let me give thanks for the things that have been this year: the eyes i get lost in, the aries chicks, sister piranha-fish with ancient wisdom and generally for the women in my life starting with mother. also, i will thank the gemini bff and other gemini men for filling my days with sparkle and laughter, flirting for the sake of it and honoring what was, what is and what will never be, the aquarians (except for two - well, one must have rotten apples and you do shame your sign)for expanding my universe physically and mentally, for prooving that chivalry still exists and all, and the water sign men for their uncanny intuituion and caring. let me thank for stars and champagne, for the capital of the soultans, the bright and merry days and all the mad 2013. let's just hope 2014 is better! p.s.... and librans ;)

so, jason silva put it magnificently this whole existential bummer thingie

that's trufax of life... you get something nice and... it goes away. like this afternoon. which will be replaced by a brand new week of hell on wheels. i know there will be many beautiful afternoons with shopping with my sister and cooking with the guys and music and finally getting the windows functional. it's like chicken soup for my soul, being among friends. people who don't threat my balance, people who can be inspirational, who make me feel at home. i've been searching for love yet i actually enjoy friendship more. friends are reliable and comfortable. friends are there when you feel down. friends hug me and kiss me without lust... there are no games. friends actually take care of me and i take care of them and so it goes.

...and i'm off meds. which was maybe a bad idea. i don't know.
so today started with a walk with dog, then i was heading to work worrying that five would be home alone and maybe he will get bored and wreak havoc or whatever, because internet said bull terriers don't do well when left alone to their own devices blah blah. i had no idea i couldn't be more wrong.
turns out that mr. bull-terrier actually is very nice when left to his own devices buuuuuuuuuuuut... surprise! he actually unleashed hell when sister got home and he got the crazy or whatever, not letting her sit on the couch, barking and trying to dig a hole under the front door, jumping on windows and doing the spider-monkey thing. by the time i got home he was all mr. goodie-two-shoes, extremely well-behaving and submissive. and i'm like... you have got to be kidding me! seriously, dog???
then... humanitarian concert. it was a 9 hours behind-the-scenes non-stop madness.

...like, finally. i mean, it wasn't really planned and all but just like sister-fish-the-oracle said today: "i knew you would bring another pet home sooner or later".
so five (really, that's his name) it's a 2 yrs- old bull terrier which his owners sort-of wanted to kick out and a colleague (actually two) told me about it yesterday and it was st. nicholas and he was really cute in the pictures with socks and all and i'm like "yeah! dog!!! i'm taking him!!". so, this morning five moved in and it's ... a lot like having paco back. just in a different shape. he's very loving and affectionate and i sort of love him like candy. a really clean candy now, since i gave him a bath. and best thing - he's good with walks which dear departed paco was not.