questions

am i leaving?
will the waitress come?
do i have to pay?
did i figured it out?
am i beaming?
am i loosing my head?
is everything ruined?
what to order?
am i ready?
is this a dream?
do i need more details?
is dairy really bad for me?
should i tell everyone?
do i ignore things?
is your smile making me nervous?
could things be better?
who's everybody?
is everything fine?
do i ruin everything?
where is everybody?

of course I'm crazy, but that doesn't mean I'm wrong

butdoesitfloat

stuck

i want this to be me.

stop whining, you had too much anyway

i spend my days

with mister cave

and mister capote.



killiney beach, just a 20 minutes Dart-train ride away, sometimes i forget that dublin is by the sea.

post scriptum

a little late, but: thanx again, mom!!!


ballsbridge

summer crossings

a lovely weekend at inakis and amandas place in inchicore. we ate ravioli, drank a lot of white wine and fell asleep on the sofa at night. i love inchicore. you go outside and have a story everywhere: greesy chinese takeouts, chippers, ghettolike buildings, delirious people...i loved it!






amanda in all her glory :)





summer is finally crossing....i´m reading two biographies at the same time: truman capote and nick cave (which brings me back to my beloved melbourne...), and i´m addicted to magnum mint icecream, it sounds strange, but its a total happymaker!

blast from the past

i just discovered a shop in dublin that sells frankie, my favorite magazine in australia and overall one of the best mags in generale!



marion, i'm not jealous anymore that you go back to oz in september (ok, that's a lie...)