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fabulous legs [deleted] 10:39pm, 1 January 2007
Here, I'll post images of both emotional and dull content, depending on the mood of the day. The following, though dating back a month or so, reflects my mood this last few weeks. There's room for improvement in 2007.

Last entry

Me, once again
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fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 1st, 2007

2007 begins the way 2006 ended: in a quiet, dull, greyish and never-ending afternoon.

Just my luck.

Countdown activated / Status: D-3
B e t h 11 years ago
Is this a view from your home window, or work, or somewhere else. I like the contrasts.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Thank you!
It's from my window, actually.
alert chicken [deleted] 11 years ago
looking forward to the dull content... :)

happy new year!
Android9 PRO 11 years ago
I like the patterns and the treatment here. Especially the dichotomy of straight lines from the apartment building, and wild tangle of lines from the trees. Very cool.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Well, thank you guys. I thought it was crappy so it first went to the trash can... Glad it's not that bad after all.
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 2nd, 2007

Countdown activated / Satus D-2

I realized I definitely couldn't afford the economy of a proper course on Photoshop CS2 any longer. So here I am, reading books about it, giving a try at different things at the same time, hoping I can unlock the arcana. Tap into the Power.

Cocktail of the day:
- a third of soup (leeks, potatoes, an onion, some salt and water of course)
- a third of department store rush to get...
- a third of Photoshop CS2 training.

Music track of the day:
Nina Hagen - 99 Luft Balloons.

Edit: I changed the date from 2006 to 2007 ; old habits die hard...
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 3rd, 2007

Countdown activated / Status D-1

I'm gonna end up locked-up for a few days. Tonsillectomy due tomorrow, first thing in the morning. I thought this could illustrate the feeling.

I have no idea if I'll be able to communicate verbally, and if not for how long. I don't want to know in advance, I'll discover this soon enough It brings back memories and feelings I'd have preferred left alone in their dark corner of my mind.

Yes, I've known far worse than this. Those entitled to know already do. The others, well... Maybe someday. You most probably never will, though.

This is why my last pics where indoor shots: I can't afford to catch anything as a simple cold.

So no pic this thursday, even though i'll take my cell phone with me. I don't think I'll post anything before friday, if there's something I can use out of the so-called camera equipping this phone.

Track o' the day:
Technotronic - Pump up the Jam
PutYourFlareOn PRO 11 years ago
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Thanks to you, I think I'll defintitely survive this one ;D
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Note to anyone who may read this thread: Even though I have no idea why, I get overly serious when I start writing, don't let it fool you... It doesn't mean I'm particularly glum or moody. Then again, I sometimes am.
Sandra.Pi 11 years ago
pump pump the jam pump it up/while your feet are stompin'

good luck at your tonsillectomy.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Yes! I'm not the only freak out there!!!

Nice to meet you, Sandra.
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 4th, 2007

The light of day is still a few hours away, I’m already out. Taking “le métro” to get there before 7.30.

Funny taste in my mouth, legs stiff. I’ve barely slept one our this night. Excited. Wound up tight. Having to go to the hospital to have one’s tonsils removed may have that effect. Especially going lone. Or perhaps it is the side-effect of a long-awaited, longed for, conversation last night. Or both. Probably both. But the latter in itself…

Waking up, I realised – I mean really realised – I was going on my own. For the first time in my life, I’m going to be “put under”, as they say, and I’m alone, on my own. Though it is a benign “snip/snap, out you go” kind of operation, it’s a strange feeling.

All sorts of feelings/memories/sensations are flooding back.
(two stations left before I get off)
I’m cold and on edge.
(one stop)
Crap. This is it.

Second shower of the day. If I had known, I’d have stayed in bed longer this morning. I’ve taken my sleeping pills, waiting for them to kick-in.

They’re taking me away.
Visions of corridors and neon lights flashing past. Funny, that’s the only part I remember about my adenoids being removed when I was 5 or 6.
Then, the coldness of the O.R. and the preparations that go with it. No "Please, count back from ten for me” this time. Right, this is no Nip/Tuck episode. I won’t come out of this looking handsome.
But still, oblivion awaits.

