SHEILA and the City ;-)

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My left hand (ever read "my left foot"?)

1a) Boohoo! -> no tickets for Rammstein for me and my rammstein-babe-friends :-(
1b) Yihaa! -> got tickets for Nick Cave (got 4, geez, frigging shitload of money, hope A, A and D will pay SOON), plus got tickets for Magnapop (only 2).

MAGNAPOP: 22 september 2004, Paradiso
Upstairs: 10pm
Euro: 9,-

Better take it easy, gonna go and see Interpol day after @ Melkweg (Milky Way tonite...lalalaaaa).

2a) Boohoo! -> Latte Guy's about to leave the country again, another 2 weeks
2b) Yihaa! -> got to see him quite a bit this week :-)))))))

Mood: bubbly... ;-)

posted by Sheila Saturday, August 28, 2004
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Enjoy the Silence?

Yeah, Sheila in da Houzzz. Just to say I'm tryin' to give my arm a week's rest. Kind of frustrating, coz I wanna write, write! But even typing this (after not having typed a thing since... Well... Thursday?) already irritates this muscle in my right arm. AAGH.

So here's a farewell... for now... And could someone please stop them bloody houses being build, blocking my view?? BOOHOO!

Righty, got to continue throwing stuff out. An impossible job to finish, but eh, someone's gotta do it, right? ;-)

posted by Sheila Monday, August 23, 2004
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Run, run, run, run, run! (Take a drag or two?)

Ow… I’m in such a bad mood today… I woke up: Talking Heads (We’re on the road to nowhere…) So many memories! Ugh. Even though it IS the Talking Heads, I hit the snooze button. Nine minutes later: Moby. Ouch. This brings back memories as well. Not because of the lyrics though! Those aren't too happy either btw:

In my dreams I'm dying all the time
As I wake its kaleidoscopic mind
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to lie
So this is goodbye
This is goodbye

Tell the truth you never wanted me
Tell me

In my dreams I'm jealous all the time
As I wake I'm going out of my mind
Going out of my mind

Anyway. It’s like everything and everyone’s screaming: GO AWAY! (Go hither??) Kiwi P. even sent me an e-mail asking me “maybe you’re in the wrong country?” Maybe I should. Go away, that is. Maybe I shouldn’t. A few more weeks, and I’m gonna buy a ticket. First for october. Then at some day, back to NZ.

Sunday I’m going to Ajax. Hey… Ho…. That should be fun. Memories also, but those I can handle ;-)

Hear, hear! I think it’s about time I got some coffee…

posted by Sheila Wednesday, August 18, 2004
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Music while you're working

For me, one of the cd's I can listen to and work at the same time, is Blue Note Trip (Sunrise)... One song does distract me now though. Just a little. Ugh...

(Copy paste some lyrics site:)

Strollin’ in the park, watching winter turn to spring
Walkin’ in the dark, seein’ lovers do their thing
That’s the time I feel like making love to you
That’s the time I feel like making dreams come true
Oh baby

When you talk to me, when you’re moanin’ sweet and low
When you touch my hand and my feelin’s start to show
That’s the time I feel like making love to you
That’s the time I feel like making dreams come true

In a restaurant, holdin’ hands by candlelight
When I'm touchin’ you wanting you with all my might
That’s the time I feel like making love to you
That’s the time I feel like making dreams come true

Strollin' in the park, walking in the dark
That's the time I feel like making love
When you talk to me, when you're touching me
Making my dreams come true

Strollin' in the park, walking in the dark
That's the time I feel like making love
When I talk to you, when I'm touching you
Making my dreams come true

I think it's originally a George Benson, but I'm hearing it "crooned" by Marlena Shaw. Geez, once again it's all about sex on this blog. "The girl can't help it" - ain't that a movie? ;-)

Talking of movies - thx to G2 (there are two G's, G2 is the one without a blog) I went to Pluk de Nacht yez to see Cinemania. Felt like a good opp to send my first texting mssg to Tigra ever. And she texted me back immediately :-) If you've not seen the movie (documentary) - go and see it (prob too late to see it at Stenen Hoofd = location Pluk). I've been LOLling quite a few times (laughing out loud, you morons!) (I do respect and love my readers btw).

OH GOSH, get back to your translation woman! But.. Er... I feel like making love... Pfew....

mood: in lust

posted by Sheila Monday, August 16, 2004
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Theory

Being single is something you're only after going solo for more than a year. The first year doesn't count. You're practically still breathing the other's breath. Okay, that's (tG!) complete bollocks. What I meant to say is: you're someone coming out of a relationship. It's a new situation, it's fresh, recent, and you're in a strange frame of mind.

