I can't speak for other people, I can't really say why they decided to come to the protest - but I imagine their reasons can't have been too different from mine. I myself had half a mind not to go - there have been some changes in my personal life, which meant that for the past two/three weeks I've been doing little more than running around between cities, dealing with offices, paperwork and the like and honestly, the prospective of a quiet weekend did look appealing.

...but I kept hearing things on the news, the way they've been butchering every single (PUBLIC) service we have, what they're planning to do to the whole scholastic system, what I know first hand, how they keep cutting on funds and cover it with talk of "reforming the public system", of "eliminating the slackers" - because whatever their reforms are doing, believe me, that ain't it. And you know what? I couldn't stay home. I couldn't stay put. What chance I had of making myself heard, no matter how small or ineffective, I had to take it. Not to mention how everyone everywhere seemed sure there'd be hardly anyone, that the Circus Maximus was too large to fill, that it'd be a flop.

Boy how many people there were. (2.5 millions of them, the organizers said, right before Veltroni's speech begun. Couldn't count them all myself, sorry...)

There were two twin marches going on, to split the partecipants somewhat, and I heard that the second one couldn't even get in. We were ahead enough so that we were in sight of the stand, but whatever we saw we saw on the megascreen next to it. Not that it mattered, the sound system was good enough that I could hear every word. And of course I clapped my hands, I couldn't help myself, I clapped them raw - and the absolute best thing was those times when you could feel the cheers raising behind you, far behind you, then getting bigger, coming closer, until it took the people all around you.

I am glad I went.

First of all, sorry for dropping off the face of the earth last weekend! :O It's just that, er, we've had a little problem with the internet. (Just to be, you know, original. We never have problems with computers in general. *facepalm*) It turns out that when, last January, Dad finally got around to transfer our telephone subscription's contract from grampas's name to his, the company reactivated automatically the DSL line - but dad had to explicitly ask again for the same rate we had before.

Which he didn't.

...I never thought I'd be glad we had the "night & weekend" rate - which allows you to navigate as much as you want during the weekend and at night, while falling back to the default rate if you navigate on workdays.

We don't know yet how high the next bill will be, but if we had had the "flat" rate - navigation ad libitum at every time of the day for a fixed price, instead of just at night & on the weekend - it would probably have been three times as high. ;P

See? There's always the good side... ;)

(And one more good side is that I managed to finish my [livejournal.com profile] rs_games submissions (two of them, LAST TIME I sign up for two instead of just one) with a day to spare! :P Well, two, as it turns out. I'll be sure to try and put them to good use. *g* )


"You will never get a boy who, at night, is right in the middle of an engaging story, you will never get him to understand, witha demonstration limited just to the boy himself, that he has to stop reading and go to sleep."

It's Kafka writing this in his diary, the little Franz, whose dad would much have preferred seeing him spend all his life's nights doing sums.

So, I bought this book I totally loved. [tl;dr like WOAH.] )


Apr. 23rd, 2008 10:54 am
I am!

I swear!

And it's not even like I've been doing all that much - well, aside from the PD meetings. And the rock music contest we're organizing. And classes (+ approaching test). And [livejournal.com profile] rs_games which is trying to kick my ass but I'm still kinda on top of it, albeit barely. And Big Bang, Baby entering the "artists phase". And a number of chores done around and out of the house.


Oh, all right...

Come to think of it! Wanna know something? Cloud Cult is good for listening to also when you're washing your car. No, really. I said REALLY! Washed your car is a must, o' course, but Radio Fodder is also quite good.

Okay, okay, part of all the happy was also that it was a warm sunny day. And, ALL RIGHT, Dad also got this "water gun" which is, like, this plastic thing that you attach to the irrigation tube, and shoots water as you pull the trigger, that's really fun to play with useful. Yeah. Useful. ...the bad side(s) of listening to high volume music, though, is that (a) you have no idea how loudly (or how off-key) you might be singing along, and (b) if people pass by, you don't notice. Then again, not really all that many people pass nearby my place on early Sunday afternoons. And if they heard me singing aloud about how a miracle is a miracle even when it's ordinary, it's not an eye for an eye but a favour for a favour, how you should suck up, suck up and take your medicine, or how I'm done with all that poop that brings me down, they didn't comment on it. (Or they did and I didn't hear, which amounts to pretty much the same. :P)

...I'll have to wash it again soon, since it got dirty once more with Monday & Tuesday's rain, but. I have the gun! :D I just hope none of my friends will pass by. The temptation to wash them with it will be almost too much to bear. And not quite as fun on the other side, probably. Ahem.

On other accounts? There are few things that delight me as much as seeing someone else being as happily geeky as I can get. :D

AAAAAAAAAND before we leave, a meme!

1. Do I have a distinct style of drawing? (this is like asking "does this make me look fat" isn't it *L*)
2. If so, what exactly is it that defines my "style"?
3. Would you say my art usually follows a 'theme'?
4. Does my style (if I have one) remind you of/look like the style of anyone else?
5. Judging from whatever art of mine that you've seen, what do you think I do the best at?
6. What do you think I need the most work on?


