you call me, you want to talk to me, you want to date my friends, you want to listen to my problems, you want to drive me home, you never let me pay, you let me go first through the door, you want to go where I go, you laugh at my jokes, you ask [...]
Archive for September, 2008
why I can’t be your best friend (rated M for meanness)
September 28, 2008Divorce, Albanian Style.
September 25, 2008let me say right off the bat, i saw the show tonight and i loved it. it is the most complete piece in English portraying Albanian Style living, so anyone with an american date, should take them to see it. even if we don’t all identify with the lifestyle, it makes us exotic enough in [...]
Albanian Women Exposed. The Aftermath.
September 21, 2008well, the big day came and went. we pulled it off, people! Albanian Women Exposed was a big hit. and I looked absolutely smashing of course. lol.
we did get a humongous amount of people, to which I am deeply in debt and will repay as soon as possible. old and new faces surfaced, performed, got [...]
FINAL_2
September 16, 2008FINAL_2
Originally uploaded by bletebzz
Albanian Women Exposed. You are invited.
September 15, 2008Albanian Art Calendar
September 15, 2008well, Albanian art shows are on with a vengeance this fall. and there is some serious artwork and film there with interesting names and so forth. and surprisingly it is good art with barely any mother Theresas or Scanderbegs in the mix. not that i have anything against them, but it seems that the only [...]
compliments do’s and don’ts
September 13, 2008if, like me, you have been brought up to look at modesty as the best virtue, compliments are the worst gift to receive. personally, i do not know how to handle them, no matter what they compliment or who the complimenter is.
whenever i get paid a compliment, i blush, i mutter and i either [...]
soppy break
September 1, 2008i had a milion stars in my hair.
and gleams of eternety in my eyes
bluebird feathers and chocolate ice cream
my dress of love
i caught a milion wedding bouquets
had my nose rubbed by all the shining brides
stories of romance and bald bards
the tune of my dream
and now i do not know whow to finish it


