This is just a quick note… I came back from home with lots of information and I shall post some very soon, for all you fans out there. LOL

Meanwhile… Looks like everybody’s favourite keyword for this period is love. Well… It’s gettin’ all Christmasy, with only two weeks or so to go, so I won’t blame y’all.

Looks like the times of Cox, as a keyword, have reached a slump. LOL

I’m sorry, I just had to say that.

It’s been brought to my attention that 90% of you people who access this site are looking for Cox. =)))) I don’t blame you. It’s natural to want and love Cox.

Anyhow… To my great desperation, I have seen the last of Cox a few days ago. I’m done with the 7th season. Of course I didn’t catch the first 10 episodes of the first season and will probably get back to them real soon, but the fact that I’m done with the series until they shoot new episodes (which will get on DVD or on TV here in about a thousand years) scares me.

What will I be doing without Cox? What mind distraction will I find? Where will life lead me? For the past two months or so there hasn’t been an evening without Cox. Not one.

I got most scared when I finished watching  Scrubs – “My Princess”.  And speaking of Princesses, I’m sure y’all know these next videos, created by the authors of South Park, which are dead funny and it’s a shame they haven’t continued.  The first one can be found here. And the second one here.  Don’t say I didn’t warn you though, if you’re under the legal age or don’t like the genre, they might be considered rude.

And as we’re on the fuhnee subject, one comedian I truly like is Pablo Francisco. Strongly recommended.

So, what can I say… Next week I’m going back “home”, I don’t know for sure if I’ll make it public around here, that’s all I had to say about it… But I’m really excited and can’t wait. I really miss you baby. Miss the streets, the smells, the “love is all around me” feeling, the parties, the hot faces, the whole shabang. CANNOT WAIT! “Birds flying high, you know how I feel…”

As for the Cox… LOL I will miss you, dr. Cox. There are few things which can make a day end better than one of your rants. You are a true hero and mentor and would like to thank whoever wrote Scrubs for creating such an amazing character.

In time I have learnt to accept your wife too, because the relationship changed in such a way that it became tolerable if not likeable. And I wasn’t going to quit on my favourite doctor for such a minor thing. I also appreciate that in time you have started to integrate the moments of loving weakness into your pitbull like character and they didn’t seem awkward anymore (just my opinion: Probably at some point the audience thought the doctor was far too much of a pitbull and the producers decided to get him back with his wife and show a more or less soft side too. Which was intially extremely awkward, but then they made it work). Truth is, I’d love to have a relationship like yours and Jordans. It is hawt.

I have a friend who suggests I’m not like you (although she later said I’m half like you ) and who has a totally different opinion of your actions than I do. See… She thinks you’re the doctor with the kindest heart in the whole Sacred Heart. She also believes you care about everyone and the fact that you try and help everyone isn’t a question of satisfying your huge ego which likes to be thanked.

I think you are amazing. I think you are a hero (yes, redundant). I thank you for making some of my time so lovely. I believe you are incredibly brilliant and the best doctor around. I would gladly have you yell at me when I screw up and make fun of me all day long. And so many other things.

I don’t believe you’re the doctor with the kindest heart around, I think you were a very good person, but, like many of us, have turned into a pitbull to cut down on the suckers. I appreciate and respect that.

Maybe we should all have a dr. Cox in our lives. He is absolutely awesome, in every single way. So… Long live dr. Cox. I sincerely hope they’ll decide to run the series for a long time to come and not end it like Seinfeld. It’s indeed great to end whilst you’re ahead, but it’s probably better to end when you really don’t have anything left to say.

So here’s to you Dr. Cox! You will be missed! And to all of you guys in Scrubs. But again, most of it to Dr. Cox who tops you all.  But to all you guys too. Love y’all!

Pissed off at the human being that is… I also have realized recently that I might just be a people uhmmm, let’s not say hater… I dislike people.  Most people. Practically all people lately. So there’s probably something wrong with me not them. Although I don’t dislike the peeps at Starbucks, not even when they don’t throw in freebies. I also don’t dislike a couple of other people.

Sometimes I even feel bad, because I like to speak out what I think and right now what I think is that I couldn’t possibly be givin’ less of a rat’s arse. I mean… I know I’d probably screw up more on my own, but I suppose to some extent that’s better than havin’ other people helpin’ you screw up.

Anyhow, I’m gettin’ lost in words again. Uhmmm… I am sooooooo tired with this whole Mumbo JUMBO regarding relationships…

No, girl, you shouldn’t send that TEXT. He’ll know you’re all over him. No, girl, don’t text him too much. No, boy, don’t tell her you like her.

Truth is the more you dislike someone, the more they’ll come after you and the opposite. Thing is they have to like you a bit before they come after you if you don’t like them. Oh and they will come, but what’s the use if you don’t like them to start with? Also… If you like someone why would you say you don’t? Why do kids say they don’t like someone when they actually do? Where does that whole shabang start?  Someone once tried answering this question for me, but I don’t remember the answer. Shame? I don’t know. Stupid anyway.

What’s up with this? There’s nothing new ’bout that, I know, and I could use some comments, but none of you people do that on this site so why bother askin’ for them…

I’m soooooooo tired with people’s opinions on things. Everybody’s got their own opinion and they’re most likely sticking to it. And, pardon me, if you’re not Dr. Bloody Cox (jeez that sounds bad lol) then I don’t bloody wanna know your opinion. I really don’t. DO NOT, SUSAN. DO NAWT. Sometimes I wonder why I even bother askin’ for opinions or listenin’ anyway. Sure, I have to agree, at times they’re useful, but I am soooooooo so tired. And that “Heaven isn’t a place on earth, people are here” is a successful candidate for being my motto these days.

