Thursday, 28 September 2006

Of languages and linguistics

Over at +356 enigmaticMike is commenting upon the choice of languages that the Maltese version of the Cadillac is available in - English & German.

Well, how about this then - the Naxxar Local Council website is available in English... and French! Is the French Embassy located there perhaps? I don't know.

Saturday, 23 September 2006

I've never seen snow

After whingeing about not having been on holiday for two years, very possibly to the day because I think on this day in 2004 I was in Amsterdam, and judging by the time we were probably traipsing the streets or ambling in a park or heading towards Baba for afternoon tea; anyway, it is very very likely that I am going to Germany in December for "the Christmas markets". I was invited by a very good friend of mine who is in Malta at the moment, and it was too good an offer to turn down. So I've looked for flight prices (Lm83.74) and best dates (8th-15th) and now just have to confirm the dates with him and then see if I actually do have 4 days of leave to take off work! Oh it will be such a needed holiday.

In more concrete plans, we're going to see Boston Marriage tonight at SJ Cav. Firstly, I'm really happy that theatre season is starting again, and secondly I know the director.

And if by any chance you are married and are having an affair and aren't quite sure where to take your 'bit on the side' without bumping into anyone, I know the perfect new "exclusive" bar. I was surrounded by a group of people yesterday who largely fit in this category, the women looking like mutton dressed as lamb, and the men making sucking in their hanging guts to impress the mutton. It was amusing to watch for the first 5 minutes, but got old really quickly (no pun intended).

Sunday, 17 September 2006

Recipe for Disaster

My hair colour is not quite my hair colour. It's the colour that I have written on my card at my hairdresser so that it's kept constant everytime I go and "have it done". I'm not quite sure what my hair colour is, having been born with no hair, which then grew blonde and eventually went brown-ish. And then I discovered highlights :) But if I had to choose, I'd love to be a redhead. There is something about red hair that I love, and after I watched Laws of Attraction with Julianne Moore, I decided to try it out. It didn't quite work. I used one of those do-it-at-home kits which promised an all-around even colour, but only if you do it well. I didn't. I had patches. So I resigned myself to the fact that I will not be a redhead, neither like Julianne Moore nor Lindsay Lohan.

I cleaned up my 'C'Drive yesterday and came across saved MSN conversations, which I obviously had to browse through. The disjointedness (now a word) of the text is impressive really. There is no flow, no sense of pace; just phrases or words littered with typos because you're trying to key in your sentence before the other person enters theirs and ruins your train of text. And the only way to express tonality is through faces with sticking out tongues! I tend to gesticulate a lot when I speak (a Mediterranean habit apparantely) which also happens when I'm 'conversing' over MSN. I don't have a webcam (hate them) so it'll never be seen but my monitor is the recipient of many of my facial expressions and gesticulations.

Whilst thanking Maltagirl, Katherine and Troilus for taking the time to tell me what they think about me via my Johari Window, I'd like others to follow suit! I'm needy.

Wednesday, 6 September 2006

Drama Queen

After the recent downfall with the panto audition which apparantely went totally down the drain because of my dancing (say inside sources) aside - and it wasn't even what I was worried about since I spent two summers as a group leader and choreohraphed dances were our lives! But then again we didn't pretend to be good! I am taking part in this year's One Act Plays. It's a comedy with 5 women!! I haven't got the script yet but from the brief we got it seems to be funny :) Humour is good.

In other good news, one of my bestest friends is coming to visit in two weeks time, from Germany where he lives with his partner and we're going to do the tourist thing because his partner has only been to Malta once before (I think) so it'll be fun to go on a harbour cruise and get a history lesson. Is Sicilia Bar still a really good place to eat? And where is it exactly? I want to go to a typical Maltese place, that has amazing food and a view to match :) Matt is one of those friends whom I can not speak to for ages but it doesn't matter because we always catch up so well, and this time that he's been gone I've really missed him. In fact I'm trying to plan a trip to Germany in the hopefully not-too-distant future.

Saturday, 2 September 2006

I get by with a little help from my friends

And she's back! Yep, I think I may have found my muse again, or possible just something (mildly) interesting to write about.

I had Panto auditions today! *pause for dramatic effect* And yes I do pause when I think about them. I was in two minds as to whether turn up or not, especially after I heard that singing was going to be a big part of the audition. But then I thought to myself 'screw it, I'll go and see what happens'. So I went and I'm glad-ish. I was just so nervous that I had to look at my lines when doing my speech (although I knew it) and then I had to sing which is not something that I am comfortable with in front of people, when I'm sober. The first line of the song that I sang goes: What would you do if I sang out of tune would you stand up and walk out on me? Thankfully they didn't! So once that was done I could relax a bit, whilst we waited for the choreographer to turn up and teach us a couple of steps. It was not a pretty sight! We practised this short (but difficult for untrained dancers) routine twice and then had to do it in front of the panel. I got muddled in it... so I'm not holding my breath for a call-back.

The male:female ratio was unbalanced as always, and the majority of the girls were decked out in jazz shoes and dance wear, giving me the impression that dancing and walking are equally easy for them. Maybe I should have carried on with the jazz lessons when I was 9...

edit: As expected I wasn't selected as cast. No worries there. Ooh, and can I point out my Johari Window on the right-hand side of this blog - you can fill it in :)