sun 06 apr 2008 02:10:44 witte de withstraat
another sushi evening
today we had guests and ordered in sushi from "sushi me". jk was being very kind and understanding to me today, i think he understood that i was in a state. n fly was here and ak and the two b's, and ... and ... the most beautiful girl in the world. she actually showed up a bit early, so i tried to talk to her about werktuigbouwkunde. this was her first sushi. delivered by menna.
when we couldn't eat any more, we all (except jk who wanted to be alone) went to cut the crap in haarlemmerplein, where there was a party for florie (exhibiting art) and gancho (leaving nederland).
ianko was there and played some tunes including the one about shopska salata. while ianko was standing on the stairs playing the bouzouki and singing, with marina singing along, his jeans spontaneously fell to his ankles. veronica tried to coach him as to how to pull his pants up again, but he was busy.
boy b played guitar briefly on a reggae tune. it seemed boy b was having a hell of a time there, and that was very gratifying to see. i'd much rather see him hold a guitar than a gun any day. and when it was time to go he said he didn't want to leave. this boy may be destined for a life in rock and roll of zoiets. i asked girl b if her english was so good as boy b's, and she said ja hoor. the difference is he talks a lot more.
florie, who is going to geneve soon, is a pretty cool accordionist. i wish she could be in my movie. she gave me her youtube name, florancija, so i could look up her accordion videos. fave so far:
gancho's first film, in response to the afformentioned florie's accordion film, was one of the most beautiful short movies i've ever seen. it may still be on youtube at
"smitten" is the word i've been groping for. it's not possible to actually be in love with someone you don't even know. but you can be helemaal gek on them just by looking at them and their eyelashes or something.
i walked her to her bus at centraal. i think maybe along the way we talked about something. bus 111. knuffel.
what the hell. am i just waking up, or about to die?