Being single is not a matter of transition, it's a state of being. The first year you're either becoming a single, or bumping into a next Sigot. My friend I. and my ex (on this blog aka prevSig) were never single, they were in a transitional phase, and bumped into their new beloved ones before entering the World of Singles. After a year of going solo, you realise it's not something happening, it's something that IS. (Am I getting too philosophical here?)

Year two of my singlehood I definitely enjoyed. Flirting, dating, the whole "freedom"-bit... Wow! Something that becomes 'normal' during the third year, it's nothing new anymore. It simply IS. You've explored what's there to explore, in each and every field possible. That's when you start wondering what you would like for yourself. Some might come to the conclusion they consider singlehood the best (for a while I thought that was the realisation I was heading to), some might have hormones pouring out, desperately wanting to be a dad or mum (tG I've not walked in those Blahniks).

There are perhaps a few more options, or conclusions. Mine is slowly getting to me. And for someone doing things on her own, who'd rather go on a solo trip away than going with a friend, it does come a bit as a surprise. Sure, looking back it might have been obvious (it's funny how things are always soooo v. obvious for people surrounding you, no matter what the outcome, no matter what the ordeal, no matter what specific kind of relation they have with you, friendhip, family, acquaintance, colleague). It's always easy; hindsight and all that. (My ex father-in-'living-together-law' used to say: looking back shows you a monkey's arse).

Anyway. I think (not sure yet) I'm heading towards this revelation: I wanna be part of a healthy relationship. Inspire each other, taking care of one another, making the other laugh, take the other to perks and hights they never considered possible, building something together (doesn't that last detail makes you wanna puke??? It does!). By the by; having kids is not necessarily part of that deal, although I must admit I've noticed some changes in my body lately (scary how biology tends to take over, ew!).

The thing is - once you know what you want, other things tend to be... not enough. The mo you realise what you want (I fear that mo is practically on my doorstep), you instantly create this stretch of land in your mind, this instant gap created for the sole purpose of tending to that need. Then what? I wonder how to deal with that. Healthy Relationships are not something you get at Walmart, the Warehouse ("where everyone gets a bargain!") or Waterloo Square (= flea market). I think I'd need other distractions (remember the "not enough" bit). So adding it all up, I once again wonder - should I try and find work abroad?

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Anyway, these were just some thoughts. One of those days. I just remember having a b-day party in the park this afternoon (it's 6.20pm now). Well, well, well... Good on ya, Sheila! Sorry, A. :-( Dunno how that slipped my mind.

Had a great eve yez with prevSig. I started out on my own having two latte's, two glasses of water and a cigar at De Zwart, reading EW, watching the world go by in between. Walked to ABD, where I met up with prevSig in the basement (fiction) at 5.15pm. We both got the new Preston/Child book. Then upstairs, 2nd floor, I got a Gaiman book. Or so I thought. Bugger, it's only a bunch of stories inspired by one of his graphic novel characters, shite (er, no, Sandman to be precise) (v. funny) (not).

Got prevSig a book as a gift, dunno, maybe coz he helped me out with the frigging fridge. Onwards to this place at the Spui we both hadn't been before, they had happy hour though. 4 beers. 6 euro. Cool. Then to this fusion thing at Zeedijk - couldn't stop thinking about taking Latte Guy there, how much fun it would be - I'm such a bore!! The food was great, the staff relaxed and friendly, sorry, I just really would like to take LG there. Boring as it is. So what!

Wanted to go for coffee at Verhoef, but their machine was kaputt, so we went across the street to the Roode Laars (red boot). Both a cappuccino. We walked to Nieuwmarkt, he got on the metro (or so I presume ;-) and I walked back to Spui, to get my bike. It wasn't raining cats and dogs at that time (9.30pm). It was raining er... let's see... tigers and elephants. I mean, come on, it was tropical! TG the wind was still warm, so even though I was soaked pretty much to the bone, it wasn't cold at all.

In between ABD and happy hour, I picked up some photos at HEMA. Pics of dinner with my uni-friends (all gals), pics of Gay Pride, etc. Also... Two of Latte Guy... (I'm not even trying to pretend I don't have a crush, now am I?) ("Sad woman, take it slow..." - are those Guns'n'Roses lyrics coming to mind??? Geez, get away from the screen NOW you moron!) (That would be me.) (I am so not funny, it hurts.)

Well, didn't I get you gals and guys sleepy?? ZZzzz... :-) I'm considering having Pringles (salt and vinegar) for dinner. Maybe get to watch Amelie on dvd (it's not mine, it's Gert's! Using a full name here, since G. usually is short for the GGA).

ANYWAY, getting this philosophical shite off my chest was pleasant as ever. Funny, once you've finished writing about it, it's kind of like flushing the toilet. Gone. At least for now, it is.