I wake up in the recovery room, near the O.R. throat is sore. Can feel two little holes where there used to be meat. My meat. You were right, by the way.

I’m terribly hot inside – “That’s probably because of the medication”, says a nurse. I consider asking her about the “probably” and let it go, I’m too tired to argue. That’s a one in a lifetime occurrence and none of my friends and relatives will have witnessed it. Ain’t that a shame? Hmm!

My glasses are in the locked cupboard in my room, a few floors up. I can’t see shit.

I’m on pain-killers. There’s a morphine self-dispenser above my left shoulder and its remote is near my right hand.

“Between 0 and 10, where do you place your pain level?”, asks yet another nurse – or is it still the same? “About three, I guess”, I manage to say through this rough-edged tunnel that used to be my throat. She’ll come back with the same question two or three times.

Something like and hour and a half, maybe two hours later, I decide to give Sister Morphine a shot (aha!), just to see if it changes anything. It doesn’t seem to kick-in so I leave it alone for now. I become depressed when on morphine, so I’m not particularly willing to try it.

I finally go back to my room. Which allows me to 1) take a leek 2) put my glasses back on and 3) write about what happened the last six hours.

I’m trying to read a book about Photoshop but I can’t concentrate more than 20 minutes before fading out. Even so, I guess I’ll have to read it again: I don’t think I’ll remember any of it.
I keep up that rhythm until…

Ok, I give up. This baby food is just awful. I try to convince myself it is not – after all, it is going to be the largest part of my meals for the next ten days.

I go back to my routine with Photoshop and troubled sleep.

I give up once more: I can’t concentrate. So I try to sleep. But I had forgotten how much these tubes – I.V. and oxygen – can be bothering.


Track o' the day:
Rufus Wainwright - Natacha
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 5th, 2007

I’ve been on and off most of the night. Been woken up 5 or 6 times for blood pressure testing and temperature sampling. I’m peeing even more than my usual self. Great…

This time it is a staff meeting. “It was no luxury operation, chap”, says the Chief of Medicine who cut me twenty-four hours ago. My tonsils were naughty bastards, full of crypts or whatever…

My father has come to pick me up and take me back home. I didn’t want him to beforehand, but I shamelessly say I’m glad he did. I’m not in the greater of shapes.

Of course, the paperwork for my going home is only half-done, so the lady supposed to check me out kindly proposes to send all of it to me by mail. Boy, do I look such a mess, for her not to wait any longer for the assistant personnel to do their job?

Once home, I take a gargantuan leek, change in more comfortable clothes and try to hang around. Too much time in bed or just lying down these last twenty-four hours. I then realise this bastard have nicked one of my front teeth. Oh, great. I crawl back to bed.

After getting down my pain-killers, I force myself to eat something. Of course, it is cold, liquid and milk-based. Peach-apricot flavour. Yummy…

I decide to update this diary. I have to take a picture for today, but I don’t know what. Not a self, I really look crappy. This will have to do.

Blood group card

See you tomorrow.

Track o’ the day :

Rammstein - Feuerräder
Ladybadtiming PRO 11 years ago
leroyer Posted 11 years ago. Edited by leroyer (member) 11 years ago
Yo dude !!!

Have a fine recovery...
You know, you DON'T have to go through all that kind of stiff just to avoid coming at a flickr@paris monthly meeting, don't you ?

And well, eating milk based things... you're life is not so bad after all, you crybaby.

Take it easy, and take care o yourself.
Hope to see you back soon.

[philippe leroyer - the milky bald guru on a day by day basis : too much pleasure for all !]
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Thank you both!
And yes, A+ can't be bad :)
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 5th, 2007

Well, it's not as bad as I thought it would be. It's definitely not pleasant, but I can live with that. Hell, I've lived with "not pleasant" things – or people – for almost all my life. Not pleasant things, unpleasant things and even really bad things. I can cope with that. I've learned it the hard way.

But there are things I still can't cope with. Being rejected. Left alone. I think I never will be able to live with that. Then again, who can? I'm not unique in that. Does it means it has to be any easier for me, for us? Knowing we're not alone loathing being alone?

