October 28, 2006

Metal boxes

La llibreta i el llapis, un migdia qualsevol al Little Italy de Pau Claris, dinant i fent algun esborrany de futur conte ...

This letter below was found in the warehouse of a beautiful old Ceretan cottage, in a rusty and surreal metal box of unaccomplished dreams from war time:


Hello.

It seems like you are looking for a Catalan lady, as certainly my level of Catalan is not good enough to understand all that you wrote, but maybe this is just fueling my interest in learning this bloody complicated language.

I am English with probably too much character, attractive (intensity of light, time of day, hours worked and whether I have drank too much the night before varies this slightly), and am fairly good at not pissing people off although I have been known to be slightly too forward with my opinions on people's hair content (but only with their best interests in mind), so saying that I therefore high score on "originalitat".

As far as being secure of myself, well that all depends on the moment, time of the month and "variables" of that kind, but in general on a scale of 1 to 10 it would be on the up side of 5. A kind of healthy, modest, "sure" of hereself but very sensitive on the other hand is how I might describe me.

As far as "rollos" go, they are against my religion; I am a certified Catholic, aposchocoaholic, a great believer in no sex before marriage (isn't that what Catholics believe in?) and have a huge cruxifix hanging precariously above my bed so even though I would like have rollos I CAN NOT!!! THAT'S RIGHT, I CAN NOT!! Christ how depressing!

Oh yes, and I don't talk about ex's (also another plus point on the "originalitat" score board), other women, men (actors or actresses are ok as they are unobtainable and probably boring and pretentious), and I can cook (I have some cook books ... somewhere), so I hope I have not given too much away about myself and have maintained an air of mystery!

Best,

D.

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