One Q remains unanswered. What country will get the honours of distracting me? ;-)

mood: weird yet not unpleasant (v. zen)

posted by Sheila Saturday, August 14, 2004
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All work and no play?

No, it's not that bad! Although I've been working long hours on thursdays. Last thursday: 8 am train to work, 8 pm train back. Yez: 8am train to work, 9.30pm train back. Didn't get home until 10.30! Geez. Only way I can manage 11 or 13 hours at the office, is by going to the gym for an hour around 5/5.30pm. Usually I'm back within the hour, yez it took me about 10 min longer.

Anyway, I finished what I had to do, so I could stay here in Asd City today. Hurray! Thought I got up at 8 this morning (v. proud), realised it was 9 after I took the garbage out. Oh well. And now it's 10 to 10. My cat is sleeping next to my right arm, instead of on top of it. Hopefully he'll remember this 'position', coz it feels real nice, his warm body next to me.

Now I'm gonna take a shower (lately I don't until after I've done some work), get some breakslow and coffee. Then I'm gonna work I think, coz it's cloudy, so it's a perfect day for translating.

Yez we had this brainstorm I had organised, our new colleague helped me making lists and writing e-mails. During the brainstorm I was "in charge". My superior sent us an e-mail afterwards: "well done ladies, good organisation, very good leadership (Sheila!), very worthwile, my compliments". Now, that feels good :-)

I've got a headache now, hence my change in schedule. Join me in the shower, for together it's sooooooooo nice. Nah, fuhgeddaboudit. The one I'd like to drag with me is not even remotely close (how many kilometers to the South of Europe?).

Feel like saying 'sleep tight', I guess that about says it all... Almost ten! Oops! Ciao-y...

posted by Sheila Friday, August 13, 2004
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We are going on a… summer holiday…

Ow…! I’m at the office, fighting to keep my eyes open! I’m so sleepy, you wouldn’t believe! Don’t know why though – or is it coz I got two nights of deep sleep?

My thoughts are escaping to camp grounds… Me and Latte Guy, in a tent… Lying on our belly’s, our body’s inside, our head and arms resting on a blanket or grass, sniffing fresh air, enjoying the view (the outside!), reading a book or Entertainment Weekly, fresh coffee within our reach, our hands and lips wandering whenever we feel like it.

Yes. That’s how it should be. Oh well, dream on. For dreams are to be enjoyed! And so I do, I do, I do. I do enjoy these day dreams. And who knows, maybe, one day? That would be awesome, but I’m not even thinking that far ahead yet. For now, these dreams are fun enough. Althoug I could do with some major hugging right now ;-)

mood: sleepy

posted by Sheila Wednesday, August 11, 2004
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Knock, knock

Still here, yet not in the mood to write. Which does NOT mean I'm a foul mood or whatever. I'm actually doing quite okay, hey-hey, wadyano (v. short for - oh, bollocks, you get it).

Two more days @ the off. Actually, work was quite okay today. Fun, plus got to do a satisfying shitload of work. Also gym was a okay (not as busy). Nice extra: lost weight again, I'm starting to find it funny - in a 'hey this is fun' way, not the 'this is creeping me out'-way. Stop eating Pringles, bonbonbloc and your weekly pizza and off you go. Off IT goes!

When is my plane leaving though? Come on Basiq, throw in some cheap seats towards Andalucia! Adults: 1, Children: 0. And a backpack, thx v. much. Any good hostels there? What's the weather like in Andalucian October?! Beware, I might start looking forward to it!

Geez. It won't be long after that and it's bloody bleedin' x-mas again. Lo and off I go. Fuckin' holidays.
Ugh!

But first things first. August for example. Plage. Pluk de Nacht. Zoppo playing @ Occi August 29th. And still summer!

Sleep tight, meet ya on cloud...

posted by Sheila Tuesday, August 10, 2004
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Movie Tonight @ Stenen Hoofd, Asd / between 9 and 10pm: Time Code Mike Figgis UK 2002

Enlighten me, oh enlightened one - is this a must see? Anyways... Pluk de nacht! Copy paste:

Time Code Mike Figgis UK 2002
Salma Hayek, Jeanne Tripplehorn, Saffron Burrows, Stellan Skarsgard, Holly Hunter, Kyle MacLachlan

