Vanity smurf, high maintenance bro:
https://youtu.be/NVcSNnqRD0c
Better off getting a new ride:
https://youtu.be/BrMnkbkzvik
Ok so I just mentioned a few postings ago about my first experience taking photos with a camera. Age like five at Taronga Zoo Sydney, taking photos of dingos then whatever other animals.
Well there was an interesting kinda corollary experience to that.... I had a landlady in Paris, from late December 2001 thru may 2002, at 1 Boulevard Pershing near Porte Maillot subway station. I'd get the subway there every workday and go work at a big oil company hq at la defense.
So I told my landlady one day in April that I'd be heading to Israel that weekend for the three day weekend and I remember going to her place and she offered me a shot of whisky or something. She was originally a Texan from like Dallas fort worth, her name was Laura. Very likeable. I never met her husband who was French and her two daughters presented as one a little overweight but super nice and friendly and the other thin and very attractive but kind of having issues with her vanity and ego, didn't seem so good (just based on the vibe they were putting out). I mean even the mom, Laura really was competing in terms of attractiveness.
Anyway so Laura says, here take my (skinny moody super model) daughter's camera with you, it's a special wide angle lens, like in the movies. But there are only like three pictures left on the roll and bring back the roll because skinny moody super model vanity smurf wants to develop all her photos.
The view from Laura's lounge room was stunning, like a magnificent panorama sweep of Paris with the Eiffel Tower there some miles away.
Ok Laura, no worries mate!
So I come back and return the camera and moody super model skinny insecure I'm so pretty vanity smurf wants to spit the dummy because apparently her roll of film had been ruined. I absolutely had no idea and thought about it and said that probably the Israeli security had ruined her exposures when they ran all my stuff through the x-ray machine, I mean I was totally innocent.
And this girl was all upset. I mean who knew looking back if it wasn't some scheme for attention but she really seemed upset based off my recollection of her aura. I don't think she was making it up. Laura told me to say sorry so I got her a postcard with two horses on it and wrote sorry on the back. I mean maybe I should have offered her lunch or something. Maybe she had a crush on me, I don't know. I always avoided these super good looking girls as I never liked their vanity much, regardless of nationality.
Not that ugly women are the solution. When it comes to women, there is no solution, no answer. That's why men go to war. Even that's better than women.
So my nightmare last night, some guy was being slowly murdered by like a Tasmanian Tiger or something, looked more like a bear. Pretty cringey watching him on his last legs bleeding out. A lot of emotion in the dream like fear and disgust. Probably a metaphor for the state of my marriage.
Militarily this dream is also symbolic of both Russia's and Ukraine's losses in this war. Both parties are victimised on many levels. Not everyone in Ukraine and Russia are feeling pain but others definitely are.
Currently Ukraine's position is like this simple plan song:
https://youtu.be/r0U0AlLVqpk
It should be like this:
https://youtu.be/Lpds3V90VbM
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