6 Aug 2007


... the same mistake over and over again. I do. I never learn. I throw myself into the same situation. I do. Have to feel totally uncomfortable and totally out of place. I do. All for what? I have no idea. I keep promising myself I will never do that again. They are just not my style. Totally off my head. Not their attitude, way of life, words, social class, thinking. Nothing. As if I come from somewhere else. Different galaxy.

He is weird. Even more weird than before. Totally off. 'I like your eyeglasses', she will tell him. He will answer, 'well, they are RL my dear'. I crack. I just laugh. Not sure why but it is so akward of an answer. He is annoying. All the time talks about money, money, money, plans to change this or get that. Run run run all the time. I keep commenting in a sarcastic tone if he ever managed to sit and enjoy what he has been running around doing. Oh Oh, and a roman freaken balcony to drink tea in. I asked, ' so any tea drunk there?' I need another closet because i have tons of suits that there are no place for them. How many suites? almost 120! I said, well time to get rid of most. or do you wear 3 at a time!

I am sarcastic. But i am serious. I am annoyed to a max. Feel suffocated with people like that.

Fakeness. Smart assing. Not enjoying as much as accumulating. Running around.

He got a new dining room with 18 chairs!!! Wow.... why i asked? oh oh becuase when we have huge parties. I smiled, his wife was just complaining that he doesnt like to invite anyone!!

I think he is crazy. Has greatness syndrom.

To know how desperate they are, his wife goes out with me to sushi, and she takes a full bottle of wine with her. She finishes it all. To the last drop. 'Oh no no no. I cant eat sushi without wine.' Wine! God bless Shoubra!

2 Aug 2007


3.5 women. Alone. 3 TVs opened. 2 laptops. 2 phone. All these devices functioning concurrently and full speed Fully concurrent. Fully fully concurrent. No communication. Zero.

For how many hours? 4 hours so far and the count still going.

I am sitting in the same room. Listening to S.H.I.T. on volume 14. Dolby sound. When the most vulgar song comes, it happens she likes it. Volume increases to 20. Inagurating the song with a couple of boob shaking. And back again to volume 16. Not 14. Conclusion. I lose twice. Once when the most vulgar shitiest song come. Second when the volume does not return to the very loud 14, but slowly mounts 2 levels at a time.

How i feel? I feel like an idiot? I am so stoned that I cant even complain or show the slightest gesture of annoyance. I am just shocked. Really. I am so surrendering. Feel my head is dancing and shaking as if placed in the middle of her 36C boobs! Imagine a 36C boob hitting you 2 sided.

Here comes the right 36C... OUPS... and here comes the other 36!!!

Then I heard a song, 'meseket Hamama'. Hamama?!!! Hamamet meen belzabet! I could not laugh. I was shocked. Pretended I didnt hear. She commented. And I smiled.

Ah, what about the other 1.5 ladies.

Well, the .5 lady, still in her underwear, came holding her 'thing', shall i call it Pigeon? And asked to go to do peepee.. Yikes. Well, she holds her pigeon all the time!
Then she wants to go dodo!, and mother said its too early!!! EARLY!!! It is midnight!!

The other 1 is on the cell phone while watching a series on TV.

So 3.5 idiots in a big house. Not a word spoken. Hamama and pigeon are being caught. Ears deaf. Blood pressure up in my head from the banging.

I hate life if it is like this. No wonder I feel like banging my head in a 40DD!
Ah forgot to say this, the other lady is 38D. Easily.

They sat next to one another and we got 74CD--
36C+38D= 74CD
Upgrade= 76A
So, 4 boobs= 76A

And if you believe in commuism where goodies are distributed evenly, then you got yourself
76A/4=19A each boob.
19A*2= 36A each person.

Not bad! Had nasser known this will be the sizes, he would have made a boobs revolution, then Sadat will do a bra revolution to get rid of the traitor boobs who falls miserably behind the commonly shaking 36A.


Lime disease. Ruby. Pyramids. Charlotte. Nokia. Shubra. Alex. Ayooooo.

Deer meat. Pasta with vodka sauce. Expensive silverwear. Cheap napkins. Bad table manners.

Huge house. Electronic gate. Palace like. Big house. Small space. Furniture. Stairs. Up. Down.

Claude Monet. Monaliza. Egypt. Family. All tilted. All all picture tilted.

Crystal vase. Golden plates. Crystal and golden chandelier. Mosaic glass cheap lamp.

Jaquzzi. Golden tapes. Golden boarders. Huge golden candles. Emperor constantine.

Electronic bathroom. Did not know how to flush. Closed the seat. Prayed no one would notice.3 days passed. My pee still there. Now I knew how to flush.

Fancy clothes. Fancy watch. Fancy car. Staying all day in her PJ

Expensive lotions. Channel Mademosielle. 5 bathrooms. No shower all day.

Pampered girl. George the monkey all day. Spitting on me. In her underwear all day.

Fake life.