ze nnews im mbrief
-> I have a cold, I have a sore throat, I have a headache, I have dry lips, I have a red nose, I have red eyes and they are running. I have a dribbling mouth. I have a lot of toilet paper and the waste paper basket is by my side. I empty it every 4 hours. The content will be good fertilizer for the garden.
-> I don’t have fever. I don’t have cramps. I don’t have stomachache. I don’t have diarrhoea. I don’t have bird flu.
-> I don’t have malaria. I don’t have two red hot iron bars in my nostrils (I’ve checked it in the mirror).
ozer mnews im mbrief
-> I can write & I can think too -very hard, slowly and exclusively about my nose, but I can think.
-> I can’t smoke. I can’t have coffee. I can’t eat. I can’t remember what french fries (Ikarian style -my favorite) taste like.
here iz zome mbore mnews
-> I delivered the final draft of something and it was well received.
-> I went out to see a piece of land (a cliff actually). I liked that piece of land.
-> I met the man with the earth mover (bulldozer) who is going to make a road to the land I liked.
He is going to destroy at least half of the beauty of that land (not to mention that the road will be very risky and probably slide down and disappear altogether), however the price of the land will rise because it will be ‘accesible’ then.
-> In spite everything I liked that man!?!
These 4 factors combined together undermined and weakened my (overloaded) system, so I caught a virus (as it usually happens with me) and now I’m running on «safety mode» tzzz krk krk bzizk apstchou !…
+ zome goodz mnews
-> today waz ze firzt day of zpring. «Earini Isimeria» = equal day-equal night. Εαρινή Ισημερία.
-> many ozers too, not only me, are ill, the zame az me.
-> I got rid of the idea that I am harming the tourism of Ikaria with my pictures in Flickr.
-> Someone is coming tonight to rub my back with warm alcohol. I will be allowed (and I’ll allow myself) to groan, sigh & moan during the process. I’ll be allowed (and allow myself) to be ill.
more zome other day
iz enybody interezted in reading ze story ov my life?
I feel like writing ze story ov my life rightz now. Or maybe it’z becauze I’m ill.
I’ll thimk amboud it ndomorrow.
P.S. did you know? I was going to post that photo of the sea here anyway but then as I opened my blog I saw the last of Jimmy P’s comments. I dedicate this photo to him. No one should deprive anyone of such a view of the sea. It must remain public.
Grazie 1000 per la dedica, sono onorato.
Wednesday March 22, 2006 – 01:41am (CET)
Get well soon, El! It’s difficult to read the blog when you type with a stuffy nose 😉
Telling your life story, eh? That sounds like it has a bit more soul-stealing potential than a photograph to me.
Tuesday March 21, 2006 – 10:22pm (EST)
The sea is endless, life is not, that’s what it means.
Tuesday March 21, 2006 – 07:39pm (PST)
Είμαι γκι εγκώ γκρυωμένος γκαι η μπύντη μου είναι μπουλωμμένη.
We look forward for spring and here’s what we get… hahaha
Wednesday March 22, 2006 – 01:04pm (EET)
There is terrific tempest of the equinox blowing right now right here. I won’t go out to take pictures. I’m staying in drinking tsipouro (like ‘grapa’ hey Jimmy?) in warm water with honey. Good medicine… Felicia, my cat, sings me her songs. She is pregnant.
Thursday March 23, 2006 – 03:49am (PST)
iv it heppns agen, edd sam sinnamon barrk & a fiu cloves 2 ze hottt tsipouromelo… «u uil rimembrr mi» 😛
Wednesday May 13, 2009 – 10:03pm (EEST)
copied that 😌 tanx
Wednesday May 13, 2009 – 12:38pm (PDT)