woah. I'm impressed, well done, Sheila, well done.

It worked quite well, it kept my mind of other things (..). I'm actually a bit surprised, I must confess, couldn't have hoped it would work out this way.

Anyway. It's six. I'm allowed to take the eve of, right. Just don't feel like cooking. Cinema? Nope. WHAT? Dunno. ("Dreams can come true..." Isn't that the one eyed woman? Why does that crappy song come to mind?) Guess I could go out and rent a vid. Naaah... Don't think so.

Life.

posted by Sheila Thursday, May 20, 2004
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Filthy/Gorgeous

Hm, those words DO belong together. Not sure if I've heard the song (hardly ever remember song titles). Does remind me of very mucho fun things, mmm....

11.26am. GOT to work today, coz I wanna do zilch tomorrow, sat and sun. Monday HAVE to work on the mag. And this Lizzie translation should be done before June. Ugh.

V. funny, went to Wallpaper Place yesterday to wrap up my letter to Bianca, and perhaps read a bit (brought 2 books, diary, texting book and that letter, I'm a mule, I'm a mule!). Got there, chose a seat in the shade, boss-who's-name-I-keep-forgetting (Sebastian??) commented on it. According to him, I wasn't that red I should keep out of the sun. So I went into the sun part. And he joined me :-) And when there finally (for him, not me) some more customers showed up, his colleague J had already joined us. So J couldn't read his papers, I couldn't do my "admin", but I loved it anyway. Went there on my own, like I pretty much always do, yet didn't spend one single minute alone.

Oh, some day I'm gonna drag Latte Guy there.
Oops.
Rewind.

Anyway... I already feel my arm, and my working day's not even begun! SHITE. My arm's my income. Both of 'm, but it's only the right one that keeps bugging me (or I keep bugging 'him', more likely). Ouch.

Alright. Had a glass of tomato juice with pepper and tabasco. Had my morning vitamins and minerals shake. Coffee is ready to be poured, it's been plungered and all. And it's 11.33. WORK, HON!

PS Before starting this post, I put the "Donald Duck Vacationbook 2000" under my screen, to "upper" it a bit. Let's see how that works... So far so good, I think...

Mmm, double latte... with my er... never mind ;-)

posted by Sheila Thursday, May 20, 2004
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Quote of the Day

"Remember - dreams remain dreams without any effective action. Uncompromisingly go for it!"

Food for thought? Hm. "Whatever." Anyway... yada yada yada. I've translated six pages. Still working though.

posted by Sheila Tuesday, May 18, 2004
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New work place pls

This kitchen table in combination with this chair, kinda sucks. Actually, kinda sucks BIG time. ("She said 'suck', haha, haha." LOL.)

Anyway, it's almost 3.30, have to get some work done!
Lizzie McGuire, here I come... ("She said..." ROFL.)

Oh sorry, I'm laughing like I'm still in highschool. Well, no, back doing my bachelor's, when we used to watch B&B regularly. That was fun :-) Memory Lanes aren't always that bad ;-)

posted by Sheila Tuesday, May 18, 2004
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Solbakken

So sleepy now...
So... sleepy now...

Did anyone go and see Blonde Redhead? Would've love to go (if not... so... sleepy now... ;-) LOL). Anyway, tomorrow last day to wrap things up for our mag's next issue, then I can sit down and RELAX. Yeah...

Sleep tight, rugrats!

posted by Sheila Thursday, May 13, 2004
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Sleepy :-)

Worked non-stop from 8 pm until 11.45pm yesterday, never even left my desk. Didn't do everything I needed to do, it all took longer than I expected. Still managed to get the 8 o'clock train this morning, wow. Also managed to get the last three pages to our art department at 1.30pm (my cat's all over me now, having the time of his life, don't know why, but I enjoy his company :-)) So hopefully those lay-outs (the ones I should've done yesterday) will go smoothly tomorrow morning, coz I need to correct those behind a mac, and I'm not at work during the afternoon, and there are no macs available thursday. Ugh! Friday I must have corrected ALL editorial lay-outs, including the ones of the texts that I handed over today. Plus, the art babes will have to have corrected all the arty things I can't do. Deadline, eh! Always fun! RAAGH! ;-)

Back to things that truly matter :-)

Right, so after six weeks of complete silence, I bumped into Latte Guy yesterday, the one thing I was afraid of happening. Actually, I needn't have worried. It was real good to see him. A shock, yeah. But it felt good, too. The moment he walked in, I was okay. Then our eyes locked, and I started shaking. All over! Geez, don't think I've ever experienced that before. Pretty interesting how your body does respond to things, isn't it. I'm so glad he didn't ignore me; he smiled and came over to say hi. We got to talk a little after work as well, before we both went our ways (turned out we both went to sleep the very moment we got home).