No, it doesn't.
So, I'm tremendously happy every time I think of all the good people who stand by me these days. Of those who stood by me when the going got tough. To all of you, even if you never read this, I say "Thank you, guys. You made me who I am today and I'm proud to be able to call you Mom, Dad or Friend".

Though I've paid the price – as we all did, do or will do – for learning that the world is cruel and filled with sharks and bastards, I'm deeply a humanist. I love people. I love you, out there in front of your computer screen. As I've already written on my stream's home page, "Enjoy. Hate if you have to. Do not remain indifferent. Despise not."

To finish these two-day story, I'll end up with another quote.
This one is dedicated to all the wannabe artists out there. Keep this in mind.

"Take a dump, call it a frog and they'll be ecstatic".
Ok, I quote myself. This way, it may stick and become a saying some day.
Or not.

Good night and good luck.
chibi_butterfly 11 years ago
Have a good recovery!

I'm glad they let you home. Hospitals are really upsetting if you spend there more than an hour (and you are not doctor). But now you're home so everything gonna be fine. :)

Take care of yourself,

Ana ( Mu aasta piltides)
brash deer [deleted] 11 years ago
Good luck, I've trought this recently and I hope you'll get a better one than mine.

One single advice, whatever painful it can be, keep eating, as much as you can handle, you'll see how smoother everything goes.

My mistake was to stop eating, that was a really bad idea...
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
Thanks, Ana. You're right about hospitals: the less time you spend in them, the better!

Thank you, Bruno: I'll keep that in mind. It's not that easy, but I'll do it.

Edit: By the way, I don't know if it was the same for you, but right now, my worst enemy isn't food but water. It burns real bad where my left tonsil used to be. Actually, it hurt so bad this morning, I crawled back to bed to let the pain-killers do their job.
brash deer [deleted] 11 years ago
I could never drink water the first week, but water+sirop or sugar worked fine.

I found out that pH of the food/drink is the most important, and it evolves depending on where you are in your recovery. Like at the beginning any milk stuff was the only thing that was not too much burning, but then it was the opposite, it burned like hell.

You have to try many thing, but keep eating/drinking, you need to wash out the back of your throat as much as possible, by whatever means
Glow* Posted 11 years ago. Edited by Glow* (member) 11 years ago
I was reading a few daily diaries when I thought of you and that surgery you had to do and then I read you thread and I feel powerless...I'd like to do something that helps you but I know there's not much to do;like Bruno said;time will make it go better and better so I personnaly think the more you can sleep the better,you won't see the hours pass...
And hey, if you don't cope with morphine,why don't you try weed ?,I heard they use it in some hospitals as pain killer!

Maïa's world, at least what she's ok to share with the rest of the world!;)
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 6th, 2007

Today’s been strange.

It began around 8.30 with a terrible pain in my throat when I tried to swallow my medication. First time I’ve actually suffered by swallowing water. The pain was so intense I had to lie down so I crawled back to bed.

To wake up at 14.30. The pain was gone, so was the morning. So much for the warrior image. Ok, I’m a sissy. Now you know.

Been dozing all afternoon. Gone back to crash between 17.00 and 18.30. Obviously, at 22.00, I’m dizzy once more. So I crawl back to bed, with just enough time to politely end a conversation on MSN. I really think I’m going to pass out.

Guess what? Now I’m in bed, I’m perfectly awake, not sleepy at all, no thank you sir.

I almost don’t sleep at all. I wake up every now and then to turn around under my sheets. Great. Tomorrow will be better. It’d better be or I’ll kick his sorry butt ‘till doomsday.

Countdown activated / Status: D+2

Track o’ the day:

Avenged Sevenfold – Trashed and Scattered.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Maïa: thanks for the tip, but I quit smoking almost three years ago now, so I'm not gonna fall for that one.
Bruno: I'm trying to eat and drink as much as possible, but you know what it's like...
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 7th, 2007

Ok, water’s definitely not my friend anymore. If only I could indulge myself in beer… But no, milk-based food it is. So it shall be.

