Heart of gold

There I start with a song! What a weekend! I kinda drifted between excitement, fear, worry, exultation, embarrassment, worry, avoidance, grinning madly and back again (not a very stable person indeed).

So on Friday my friend had a party for the publication of her first fiction book http://hildapapadimitriou.gr/ It's in greek and we've been nagging her to translate it in English as I know people, some with spikes, some without would love it. It's a mystery, a music detective story, called For A Handful Of Vinyl Records. It's an interesting book because you can walk the streets she is describing and listen to the music of the book. The book is exploding with music. Someone is killing off record collectors, vinyl records. Every chapter starts with some lyrics, and there are a lot of references that music lovers can enjoy. Also the characters are real and have real passions and real reactions. Then of course there is the essential Athenian feel of the people. You know these people, you might be these people. I enjoyed the book and I guess that it shows.

So she had a party where her friends turned up, and boy we filled the cafe that the party was taking place in and we spilled in the plaza. There was drinking and dancing and hugs! Wonderful warm hugs from people I really like and I hope they like me. As a tactile person I adore hugs. It's the feeling of being engulfed by someone else, allowed within in a way. And I know about quality hugs. There's the Oh hi ones, and then there's the OMG I AM SO GLAD TO SEE YOU ones. Well I got plenty of the second kind. And i was embarrassed a bit from things but i kinda deserved it and the person that did it likes me a lot, so all's well.

Saturday was supposed to be a day of meeting people, persons, individuals, but it fell through, so I got stuck at home, with my bff at her home chatting with me on msn. Saturday kinda shorta definitely sucked.

Now Sunday i got to meet my PhD prof (yeah i am a busy little bee) and he is wonderful and awesome and clever and has been exactly that all the 15 years I've known him. I'm going to present a paper at a convention he decreed. Eeeek! goes my scarddy heart. Still... Hell yes!! Finally something worthy, something that will return value to me. It was a good meeting indeed and I felt what i always get near him. I felt more clever. I don't know if you have noticed it but when you talk to certain people they bring you up to their level and boy it's exhilarating.

My to do list then consists of the following

• finish my god-damned book by the end of July
• get a draft paper to my prof by the end of July
• inform my supervisor of the meeting with my prof
• love the people i love as intensely as I can
• and keep that feeling of being wanted of being thought special of being accepted near cause i am going to need it.

I know Hear of gold is a N. Young song but J.Cash owns most the songs he ever told. Sorry Hilda. :)