Shopping nightmares

Through the years I've developed a certain kind of love & hate relationship with shopping. Love part mostly refers to buying gifts for friends and family on my travels while the hate part more or less covers all the other occasions.

Especially when I know exactly what I'm looking for, which is in most of the cases. And all that because for some weird reason I don't want my clothes to be polluted with roses, butterflies, sculls, shiny and glittering shit or phrases like: "Bitch", "2 hot 4 U" or "Sexy".

So usually I would spend waste several days looking for a specific piece of clothing. What usually happens is that I:

• don't find what I'm looking for,
• find it but not in my size,
• find it but in all the wrong colors,
• find it in the right colors and size, but it looks awful on me.

Afterwards I could really use a drink, a massage or a therapist. Possibly all three.

This time I got lucky. After few attempts of trying to buy short pants, I finally got them - at men's department. The salesman didn't forget to kindly point that out several times and tried to offer me an "equivalent" female model. It was much shorter and what a surprise pink.

I'm sure they would go nicely with my tiara and baby blue high hills but somehow I found strenght to say no. After all Barbie might eventually claim her clothes back.

So I got these instead:

Friends

My social profiles tell me I got lots of friends. Lucky me. If those numbers were true I would go bankrupt every x-mas.

But who are friends anyway? I'd say someone:

• who loves and respects you and you feel the same way about them,
• you think about often even if you see eachother only every now and then,
  
• you can call for no obvious reason,
  
• who tells you to STFU when you are full of bullshit,
• who calls a cab and takes you home when you are too drunk to exist,
• who listens to you even when you don't make much sence,
• who might forget about your birthday, but will be there for you when you really need them.
  

Of course all of this goes also the other way.

So basically friends are people who know you, but like you anyway :).

Love you guys & girls - you know who you are.

Breakfast philosophy

I have a long history of "no sign of breakfast" behaviour. Sure, it's healthy and good for you but then again:

• Coffe and cigarettes ARE breakfast.
• Lunch counts as breakfast if you have it on empty stomach, right?
  
• Why waste time eating, when you can sleep longer?
  

So yes, I had quite some difficulties accepting the breakfast philosophy. And on the rare occasion when I could actually have breakfast, my fridge contained only things which MacGyver could use to make some weird kind of weapon.

And then something magical happened. No, not really. My ex's father had a very strong opinion that everyone should have breakfast. It was pretty much impossible to avoid eating in the morning. Jumping out of the window somehow didn't come accross as a very appealing option at that time. So I gave in.

And here I am now, a proud breakfast eater. Not only that, I made a whole ritual out of it. There is no day without breakfast. What I am going to eat very much depends on how I feel in the morning. But most of the times one of these two options will do the trick:

1.) Feelin' chewy: boiled eggs, bread & butter & salt, freshly squeezed orange juice

2.) Not feelin' chewy: fruity smoothie

before:

after:

And since my housewife genes are apparently kicking in it is only a matter of time before I make a philosophy out of snacks :)

Unite for the free world!

Is there a world beyond capitalism, hate and disrespect?

You bet there is!


When: 27^th April 2009 @ 12:00

Where: Trg OF (near the train station, Ljubljana)

Why: Because enough is enough!

more info @ http://zasvobodo.si/

Wanted LIVE @ Roxly

Ever been rocked by six women who know their instruments and are not afraid to use them?

Well, tomorrow is your chance. See u @ Roxly.

Keyboard for blondes

No, it's not a joke. Apparently creativeness has no limits. There actually is such a bizzare thing as keyboard for blondes.


Unfortunately they only come in pink but I guess the funky key signs provide enough entertainment to its owner. See what I mean:

Ecs = No
Space = The Big One, "I need my space" Key
Alt = Useless key
Backspace = Oops
Enter = Yes, I want it
Caps Lock = WARNING! Size XXL letters

Besides those there are also some additional "shortcut keys" for texting:

• Having a blonde moment
• Laughing out loud
• Boring date

No, I'm not getting one, even though it could be a nice funny gift. But probably not for people who are not good at blind typing.

Dream life

For you I would even RTFM

I wanted you for so long...

It seems like forever now

And it's almost unreal

To have you beside me
Feeling your smooth body 

Underneath my fingers
Admiring your elegance and complexity.
Yet I know that you will never 

Ask if I am really sure 

What I want from you.

me2everyone

I am probably not the only one who got the invitation to join the community me2everyone.com. Normally I would ignore this kinda things but this one was slightly different. It was supposed to be owned by its members, meaning you becoming a shareholder if you sign up.

So I did the same thing as many others and used the "what have I got to loose" criteria. After all it only takes a few minutes and the thing could get real big one day and be worth millions. Like Google, right? Wrong.

Before I could start spamming inviting my friends I forgot my password. Yeah, it happens when you're not writing things down. I tried the "forgotten password" link and got email saying "Your password is:" but not really giving me one. There were also some other very interesting basic things missing in the content (e.g. blank space instead of my username and asking me to reply to noreply@me2everyone.com). Every time I tried it.

Right. So they didn't test their SGE. I sent them e-mail through their contact e-form, even though it has some usability issues and was apparently not tested on different OS. They promise to get back at you in 24 hours. It has been almost a week now. Well, I guess we should have synchronized our watches first. My bad.

So as much as I wish for everyone to get a lot of money out of this and laugh at my skepticism while they're sipping margaritas on their private beach in Tijuana, I can't help wondering. I am not particularly good at math but how much can you possibly earn out of a website that was launched and advertised without sorting out basic development and usability issues?

V-day

And it's the pink day again, a day to celebrate sweet things in life and avoid getting diabetes. Last year I suggested three perfect Valentine songs for you, this year I'm feeling more generous.

The right music can create the right atmosphere for you and your loved one/s. And the right atmosphere can make this Valentine's day just about the most interesting you ever had.

That is why I am giving away a perfect CD for this romantic occasion (photo of the band with signatures included): Bullet for my Valentine; Rule Brittania. All you have to do is send me an email with your address.

Feeling lucky?

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