Mag Piece for FT Magazine, 2010

What a shame you couldn't make it. Would have loved to see you. Woke up quite late today, very hungry, but in those perfect bedsheets of T's country house. Then crawled in A's bed for a minute, and with our morning talk the evening afterthoughts, “did i say something stupid ?”, went away quickest, we fetched some coffee along with peanut butter and strawberry jam sandwiches from the ridiculous grande kitchen here. A was very cute.

Later, B came along and we decided to watch High Art. Remember it ? A romantic story between two women, photographer/artist Lucy Berliner and Syd (no family name), who is working as this editor at a magazine called Frame. Totally forgot how hilarious it is. Patricia Clarkson and Tammy Grimes are so great in it.

http://www.imdb.com/video/screenplay/vi363659545/

Ha- ambition, seduction and sacrifice !

I bet B thought that i took the film for serious, but i was really too lazy to say something against the thought.

It's still bit complicated between us. I wonder why, really. I can't think of anything i did what deserves that kind of behaviour. So maybe i should just start really forgetting about it all. The whole thing is saddening me quite a bit, though.

Anyway, we watched another film. Gorillas in the Mist with Sigourney Weaver. There's this scene where she is talking gorilla in her jungle hut. So funny !!! No Happy End, of course.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sy_7OeoZCQY

As we dumbly realised that at the end of both films the main female character chooses suicide, A thought of watching Die Klavierspielerin with Isabelle Huppert, T gladly had it in his DVD Library. It still spotted one of those cover stickers on it: provocative, pervert, fascinating. I had a hard time watching it, was attracted and repulsed at the same time. The others couldn't believe that i haven't seen it before. Ends with a suicidal bread knife attack.

Sadly, have to go now, maybe we have more time to talk next time we meet.

I attached a photo from the last time we've been here together. Was it T's birthday ? Somehow like it, we are laughing and G looks a bit like a weird beast.

Xx

S.

Didn't you ask for words i like at the moment ? Pretentious pointless prattle

Or another: Bloody bad stiff neck. What's yours ?

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