So again… You know what? If you like someone bloody go for it. If you wanna text them, text them. If you wanna tell them you love them, tell them. What could you possibly lose? We lose things every single day. We lose precious things, we lose people we love, we sometimes even lose ourselves and our lives.

What could you possibly get? A restraining order?

Now you listen to me. You’re you and that’s what you’ll always be. Whomever will like you will like you for what you are as a whole (try and read that fast and with an italian accent, like the joke with the forks LOL, just noticed), and even if they’ll dislike some things… If the relationship is a good one it will live. Even if you send a text at 4 am or decide to say I love you too soon. It might not always go the way you want it to go, you might get hurt, lots of things might happen.  But they’ll happen anyway, then or some other time… So why not go for it?

Anyway… I know it’s sooooooo much easier said than done, but start with something easy. Tell the guy at Starbucks you like his shirt.

Pay someone you like a compliment. Ask someone what they think about the weather. Oh and SMILE. SO, SO, SMILE. Not that someone will fall in love with your smile, but a smile says so many things. And it’s so lovely and it can even make someone’s day.

After a tough period in my life I have discovered that I had thoughts I didn’t recognize. I simply couldn’t understand when on earth did I start thinking like that. On the brink of madness.

Also some of us are obsessive compulsive. So what? Does that mean we shouldn’t text because we scare other people?

I believe in “harm none”. But that’s not such an easy job. Actually it’s probably the toughest job out there. So are you willing to sacrifice yourself to harm none (wait, in that case you’d actually hurt yourself :-/)? Hurt is present everywhere. It’s the way we deal with it that changes things. It’s the importance we grant it and the amount present. It’s so, so many things.

The human being is so complicated that for now I really don’t want to solve the puzzle anymore. I really don’t care. And I’m not bitter. I just don’t care. I don’t even wanna solve my own puzzle. Who cares anyway?

Just take one moment at a time for it’s the only one you might get. Repeat this sentence if necessary. Repeat it over and over again. It will eventually stick with you.

And now I’m ending my rant with declaring my admiration for Magritte’s work. A painter I’ve never heard of before (I really enjoy art, but I’m not a “learner” when it comes to it. Yep, ignorant, I know), but thanks to Google I discovered him today. Thanks, Google! Lovely, Magritte. The piece below is called “the lovers”. Me likee.

I suppose that’s that for tonight. Mmyeah. I’m probably gonna add a song and then hit the sack. Well. G’nite.

P.S. I’d also like to greet my readers from the ends of the earth, as spotted on the map of souls. =))))))))) Think I’ve had one from Australia and one from Japan. =) Make yerselves comfortable.

Here’s an example of a lovely day…

I am in love… Yeah that’s right. I am in love with Muller Corner Mix. GOOD GOD! I’ve been munchin’ on the crispy yogurt mix for days… I just can’t help myself.  Think it’s the best I’ve ever had. They’re all fabulous, not to speak of the fact that they’re much healthier than lots of crap we eat (even if they probably have too much sugar added)…  And I haven’t yet tried the fruit mix… I so gotta do that… TOMORROW! And can’t wait till I reach the UK so I can try the McVities Corner. MWOW! Hope you grabbed a Muller Corner already and mixed it your way. Simply fab!

I can’t decide if I should write more posts or just make a large one… Hmmm… I’ll write a large one. Anyhow…

Today I had a sort of lovely day. I had KFC for breakfast… Which reminds me to share my version of The Beatles’ “Let it be” with y’all:

When I find myself in times of trouble, Colonel Sanders comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, KFC.
And in my hour of darkness he is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom, KFC.

KFC, KFC, KFC, KFC.
Whisper words of wisdom, KFC.

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
there will be an answer, KFC.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer. KFC.

KFC, KFC, …..

And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light, that shines on me,
shine until tomorrow, lKFC.
I wake up to the sound of music, Colonel Sanders comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, KFC.

I always swear it’s the last time I’m having it, but the wings always get to me and I find myself thinking that even if I burst that moment, I still wouldn’t give up on them. Talk about addiction (truth is I don’t have it that often, but they just opened up a place right next to me and they make such good wings that it’s hard not to go ).

And then I moved on to Starbucks to have even a better day… And there I got reminded, through some work application sheets, that if I wouldn’t be doing what it is that I’m doing, I’d sooooooooooo love to work for them…  I do have a feeling that someday I just might do it. I love that place. I love the coffee… I love the spirit. I love the music. I love the cozy chairs. Starbucks… I think I love you.

And then, closer to the evening, I decided to take my mind off things with a massage from a therapist (haven’t had a massage in ages)… I once had this lovely maseuse but she traveled to Turkey for work and decided to stay there. I miss her… But what I felt today was simply amazing… I realized that I can fully relax only after an hour and a half and not after an hour. And it was all done with Clinique Oil which is amazing. My maseuse insisted on not using the Lush massage oil bar ( I’ll never understand why, because that’s awesome too)…

And after I got fully relaxed I realized I now have a sticker on my car’s front shield, put there by an arse who decided I shouldn’t block his entrace (I didn’t even block it, it was like an inch over the line), although he knew where I were and could’ve just told me to move the bloody thing.

But all’s well when it ends well… As I now just had some toast with my favourite toppings… Salami and fresh and soft sheep cheese, and some green onions and a coke… And, of course, dr. Cox.

So there’s pretty much only one last thing I need… LOL Uhmmmmm… Yeah… Another portion of dr. Cox. LOL

May y’all be blessed and have a lurvely evening!

A bientot!

And, just because I can’t help it and I don’t wanna hold it until tomorrow (yes, liar, or whenever I post next)… Dr Cox’s wife, Jordan:  “I don’t dislike you. I nothing you.” How cool is that?