Tuesday, 25 March 2008

Eastern 2008 - not the best time ever. Definitely.

Why, why was it snowing? What have I ever done to deserve this unnaturally cruel punishment?
In short - it was snowing, and cold, and couldn't leave house almost at all. This is sad.

Lieldienas 2008

Monday, 17 March 2008

How I went to Paris this weekend...

... only I didn't, not really. But I've got photos to prove me wrong anyway.

Thursday, 13 September 2007

Sunday, 8 July 2007

Friday, 6 July 2007

Friday, 29 June 2007

Friday, 20 April 2007

Out of my mind?

I think I’m out of my mind. The daily horoscope said I’d do something stupid today, and, true to the stars, the stupid thing I did.

I went to the Amazon.co.uk bookstore and ordered FIVE books at once for my vocation reading. And I don’t feel the least bit sorry about it, too. I’m so, so stupid. Especially if you consider the fact that only two days ago I bought new beautiful, wonderful, dreamy, lovable, stylish shoes for a price I couldn’t possibly afford. I tell you, I’m out of my mind.

What is it with women and shopping? I don’t really think men are shopping the way we – for some unexplainable reason - are bound to do. A woman cannot just stop at the end of her shopping list. She is compelled to go into the next store (or, as it was in my case, click the next button) to have a look around. And then she falls for that cute little something she couldn’t possibly live without. She buys it, is happy about her choice. And then the next store… or the next button. She arrives home with bags full of trinkets she could’ve very well dealt without. And her bank account is now in a pitiable state.

It is the never-ending bleak fatality of being the part of consumer culture. There are just so many nice things! And we want them all! No. We assure ourselves that we actually need them all; and we even degrade to extreme measures to get them. Them, more often than not, being meaningless things. It’s sad.

Is there any half-safe way to avoid this proverbial nightmare? I haven’t found one. If you have, please, I beg you, tell me about it. I want to reach this haven of indifference to mundane temptations, too.

Well, it could be worse. At least I tend to fall for books instead of shiny bijouterie or figurines of garden gnomes. That’d be really, really stupid.

Anyway, you’re probably wondering what I bought. You don’t? A shame, that, because I’ll blab anyway. Bear with me.

So, here they are:

1. "Lady Friday (The Keys to the Kingdom)" by Garth Nix; Paperback.

I wanted that one for a long time, having read the rest of the series. I hope it will be an enjoyable read.

2. "The Children of Hurin" by J.R.R. Tolkien; Hardcover

Do I really have to explain this one? Every self-respecting fantasy fan should be ready to kill to get this book. I can’t claim to be any different. Synopsis sounds very promising.

3. "Flora's Lot" by Katie Fforde; Paperback

This one’s entirely for fun. The essence of chick-lit. Besides, if I don’t like it, I have a friend who’s learning English. She likes chick-lit very much and will be pleased to have it. And synopsis was intriguing.

4. "Touch the Dark" by Karen Chance; Paperback

Spur of the moment decision. It was on the bestsellers’ list, and I liked reviews.

“This book came as a very good surprise. It's the story of Cassandra, a talented Clairvoyant raised by a Mobster/Vampire, that eventually is involved with more Vampires, Spirits, Mages and more. From the very first page you are immersed in the deeply involving story, the gripping writing style and by depth and originality of the characters, and such quality is maintained throughout the book.

Even if the story revolves around a few locations (four, to be exact), each is rendered memorable by the revelations and events that illuminate both the reader without interrupting the flow of events. The novel is very eventful, action packed, and eventually there is a satisfactory explanation behind every small action and event.”

Sounds convincing, don’t you agree? And I so love vampire fantasies with a bit of action.

5. "Raven's Gate (Power of Five)" by Anthony Horowitz; Paperback

Also from the bestsellers list. It’s the first in the series of five. I hope I won’t be disappointed. The first sentence of synopsis won me over: “A sinister story of the supernatural”.


Well.

To sum up, I probably could’ve done worse. Much worse if we remember that bit about the garden gnomes. And – this one probably escaped your notice – I’ll have a vocation soon! As in the end of next week soon! Hooray!

Weather forecast promised a storm tonight. Let’s hope there won’t be any power outage or such. It’s already raining, and the wind is really strong.

Friday, 30 March 2007

Spring is here!

It’s spring! Pavasaris! La Primavera! Весна!

Wonderful, wonderful spring is finally here! And with what beautiful weather we are treated! It’s been sunny and warm all week long; no clouds whatsoever. People smile more. I love my life this week.

Also, last Sunday was the dreadful doom-day of clock turning. Now we’ve got up an hour earlier (those who know me should understand that this is by no means easy) but (and it really makes it all better) we get to enjoy daylight for an hour longer. Which is indescribably fine. And I get to celebrate two birthdays this weekend.

I feel like jumping up and down of sheer joy!

Music of moment: Blur ‘Song 2’



P.S. A friend of mine dragged me to watch this chick-flick ‘Music and Lyrics’. I was thoroughly disappointed. How dumb can a movie get? I now plan to go watch ‘Miss Potter’ to - hopefully - restore my faith in good cinema.

Monday, 12 March 2007

It's my pity party; I'll whine if I want to, I'll whine if I want to...

Oh god, I feel so dense today.

My brain is covered in a mist of sleep I lack. Everything is fuzzy and coated in light dust that forms subtle shapes and diminishes sounds. I should be home sleeping yet here I am – sitting at my desk and pretending to actually do some work. No luck with that so far. That is, no luck with the doing. I’m getting quite good at pretending.

Reason? Why, a book, of course. Yes, I know I should expect the consequences if I read till 4am when I’m supposed to get up at 7am the next morning. Still. It’s not entirely my fault if they write so exciting books nowadays, now is it? I just couldn’t bring myself to put it down.

I’m not making much sense today. Visions of soft beds and warm blankets efficiently prevent me from that. Even double bull’s dose of coffee didn’t help. Eep. I wanna go home.