Mike Figgis: 'Met Timecode reisde ik naar een gebied dat nog niet in kaart is gebracht. Ik weet nog altijd niet precies waar ik zal belanden, maar ik weet wel dat het me wakker houdt en dat ik nog nooit zo opgewonden was door film als nu.' Als de credits geen editor vermelden, dan is dat mede omdat de kijker impliciet wordt aangemoedigd om die rol zelf te vervullen: een spel van concentratie op bepaalde verhaallijnen en personages en het wegdenken van anderen. Tijdens de voorbereiding van Time Code heeft Figgis, een enthousiast muzikant, zijn film met een partituur gecomponeerd, alsof hij een vioolkwartet creëerde. De vier digitale videocamera's (bediend door Figgis, James O'Keeffe, Tony Cucchiari en Patrick Alexander Stewart) werden allemaal tegelijk geactiveerd en liepen op een elektronische tijdcode. Figgis is een vrij zeldzaam voorbeeld van een erkende filmmaker die meer van risico's houdt dan van winst maken. De durf en de ambitie die hem er momenteel toe aanzetten om de mogelijkheden van de audiovisuele technologie uit te buiten, zijn zonder meer bewonderenswaardig.

posted by Sheila Friday, August 06, 2004
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PS - A+

Ever heard about a certain company called PMS Care (c), working together with the Rent-a-Sig Foundation TM? They truly know their business. But what can I say - don't kiss and tell, right? I ain't no Beckham's Babe! I'm one very lucky sheila though, bumping into their CEO :-)

posted by Sheila Thursday, August 05, 2004
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TV

At the mo there are only two things on tv I I turn it on for: Everwood (OC's not too bad if you've got nothing else to do, and you're hangin' about waitin' for Ephram and his mates) and Cuttin' it. The first is for your weekly dose of melancholy (gives you that weird sad feeling like Ally used to). The second one does remind me of Cold Feet indeed (media do compare these two as well, hence the 'indeed'). Anyone else following Cuttin' it? Man, that Finn's a bastard, ugh! Unfortunately I've read the upcoming episodes in VARA tv-guide - there's no withholding spoilers in that tv-mag, boy do they spill the beans! Cooked and served, on a silver platter. Anyway... It's been midnight... I've got a promise to keep. Did a work out for 20 mins yez, will continue the good work. Btw, only a few more pages and I'm thru all EW's! What to do, what to do... ;-)

Buggery bugger, past midnight. Hm... I know in whose imaginary cloudy arms I'll float tonight. Sometimes havin' a crush ain't all that bad.

mood: sleepy

posted by Sheila Thursday, August 05, 2004
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Rent-a-Sig

Wanna go to Asd Plage with a Rent-a-Sig. Demands: taller than me (at least 1.80!), short hair (don't like pigtails), no belly, cuddly, fresh breath, into coffee and reading. Must be available: this afternoon, 4ish-7ish (any time slot within 4-8'll do). Minimum hrs: 2. Preferably: 3. Could I dial 0800-RENTASIG? Thx!

YES, I know I can meet up with a friend there (done that - friday), or on my own (been there - yez). Now it's time to enter Cuddly Zone. Sun, Beach, and Lurrrrrrve... If you gotta pay, you gotta pay! Not having a garden or balcony is a pretty darn expenisive hobby anyways (a latte at Plage is 2 euro's, a pee 40 cnts). So while the wallet is open, let the money flow. Until you hit rock bottom. Ouch!

Good news though! Pluk de Nacht will be back! Another perfect opp to dial 0800-etc. And your friends! Cya then and there, I.? Would be cool! :-)

PS V. cute Rentals are v. welcome any night this week. Please tune in to my schedule, and we'll have a relaxed, lazy eve.

mood = procrastinating

posted by Sheila Monday, August 02, 2004
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BTW

Comicgrl is back! So I figured: about time to update my links (on the right).

Link Lost: Junkiebikes.com - I tried it just now, is it offline??
Link Found: Comicgrl - Yet another BlogBabe! (We're all babezz in our own little universe.)

Have fun.

Mood: still quiet ;-)

posted by Sheila Monday, August 02, 2004
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OMG!

GGA. I think I might've experienced my first PMS attack ever. I cried myself to sleep last night (huge plus: slept like a log!), and this morning, on the phone, at one point, tears were running down my cheeks. Just like that. What is happening here?! At age 31 I'm turning into a GIRL (woman, ew!) and it scares the shit out of me! I.e., I find it creepy. Not terrifying. Let's see... "Nip & Tuck go Psycho" (er, psychiatric). Or: "Dude, where's my Shrink?"

Just 2b sure: NO hidden message to people w/certain nicknames, just - and only - quoting a film title here!

Come to think of it, maybe I was just being tired. Oh, what the F. Who cares.
And another j2bs: I do NOT think of women in their thirties as girls. Just so you know.

posted by Sheila Monday, August 02, 2004
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ZZZzzz

Still here... Still around...
I'll be back!

posted by Sheila Sunday, August 01, 2004
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