Fatigued yet bloody mad

Well I'm at home. I'm exhausted from all the traveling. I want to sleep forever but that would get in the way of my Planet Earth obsession so that won't be good. My lovely flowers are ready to bloom or so I think. I've been rather careless with them, which is sad and shameful. I shall tend to them and give them lots and lots and lots and lots of love.

But nothing is more shameful than the fact that Miss Caterina Maria has not had the decency to even send a measly message dictating whether she's well or not! I do not expect her to send me a daily correspondence but at least one of those characteristic (nonetheless dry) hellos. But not even THAT. Just thinking about it sends bouts of energy through my being, as if I was going through a caffeine rush, instead it's an overwhelming feeling of outrage. Ugh. Bloody sexual politics!

It's just not fair. Poo :(

...it doesn't help that I'm a wee bit drunk right now does it (oh so many grammatical errors I must correct!). It also doesn't help that I wrote an e-mail when I'm utterly pissed off/drunk. Oh bloody hell.

Mesmerized by Planet Earth

Planet Earth is so bloody amazing it's not even funny. It's just an outstanding piece of cinematography. The colors, the richness, the vibrancy of these images. The effects that Mother Nature herself has displayed before us makes anything made by Hollywood fall flat on it's face. True, I admit I am biased considering I love nature but I think that anyone that perhaps thinks they won't like it, will end up loving it through these eyes. It's just... amazing. You get to understand both humans and animals so well. I would really love it if Caterina Maria were here to see this with me. I would love to share it, just so she can see what I see.

Sappy, I don't care. I'm dazzled. How is it that we live on a such a beautiful land and we destroy it so carelessly?

I'm grateful to Michelangelo, he gave it to me as a birthday present after buying himself a copy. He thought I might fancy it, and he thought correctly. Goodness gracious. I know I should be resting and getting ready for later but I can't... it's too bloody fantastic and I can't go to sleep. Imagine that... five entire CD's of sheer marvelous displays of nature. Pure, untouched nature.

I can swear on my life, I almost had an orgasm.

Post-Birthday already

I had a wonderful birthday, thanks to the lovely Caterina Maria. We went to lunch to this very nice and trendy restaurant. Before that, Caterina Maria met my very close friends which proved to be not disastrous as I had predicted. Henry, Collin and George can be overbearing for the most part yet Caterina wasn't intimidated, which I loved. It's very strange to find a woman who is comfortable around your friends and doesn't feel threatened by them. After that, I went to her house where she had a beautifully orchestrated surprise party for myself. I was floored, I really wasn't expecting it considering I despise parties but this was an exquisite balance of a get-together with close friends, really good food and naughty entertainment. For all who are curious, it was rated PG-14. No orgies, no rambunctious sex on Dr. Stocker's apartment, but it was kinky. Ohh and decadent. So many chocolate cakes, I was about to have an orgasm, which would be surprising considering--

I'm not going to finish that sentence. Truly, being around Caterina, makes me talk so freely about things I shouldn't or normally wouldn't.

I loved it. No one has ever thrown me a party like this, considering that not many people fancy (or even know) about my indecorous sex kinks.

It's depressing for me to watch her leave. She does has this thing for travel but for once, I find myself thinking I wish she didn't leave. Nothing I can about that. In fact, all I can do right now is finish my packing and fly over to London... and prepare myself because Henry called to give me a head's up and I'm pretty sure turmoil is approaching. Always good to stir up the masses.

My Birthday

Happy Birthday to me :)

New York City and back

Back from NYC and I thought I would miss it but I don't. I am staying over in Vienna for a few days, no need to explain why.

On Sunday Michelangelo and I decided to go shopping to buy souveniers and other things. We ended up closing the Roosevelt Fields Mall in Long Island (if I'm not mistaken?). I admit I would've preferred to have shopped in the many boutiques in Madison Avenue, which I must say were quite near to our hotel. But he insisted he didn't want to shop there because it was overpriced. So we took a cab (another mistake considering NOT one of the five cabs we took knew how to get there). Most definitely not a good idea to go shopping on a Sunday when everyone is there. It's quite vexing to be with all those people bumping into you and not apologizing. Not only that, the sales people can be quite rude on occassion. I didn't buy as much as I want to and I didn't go to half the stores as much as I would've wanted to, but that happens when you're running short on time.

After that we went to La Goulue, a decadent (not to mention delicious) french bistro located in 65th and Madison. The food is simply remarkable. I know Michelangelo thought the same for we barely spoke when our food was in front of us. Simply... delicious.

Then we had quite an interesting flight back. Well actually interesting is putting it nicely. It was a complete nightmare with the bloody airline cancelling flights left and right and re-routing us through unthinkable places! It was particularly nervewrecking for me after I had made a mental schedule of where I would be and at what hour I would be there. We met up with Dr. Stocker in the airport which thank God, supplied me with conversation since Michelangelo was useless in that department. And we also met up with Marie, who mistakenly (or purposely?) took our flight. She said she didn't want to be alone.

Alas, I'm in Vienna, and I'm seeing Caterina Maria in a few hours so it was all worth it.