I feel like a toddler without an appetite. I’m not sure I even eat 500 Kcal a day. Well, I needed to loose some weight, so let’s enjoy the forced diet.

Countdown activated / Status: D+3

Yes, I’m complaining about the food. Of course I am.
No, I’m not complaining about the surgery or the pain. Of course I’m not.
It’s the little things that bug me most. Not the big ones, those that will either get you killed or will see you through. Either way, you’re better off when they’re done playing with you.

Throw me an appetite-challenging meal like the ones I have to face now and I’ll bitch and bitch all day long. Throw me a life-threatening challenge, and you won’t hear a sound from me. Why? Because you don’t have time to complain: it’s do or die.

I just hope for your sake that you don’t already know this.

Tonight, it’s going to be the last episode from Scrubs (try it, you’ll get hooked) and perhaps a few episodes from Heroes (looks kind of cool, I must say).


Tomorrow’s just another day.

Track o’ the day:
Elmer Food Beat – Le plastique c’est fantastique.
sunshinecity 11 years ago
Heros is a great show... I saw the first few episodes in the US this summer... hasn't reached here yet in Italy.

As for your surgery and your recovery, I hope you get well soon. I'd cook something nice for you, but you wouldn't be able to east it, so to make you feel better I'd put on some really soothing music, your pick, and then maybe surprise you later with a book...

~ sunshinecity - a picture, a story
Heidulius 11 years ago
Scrubs is totally addictive :) Hope you feel better (and eat better) very soon!

Heiða D.
leroyer 11 years ago
Wow wow wow, pal...
Things look not so bright.
You got my phone number, right ???

And here, if you prefer to write, is my msn adress :

Do not hesitate.
Keep the faith.
And don't forget you got friends.
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
I self-deleted my last entry.
Lots of frustration going berserk only deserves to get to the trash can.
Still, one thing remains: I'm quite fucked-up, all right.

Thank you ladies for the good vibes, they're most appreciated. And most welcome. Thank you Philippe for your concern. I'll get over it, one way or the other. Warrior spirit is the rule.

Good night and good luck.

Track o' the night:
Survivor - Eye of the Tiger.
leroyer 11 years ago
Yeah, well, warrior spirit my ass...
Oh, you didn't know ?
Yes, my ass's got the warrior spirit !

Get over it, for sure... just don't think you're all alone.
And msn is just a click away.
Glow* 11 years ago
yeah, I'm round the corner too, if you need a pretty fucked up help (trying to get fixed)

Maïa's world, at least what she's ok to share with the rest of the world!;)
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
Thank you, guys. Though I'll go to close friends when the need really arises (I'm not that into talking about my problems...), I really appreciate your concern.
Ladybadtiming PRO 11 years ago
well, maybe you need my magic sentence
somebody gave it to me on a low day
here it goes
"life is huge"
(in wideness of course)
all the best

[LadyBadTiming / snapshooting my life away, day after day, after day, after day]
DaBourz 11 years ago
And remember, don't listen too much to "Eye of the Tiger", it can arm ...

fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 8th, 2007

Howdy how, people!

First of all, I’d like to thank you all, freaks and other kinds of people who have shown me you cared at least a little for my well-being. It’s much appreciated and won’t be forgotten. At least until my next hangover, I promise.

Soooo! Here comes another rant from your best friend in town, Mister Good Mood Joyfellow. Since I can’t make things change, I’ll just change my approach to them once more. Am I in a foul mood? So be it! Let’s play pretend I’m in a reaaaaaaally good mood until it turns that way. You never know, it might actually work – you’ll notice I said might.

My day’s been even more boring than the previous ones. Couldn’t get interested in anything. Bored almost to death, I ended up playing with my camera. Toying with my camera would be more accurate, as you will see later on.