I've still got LOADS and loads of feelings for this guy (yeah, that's pretty obvious, I know). It might take a loooooong time to get rid of those. What's the song again? "You can't hurry love, no[,] love don't come easy". Sure, it doesn't come easy, very true. But it also doesn't leave easy. Seems like it's hardly ever wiling to leave, once it's made its entrance. Anyway. It was real nice to talk about our feelings ("nice" not being the exact right word here). To see him again. To discuss our lives at the mo. Yeah. I was afraid seeing him would make me sad. It didn't. I'm actually feeling a bit better because of it. At the same time it got me worrying some more as well, re: a different thing concerning him, and therefor not mine to share.

Sent him an e-mail yesterday eve, just one, not to start having loads of chat sessions etc again. This afternoon he replied. I'm glad he did. So, now, back to Silence Saga. The story continues.

Shite, it's been midnight. Oh, bugger.
I should get to bed!!!

posted by Sheila Tuesday, May 11, 2004
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Ah!

It all makes sense now:

According to Archives of General Medicine, coffee drinkers have sex more frequently and enjoy it more than non-coffee drinkers.*

Figures! Now I know why I've got this thing for coffee guys like Starbucks Man (loooooooooong time ago) and Latte Guy. Woah!

Got to see Troy today, Ellen held my hand just in case I'd have to face a few more demons than Greeks alone. Ugh, you ALMOST get to see Brad in the nude. ALMOST. More spoilers will not be given. I did enjoy the movie though! I just don't really like those love stories woven into it, like with LOTR. I guess with Troy it's kind of hard to not include Helena though ;-) No more, you can go watch it yourself. Three hours!

Going up north tonight, check out my gran tomorrow morning, going back home in the afternoon, and if I'm up to it, to Marieke's b-day party. Let's hope the trains go as scheduled, ugh.

Got to see "21 grams" yesterday at Kriterion. It's a good thing we went to see a movie in a language I kind of speak, coz with two big heads bobbling in front of me, I could NOT read any the subtitles. Just imagine if it were an Italian or a Spanish movie. I would have asked for a refund.

Cancelled a v. cool freelance job yesterday. A movie book, i.e. the story of a movie I liked. I'm v. relieved I said no in the end. I would've found myself working pretty much non stop until July 12th.

Enjoy your weekend! Ilona, if you read this, hope you've had a safe flight. Have a good train ride tomorrow!

*Source.

posted by Sheila Friday, May 07, 2004
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Cool

Today I made my target (translate 20 pages) in time to go into town and get a huge pic developed of my cat. It's a Mum's Day thingy - 20x30cm or smthng like that, for 2 euro. I need those marketing thingies every now and then, to get me to do stuff I normally won't do, but would like to do anyway. It was a pretty good pic, if I may say so myself ;-) He's got this mustard/golden yellow colour, and the background is green. Real close up. V. curious what the enlargement (PENIS ENLARGEMENT, NOW 2 EURO FOR MUM'S DAY) will be like. Cool :-)

After dropping off the negs (another pic they didn't develop coz it was the last frame, so it's not altogether complete - like if I care? I want that pic!), I went for ABD, to finally go and get the book Tigra recommended. So thanks to Tigra, I've bought an awesome book today: Screenplay by Syd Field. Thx a zillion, Tigra dear!!! I've only read the first chapter so far (gosh that guy sitting next to me at Wallpaper Place, allowing me to use his pen (yessss, p-e-n!) was CUTE), half of it while enjoying a double latte (and a glass of water, d'oh) at WP's, second half at "Bhooft" while not so v. much enjoying a latte (and a glass of water plus a cigar - waiter wrinkled his nose and said "you smoke cigars?" No my mum does, so give me that thing, you shite bag! ;-) coz it was windy there and good g almighty, it was freezin'!!! Didn't they predict like what, 20' today?? Ugh, it was truly cold out there. I might end up being a girl after all, haha. ANYWAY.

Did get two other books (oops), 1st part of Dune by Frank Herbert, and, as you might expect, very handy indeed, its titel is DUNE. It's a lovely cover, reminds me of the adult print of Harry Potter. "Blackish." The other is by Neil Gaiman, I've read AMERICAN GODS (what's with the capitals today, love?) and I've got what's his face, er... right, NEVERWHERE. Don't recall reading it, I might have. Anyway, this one's called STARDUST.

Chapter 1 of Field's book, ends with homework :-D I love this book. Although I fear I'll never watch a movie with the same eyes again. Like when I'm at a musical, with this floor doing amazing things, I always find myself wondering what the technical drawing of that floor looks like. And if the kiddo's disappear backstage, I wonder what they're doing (playing Nintendo probably). I always miss out on the story, being far more interested in what it's like working on the production. Must admit I've also spoilt quite a few films for myself by thinking at crucial moments "but there's a camera person right next to you, what the fuck are you screaming for?". Oof. Bad Dobby, bad Dobby. (??)

Geez, it's almost 10pm. WHY do days fly like they do? On the other hand, it shortens the waiting. Er. Yeah, bugger, busted. Whatever.

