10 minutes later Lulu is wishing me the same thing and in my morning mood status I loose my temper and I take out on her all my morning frustrations. (sowwy...)
10 minutes later I am jubilating. By a weird turn of events I get my hands on a almost final draft of the most waiting book of the year. Book not released yet. I end up feeling like Anne Hathaway in "Devil wears Prada"... and as a kid...
The day was followed by a lunch when I feed mainly on the first 30 pages of the book, long trips to the toilet in the afternoon trying to hide from my fellow workers the printed book and the impatience to finish my work and leave the office. Once left the office the only things I had eyes for was the printed material. I wondered how I survived the trip home (which takes around one one and half hour) with my eyes glue to the script. Home another impediment between me and the script. My roommate wanted to inform me about her love life and if normally I slurp her words now I just nodding and picking to the novel in front of me and mentioning from time to time that she will be so late if she is no hurrying to get to damn party of her. After making sure that she didn't forget: keys, umbrella, money, hair pins, mirror, vinyl records I pushed her out of the door, locked the door and let the key in the door to make sure under any circumstances she will not get come back and around two I fall happily asleep with the book in my hands and magic in my heart.
Who knew... I am still kinda of a kid.
4 comments:
there it is, thats why I love you so much...you not lost the touch to it, as you said to me, still curious, still looking outside...as your sight is not blocked to see things...even you read Harry Porter:-)))
Harry who??? :P
is it potter?:-))) I have no idea:-)))
And lying about it as innocently as a kid does...(harry who?...hairy you>>:p)...hehe
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