enjoy creative chaos, love and spiced wine. watch the sun fade away. explore your dark side and embrace it. after all, who needs the light when the sky is so full of stars?

i saw it because sister insisted we do but in the end she had to get ready for the night out so i watched it on my own. long story short: the heroine is a cow. she divorced her husband for no apparent reason then she travels the world stuffing her face in italy (see previous entries about me and food) and then in bali she meets mr. unicorn. because this man is just as real as that. honestly, now. he is divorced, takes care of his children (that's worth 1 billion points. good parenting skills in a man are so rare. heck, men who want to be fathers are incredibly rare), has a business of his own and ... teehee TELLS HER HE LOVES HER IN, LIKE 2 WEEKS, AFTER THEY MET. AND THAT HE WANTS A FUTURE WITH HER. and before that, he invited her on a 2 days trip to a romantic balinese island. you'd expect our heroine to be doing victory laps around the beach ( i would) and jump on that stupid boat. but, because she is a cow she makes a scene and i wanted to reach through the screen and pimp slap her. because, quick recap:
mr unicorn has good parental skills
mr unicorn is available, reliable, sweet and shows no signs of craziness. also, he is smart, since he traveled the world.
mr unicorn knows what he wants. that is you, stupid cow. he is not afraid of commitment
mr unicorn just asked you to go on a romantic trip to an indonesian island so that you can talk about your future together
and, the icing on the cake. after she mulls it over a few days, it kinda dawns on her that he is the right one and leaves him a note "meet me at the pier". i mean, what was she afraid of? honey, that's the best you get. they meet on the pier. unfortunately, no meteor drops from the sky on her head and no shark emerges from the water and eats her. they hold hands, because he is an unicorn and he luffs her MOAR BETTER THAN EDWARD CULLEN LUFFS BELLA.
fin

i've been sitting on a hypothetical fence most of my life. usually, i act as the person who gets along with everyone (okay, not quite everyone, but most of people i come in contact with) because
a. i like people in general and getting along with humans is in my genes. i believe in cooperation, being nice and civil to others. yeah, i'm weird like that.
b. you catch far more bees with honey than with vinegar. i am more than willing to meet you halfway and make compromises because in the long run it pays off. BUT
don't ask me to take sides. especially in a personal war with subjective perspectives. i refuse to do that. most of the time i've heard both sides, all the arguments, and it sums up to "i don't like what's his/her face". well, guess what? that is your problem, not mine. you're free not to like someone just as the other person is free not to like you back, just don't ask me not to like the other because you do not like her/him yourself. i am effin' switzerland, neutral territory, complete with secrecy of the banks. fin.

some of the following are true. some less so.but they're lolarious
Libra females value reciprocity, good manners, and they really, truly expect you to read their minds. Read that last sentence over again. They really, truly expect you to read their minds. If you can’t read her mind, she will think you are not her true love.
Libra will expect strict observance of all major holidays with special emphasis on Valentine’s Day and her birthday.  She will prefer a PUBLIC display  of your affections in strict romantic code,  even a little more lavish than you should, such as a dozen red roses sent to her office, not her home, so all her friends know you fawn over her, I mean, care.(oh shut up, like you don't want someone fawning all over you)
Your Libra woman is like the goddess Athena, who reigns over just wars, the wars that must be fought.  Does this like sound somebody who needs to be lifted up anywhere?
Issues pile up as the months go by and there can be a horrendous face-off when Libra finally decides to even the score.  (Libra is the consummate score-keeper.)
 She will withhold her displeasure when you fail to read her mind but it goes on the scoreboard under “Strikes Left”.  When you strike out for the last time, which is some arbitrary, made up rule she has, she will then sandbag or ”unload” on you out of nowhere with invectives and diatribes because 1>you didn’t do this and >2 you didn’t do that  >3 and another thing ….  That’s when you find out what a good scorekeeper she is.  This will be the first time you’ve heard of your sins of omission so you’re caught completely off guard.  Now you also know how good she is at 1> setting you up, 2> keeping you in the dark and 3> unloading with both barrels.

in my humble opinion has nothing to do with how high the heels are, how expensive her outfit is or even how old she is. a diva is divine in a sackcloth because she has the spark - intelligence, charm, she likes herself and she likes others. a diva knows to have fun and she's not snotty or bitchy.
which is why the "next diva" show i am watching right now should put more emphasis on these girls' brains (they exhibit an appalling lack of gray matter) and attitude than looks.

i had so many thoughts in my head these days, like a never ending buzz, but still am in good spirits.
first things first: Restless has a trailer.



coming out in january. i totally love it already because that's what a love movie is supposed to look like. and it will very probably end in tragedy so, TWINKIES!
also, i started taking vitamins and minerals and hopefully it will help. like, in general. not that i smoke like a chimney...
why did other persons expect me to feel different now that i'm 30? this puzzles me so much.on a related note: i actually don't care. you know, from my experience, people, as a rule, rarely, if ever, reach consensus on stuff. and their opinions are VERY biased and subjective. this is why i don't care.
sean bean will save my life one day, hopefully. he will, however, die in games of thrones because wikipedia says so. see, this is not fun. aragorn got to live 200 and poor sean is doomed every effin time he gets a part in a fantasy movie.
the end now, i'm off reading other blogs

look, i do understand that it's somehow important, since it is a marker of health  and civilization (honestly now, bad teeth, unkempt hair, bad nails is a no no) but i certainly do not agree to see it as something that defines you as a person. especially if you are a woman.