VOICST is gonna play May 5, 3.30pm. Liberation Day. I'm gutted if (that...) I'm gonna miss it. Gerrit gave me a call to warn me and get me to come as well, he thought he'd be able to get away from work earlier (or perhaps he's not going at all). Afraid I might not be able to :-( BUGGER. Even more so, since the other day (week) I've said/written/thought "it's about time I see them play again". Hmm...

Why o why is it already ten? I wanna read Field. I'm actually (I'm really surprised coz I hated Blauwe Maandagen and chucked it without ever finishing it nor wanting to finish it ever in the future) enjoying Figuranten by Grunberg (his style in this book does remind me a lot of someone else's, can't figure out whose yet, but that's okay, am enjoying it anyway). I want to reply that mega pile of e-mails. I want to write Foon a card, and Bambi, and Pieter (got some real nice pics to send him, where are the ones I wanted to send Foon?). Hm, yeah, also had some pics I wanted to send to Julie, where are those?

I wanna play with my cat, throw some balls around, make him run, see that content look on his face when he's tired and he lets himself fall on the floor (BOING), his belly pointing fluffy in my direction, fluffy coz his hair's a bit longer there, soft as it is it's inviting me to stroke it (his belly, why does this sound so sexual all of a sudden?), but that's a no go zone, he'll get ready for another round of playing within seconds (I give up).

I wanna write down the texting mssgs I got, empty my cell's memory, for it's almost "flooding" again. I wanna write in my diary. I wanna crawl in bed and think about LG, and make up all these stories how things will work out in the end, or, when I'm getting pissed off or off track, how it won't work out and I get to yell at him (so far the Silence Saga continues, we're doing gooooood). Or I might make up stories about meeting someone cool (I've heard George Clooney's in town, LOL), who'll hunt me down coz for very understandable reasons he really wants me for his wife, but this time I'm smarter and I won't bite so they're off, tails between their legs (Clooney, Williams, etc.) and I'm still, and v. much so, A okay. Er, right. Let's not go there, kindergarten psychology stinks ;-).

I wanna have a car now, and be able to go visit my family and friends more often, and definitely way easier. My mum sent me pics of my nieces and nephew today (well, I got them today to be precise). I didn't recognize one of my nieces... I really didn't! I almost got annoyed, like -who the f did she send a pic from? And then I recognized some in her eyes (the kiddo's). Oh. My. G. It's Roosmarie. Geez, that's terrible (okay, there are definitely (deee.... nope, water under the bridge) worse things in this world, but hey, you know, let's keep things in perspective).

Thursday I'll go see 21 Grams, I've read a good review (..) and I'm gonna go with a guy. On a date. O gosh. Quite weird to discuss what movie you'll go and see, while staring at someone else's pic on your screen. How sick is that? At least I'm doing my best to move on, right. Doesn't really work, yet. Might work in the future. Should work at some point ;-)

It's a 3rd date. I do remember SatC only too well. Third date = sex date. Ha. In your dreams! Solo sex will suit me just fine for the next month or so. And the one after that. And then I might reconsider. According to Samantha and her chicks, you're revirginized after six months. Let the coundown begin.... ;-p

So... What now. I should get to bed, it takes me an hour to actually get in and turn off the light. And tomorrow's another day at the office. My colleague P got back today after filling in at another mag for a pregnant lady (mondays I work at home so tomorrow will be our first day 'together' again). Must be weird to return to your old stinkin' job after doing a job you love for five months. I truly hope the once pregnant woman will find herself another job for whatever good reason she might have, and he can go back. That would be great, I'd love for him to get that job.

Guess it's official now, I've bored you out of your skull. Well, maybe I got you sleeping, considering the time, that would not be such a bad thing now would it? Unless you're reading this whilst enjoying your first cup of coffee of the day, 9 am-ish, at work... ;-)

Good night sweethearts, well, it's time to go, lalalalaaaa... (it's a song, dillweed :-)).

Is this really Yo La Tengo I'm listening to? Hm, should check it at Brutus.

Alright. Off I go.
Geez, how come it's almost half ten now? Oops. Let's get my stuff ready for t'morrow.

posted by Sheila Monday, May 03, 2004
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Goodmorning!

My cat woke me up at nine am, by almost piercing my lower lip. Obviously I kept on (day)dreaming like I always do (unfortunately). Yet I managed to get out of bed before 10 (hurray!), listen to the 10 o'clock news on Kink (v. proud), and after half an hour, my (well not mine as such) water is finally boiling, so I can get some currrrrfee.

Hope you've all had an amazing Q'night and Q'day. I know with whom I'd like to celebrate next year ;-) Same people I celebrated it with now*, "plus one" (remember that SatC-episode?). Never mind. LG probably won't be available for a snog fest nor a lip-lock, so I'll bring my cat in 2005 (FIVE! Yikes!). He's got the apt color anyway!

Coffee! Breakfast! Yeah! :-)
10.36am

*Ilona, DC, Chris, Catherine, Erin, Andy, Jason, Alan, Claire, Mark, Katie, and for a mo Brian and Michael.

posted by Sheila Saturday, May 01, 2004
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