Jan. 31st, 2008 11:36 am
I'm alive! I am! I swear! I just have the worst internet connection ever. At home, I mean. "Worst connection" as in "it doesn't work". I haven't seen a single ep of the new Torchwood yet! How sad is that? Once our personal technician comes back home he'll take a look at it, though. ;P

Speaking of, yup, Dad's still at the hospital - but he should be coming back soon, maybe today already. :) In the end, he had to have his cholecyst removed (last Monday) - even after fifteen days of antibiotics, it was still pretty inflamed, and beginning to bother the liver. Which is why the operation lasted longer than expected, about a couple hours. I was beginning to get worried, yep. :P But all seems to be well now, and guess what, I'm pretty glad of that. :D

And OH BOY but I feel like I've been out of touch with you for months. :( Theer are some of you I miss something fiery. Honestly, it's a crime D: Usually having the internets at home helps with that, too, but there you go. ;P I am so, so behind with comments. Sorry about that! I'll try to catch up, I swear. :( I'd wanted to comment on all the [livejournal.com profile] yuletart entries too! Guess what, that didn't happen either. And I'm afraid there's the gift for me in the bunch of the ones I haven't even seen. Whoops.

I'll do my best to do it all! :o Bear with me until then. ;P

(For the record, am still without Antediluvian Tales. Now this is SAD.)

For the time-wasting bit, a quiz :P )


Nov. 16th, 2007 11:51 am
OMG YES YES YES I FINISHED THE [livejournal.com profile] merry_smutmas PIC IN TIME FOR THE DEADLINE!

Which is more or less the only thing about it I'm proud of. Dude, I really should have stuck to something easier. Smutmas recipient o' mine, please forgive me! I have tried my best!

And now I can finally do something about ALL THE EMAILZ I OWE. Dude. I'm so behind with so many things. (It might also be worth mentioning that I ABSOLUTELY ADORE [livejournal.com profile] jou. MORE THAN PIE. AND I DO LOVE PIE.) BUT - on the upside, I think October may have finished for me. And before any of you starts pointing at the calendar, yes, that was a (pretty cheap) metaphor - it's just that we've had a few family issues lately. And even though things had been going a bit downhill before already, they really started running down the cliff on the 1st of October. But today they should be finally moving a person very important to me out of intensive care, and... I'm hesitant about saying this, but he should be out of immediate life danger now. Looking back now, the month has been kind of crazy. But now it seems to be over - and if anything, it's given me a better sense of what is my reaction in certain circumstances, of what I can do. And I needed to know that.

Also. You Liquor fans hanging around there? Plz to be checking this space. ♥


***(Fan)artist Love Meme***
hosted by [livejournal.com profile] glockgal

1) ARTISTS: Comment with your name and say why you love your own art/making art.
2)EVERYONE ELSE (artists and art-lovers)!! Reply to artists to add further why you love their art. This isn't a personal-love meme, it is ALL ABOUT THE ART.
3) PIMP! Artists are delicate like puppies or kittens or puptins. Spread the love, instant karma; you know the drill!

Click here to participate!

(Er. I might be in the fourth page. Y'know.)

I've left a few comments, but I'm not even close to being done. But argh! I don't have the time! I have to run away! D:

ETA: Oh, and I might be out of commission (sans internet + sans computer) this weekend. And not for an entirely bad reason - Dad is going to change his motherboard, and he's going to give me his old one. *g* Happy dance ahoy! ♥
So I was walking, half an hour ago, and I met this old, BIG crush of mine. Hello-hello, how-are-you, how's-it-going, gotta-get-going-now, and when we part I go to check my mp3 player - and the shuffle option had jumped to Madness' Must Be Love. No, honestly. It's not even fair. :P

On other accounts - Jojo? I might still end up on your doorstep after all.
Guess when I started organizing Friday night's dinner? THAT'S RIGHT. ONE HOUR AGO.*** Thank god for friends willing to help me out.

Apparently, being a control freak AND an organized person do not necessarily go hand in hand.

I'm counting 24** people so far, and that's the first ones I thought of, the "I just have to call" category* - bugger but we're a large group.

(I actually wanted to offer the dinner to everyone, but Carla slapped me (metaphorically) under the head (both her and her mother, actually :P) until I changed idea, so we're going out for pizza and I'm only bringing the cake.)

(Yeah, I'm still pouting a little. If only my house was large enough to call them all in... There was also the club option, but Elisa doesn't really feel up to it.)

I do have fun organizing these things, though. :D

Well, aside for that perpetual, nagging feeling that I might have forgotten someone...

*_ Which does not include the "if I don't call them they'll get offended" (which would be the only reason for calling them at all) subcategory. Made of... about four people. As a matter of fact, I am not calling them because I hope they'll get offended enough that they won't talk to me ever again. :P

Yes, I am actually that mean.

**_ Now they're 30. Hey, it's all too likely won't be that many, I expect that at least two/three won't make it.

***_And a half, really.



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