I hate phones, I love phones

My phone has been ringing since 8h45 am. Some very pleasant calls, others necessary, others, oh, well, whatever. The problem with pleasant calls I receive is that most of the time they are followed by a "Perfect! I'll get back to you as soon as I have an answer". How can one not be dying of anxiety after this? Hmm, okay, I am not that anxious. I'm a bit bored.

Another artist friend

My friend Mari is an undiscovered talent. Well, in fact, with 21st century busy life and living in this expensive city, she cannot afford to simply live out of her handicraft. At least not now. But slowly - maybe because of her annoying friends saying she should dedicate more to this - she is saving some time, creating new things, and promoting her work. I'm a fan and a client. I love personalized gifts and handcrafts.

If you want to have a look at her work, check this website: www.marihype.blogspot.com. Much more to come! :-)

(personalized cushion)

Trying not to think about the killer spider...

... I am updating my travel blog (in Portuguese, sorry).

Budapest part is done! :-) Now gonna work on Munich. All photos by Cipri Miclaus.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!

There is a HUGE spider in the room and I can't kill it!!!!!! Ugly furry leggy animal!!!!!! And don't tell me it is not dangerous because it looks dangerous. I'm stressed and scared to death! :-(

Damn city full of spiders and insects and rats!!!!

Damn it!

I so wish I knew more about templates and all these damn codes. I can't seem to understand my blog's template and to avoid killing it completly, I will leave this bar the way it is. Hunf!

Boy, so many videos to edit. I was looking at my files and I haven't edited stuff od Denmark and Italy yet. I guess I didn't film anything in Budapest or Munich, which is a relief.

Somebody once said I could wash tennis shoes in the washing machine. Is it true?! I'm washing two of them now and the noise they make when they bump into the washing machine door and sides is scary. I hope it won't break the damn thing.

So... I will become a blood donor very soon. I tried to donate in Brazil four times and only one succeeded. Funny enough it was for Herbert Vianna, while he was still in the hospital. Well, not exactly for him, I supposed, but to replace part of the blood he used. I think it is a very nice gesture and I am not afraid at all, but I had bad experiences with amature nurses that almost blew my veins. It's ugly! I'll give another try, this time in London. I hope I save some lives and my place in Heaven will be secure, despite not being always a good girl. :-P

Cornetto

Does somebody know how I can find the jingle of Cornetto ice cream????

Updating my agenda!

Loads of things to do these next days, not all of them are so interesting (cleaning the house? trying to fit your clothes in a two-door wardrobe and tiny drawers?).

By the way, I had this funny thought of throwing away all the clothes, shoes, accessories, that I don't use or don't fit me and just keep things that will fit comfortably in the space I have. Sounds reasonable, but I don't have the guts. Yet. Pre-period about to come, everything is possible.

So possible that I am this close to subscribe Tesco's Diet online. 12 weeks for the price of 8, £ 24.00 overall. Tempting.

I have started taking my diet pills today. I'm hungry. And anxious. My right foot still hurt and I have breathing problems, otherwise I would run, Forest, run in the streets of Brockley.

Raindrops keep falling on my head

After a great month of April, not too hot, but not cold at all, the weather decides to do what it knows best: irritate us! This damn instability also acts on our sense of humour and it is impossible to keep smiling all the time - honestly, most of the time. I'm locked at Cipri's home because I don't want to get soaked while carrying luggage/bags to my place. Porca miseria!

Plus, I hurt my right foot in Germany and it is still hurting. Working on high heels didn't help much and I am hoping that a few days at home will heal it.

So, as you can see, my humour is not in its best shape. Neither my body, so I decided to take drastic action: take pills to control my monster appetite. Before you give me that look, it will be just for four months and to help me keep on the diet. With the damn foot hurt, I couldn’t go to gym (but I guess I will this week), which makes everything even harder. The pills arrived today (I had to buy them online, since I need prescription to get them from a local pharmacy) and I’m starting the “treatment” tomorrow. I’m also thinking about signing up for one of those online diet programs, such as weightwatchers or Tesco Diets. Let’s see what will happen.

The bright side of having such horrible weather is that I am reading more (commuting for over an hour also helps). I’ve finish a silly-but-nice book these days, and started two others, one about “the secrets of the airline industry”, with loads of shocking behind-the-scenes stories, and the other is Oscar Wilde’s “The Picture of Dorian Gray”. Yeah, two extremes, but well, I am an extreme person.

It's been a while...

... since I've last posted here. April 10th, to be more precise.

Besides coming back exhausted from Italy, and going to the gym twice the weekend after it, we went to Budapest and for a picnic at Greenwich.

I'm also very traumatized of putting on 3 kilos in a month and a half (no, I'm not pregnant) and not fitting in ANY of my clothes, not even the new ones. Diet, from today one. By the end of the year I want to be 7 kg slimmer! Either that or I'll cut off my stomach - do you hear, stomach! Stop complaining, coz you won't have no food!

Yes, my stomach is complaining again. I had a cup of tea instead of giving him what he wants (yeah, my stomach is a HE) - without sugar!

And I'm still hungry! And I'm going to the gym! :-D

So, enjoy yourselves with some pics from the last two weekends, while I'll put my gym outfit on.

And Saturday I'm going to Munich! Gonna continue my diet there. hehehe