so i'm like 30 today. 30 and flirty and thriving

in theory, i know it's bad superbad and very likely killative (and it's not even pretty) buuuuuuuuuuuut.. quitting is not an option right now. i mean, really. i smoke because i am stressed. this is why i started in the first place - stressful situation, guy from hell nearly ripped my beating heart from my chest so i puffed an entire pack in one evening (guess what? he was an aries and my sister from the future should have warned me about this). and it made me feel slightly better. so quitting means everything has to be so peaceful and perfect around me. because previous attempts at quitting turned me into a lilith on crack. so yeah

honestly now. "At 32 years old, Elizabeth Gilbert was educated and had a home, a husband, and a successful career as a writer. However, she was unhappy in her marriage and often spent the night crying on her bathroom floor. In the midst of an affair, she separated from her husband and initiated a divorce, which he contested. The affair continued for some time but did not work out, leaving her devastated and alone. While writing an article on yoga vacations in Bali, she met a ninth-generation medicine man who told her she would come back and study with him. After finalizing her difficult divorce, she spent the next year traveling. She spent four months in Italy, eating and enjoying life (Eat). She spent four months in India, finding her spirituality (Pray). She ended the year in Bali, Indonesia, looking for "balance" of the two and found love (Love) in the form of a dashing Brazilian factory owner" excuse me while i go barf a little.
aside the fact that she's a kataka in love with food, which i do not understand (really now, i am libra. i pretend to like eating because it seems sensual. but i would not mind eating pretzels for the rest of my life if that would not lead to severe health problems. i do not understand the concept of finding comfort in food either since when i am stressed i just smoke like a chimney and not eat) what the actual fuck. *trying hard to prioritize what is wrong in the whole story. obviously she has enough money to travel the world and i'd really like that although i'd probably end up spending the year on a tropical beach drinking cocktails all day and whining. but are we really supposed to believe that she finds love " in the form of a dashing Brazilian factory owner"? i know katakas have a thing for idealizing lovers but this is not healthy. Dashing factory owners do not exist or if they do there are so many things wrong with them you'll feel like running for the hills after a very short while. and let me guess. it was probably love at first sight but she said no and he insisted and he also understands her.
which is why i like better stories about strong killative men which end in tragedy. or maybe i am totally insane and just have a thing for tragedies.
in other news: weather is v v v v bad - stormy, gray and chilly but somehow it reminds me of a norse saga, which is not that bad. i was watching the sea the other day from the 14th floor where i work (great view) and there were big dark waves and somehow expected to see a viking ship landing.

and yes, that was a good movie, period. indeed valhalla rising takes stuff from it. no, black death looks nothing like it. i know it was a good movie because it stayed with me.
also, it has a shakespeare touch - maybe the tragedy of it all? a madman in lust with power drags everyone to certain death. it also has some apocalyptic overtones and that helps.
on other news: OBH just sort-of-sexed cupcakes. it was really lolarious in that he had undepants on - srsly people, a sheet would have been much much more convenient. or fade to black. or close-ups of the faces and maybe torsos ANYTHING but those underpants!! just brought his sexy down a notch as in hey baby can i sex you with my briefs on? EVEN TWILIGHT DID IT BETTER. oh, yeah, and she's leaving to his emirate and her family is freaking out.
sister-fish asked what would i do if she did the same. i would chain her up to a wall while a do a thorough investigation then we can discuss things.

cupcakes ends up in jail because he got into a fight with OBH's ex? boyfriend. and then there's a lolarious scene where one of the ex's friends' dad comes to bail them out. and OBH waited for cupcakes all night long in front of the police station (does that happen for real here?) and they embrace and my counterpart in the series (cupcake's assistant and wannabe love interest) embraces cupcakes too. you know, i so admire this woman's dedication to her love interest. in real life, she, not OBH, would have gotten cupcakes because libra women have a special trait of closing on love interest like starving hyenas on an agonizing pray. that is, he doesn't stand a chance because we try so hard to be the perfect mate. but this is not real life so whatever.
now i'm off to see aguirre.

saw both valhalla rising and black death last evening. valhalla rising is nothing the trailer promises. the action scenes in the trailer? oh, that's about all the action scenes we get. then there's a lot of wandering around, beautiful landscapes, vikings getting to north america instead of jerusalem because the navigation system was not very reliable back then. also mads mikkelsen is silent, strong and killative and totally an odin figure because, you know, ONE-EYE!! has premonitions! gets killed in a sacrificial way, although somehow i expected him to be hanged and stabbed by a spear, not smushed to death by natives! however, the chapter names were somewhat annoying.
black death, on the other hand features a strong, killative and definitely less silent sean bean who hunts witches during the black death. the plot borrows from the wicker man heavily buuuuuuuut critics seem to think is more of an aguirre tribute, just like valhalla rising which means i must see aguirre now. which features a strong killative and crazy klaus kinski. i see a pattern emerging here.

i know it's here because i started wearing socks indoors. yeah, not fun.
but anyway, i finished the sexy fairy princess dress!! which has ruffles!! lots of them!!! and it's an off-white/beige-ish chiffon and it's really pretty! go me!!!well, except that i have to wash it and very likely iron it afterwards and i am not entirely sure how that will work out.
in other news: less than 2 weeks to the moment i'll turn 30! grown-up status: unsatisfactory by common standards. buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut... saturn thinks i am doing a good job. i know it is thinking that. all that hard work was not for nothing. so: go me, again.