I just made this blog so that I could post a comment on my friend's diary.
But I guess now that I am here I might as well mention that yesterday I realised that one day I want to be one of those uber-tough bar women. You know, the bars that are dark all the time, even during the mesimeri, and with a slight nod the bouncer (a Hell's Angel type who will adore me of course) will kick out whomever I want. And when people ask for shots, I"ll just set them up in a row and run the bottle across them. And there'll be no boss there, I'll be in charge, so when it's busy I can just curl up in a corner and read. And drink.
And my mother tries to tell me that I lack ambition.
- Alexia
- I laugh, I live, I think, I write (not necessarily in that order)... padam, padam indeed, Ms. Piaf. This poetry is almost always spontaneous and almost rarely edited.