I had absolutely no idea what kind of picture I could get for today – why, without any way of going out, you soon find there’s not much of interest to shoot in your apartment. So I rounded up the very small amount of grey matter that tries these days to pass for my brain – I know it’s not, but until I can prove it otherwise, I’ll keep my mouth shut: I don’t want to upset it. What came out of this brainstorm was… not much actually. Instead of playing with myself till I grow another Joy Stick to replace this tired old one – Jeez, has it suffered... – I decided to actually play with my camera.

Ok. Now, what do I need to do that? Mmmm… Let’s see. First of all, no way I’m going to show my face again today – that would be too easy. So, it’s just the camera by itself, playing. Playing to do what? Aow…

I scratched my head a few times before my parasitic fiend – yes, fiend not friend, get yourself a dictionary dammit – of a brain came up with this: “What if the camera was playing naughty with itself in front of a mirror? Eh? Whaddayasay?”. Yeah, right. Shut up now brain, will you?

Come on, how could a static piece of electronic hardware could touch itself that way? No, that was out of the equation. But.

There’s always a but.

Not a “butt” damn you, a “but”. Well, yeah, there’s some butt from time to time, but not here, no. Come on, have you forgotten? This is my life we're talking about. This is no PG-rated program. No no. No sir, not on this page. Well, not today. Or is it? Oh. Sorry. Slipped through the filters, I guess.

So. No camera self-indulgence. But! What about the camera getting it? I mean really getting it? The whole she-bang. Aha! There’s a wicked idea for you!

So here comes my first porn still-shot movie. No midget, no children or chicken, but a teddy bear and a fluffy puppy.

Makes you horny, eh? Yeah, I knew it would, you little beep! beep! beep! beep! beep! beep! beeeeeeeeeeeep!!!!!

Enjoy the show while it’s on and don’t forget: there’s love involved!

Sex Machine - Part I

Track o’ the day:
Bloodhound Gang – The Bad Touch.
sunshinecity 11 years ago
This is a great shot!! The little bear is just the cutest!!
I know, you're secretly stating that's you up there!!!
; )

~ sunshinecity - a picture, a story
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Actually, it's a puppy and yes, it's cute as hell! It's made of super-sweet I-don't-know-what filled with tiny polysterene foam balls you know, like those pseudo-antidepressant thinggies you have to mush-mush between your fingers?

Little gift to my Mom for a Mother's day, a few years back.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
The rest of this porn still-shot movie is obviously located on my stream...
Glow* Posted 11 years ago. Edited by Glow* (member) 11 years ago
Well...hum...this one doesn't look nasty enough, we wanna see real camera sex here,not cuddles!
Yeah!Right! Go and get them back again!




Did I hear a "No"???


....well, okay, then if you cam and his teddy bear dude don't wanna go nasty in front of you, you'll have to be the nasty one!


What are you waiting for???



Maïa's world, at least what she's ok to share with the rest of the world!;)
Bernard- 11 years ago
Well Stéphane, glad to see you are pretending to be in a good mood. Even faking a smile is good for you. :)
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Hey, Bernard! How're you doing, pal?
As a matter of fact, I can pretend to such an extent that I actually end up in a good mood. Ok, it won't last very long if there's no actual and substantial change, but that's better than to keep moanin' "Wah got da blues!..."
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Late philological update:
I'm now definitely sure that there is a tongue (a language, you big perverts!) somewhere on Earth, where "Stéphane" actually means "love".

Yep. That's a fact. Oh yeah.
Seeing is believing.
Come to me and you will believe, too.
Come to me, ladies. Coooome to meeeee!
sunshinecity 11 years ago
lol... your bittersweet mood makes me smile... I know deep inside you're dying to smile... I can feel it!!!

I loved the camera porn.... you have some very naughty friends!! Maybe you can convince them to make a buck off of that??

~ sunshinecity - a picture, a story
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
You know, this last entry of mine is the closest you'll find of me being myself here: that's so close to me, it's scary...
And yes, I want to smile. I can't help it. Ask around: I'm a cool guy. Except when I'm not, obviously.
Glow* 11 years ago
Love? Be careful, that'll make the guru come to you...;-)
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Let him come. I'll show him.
Sex Guru vs. Love Guru.

Could be interesting.
Glow* 11 years ago
which one is which?
I'm lost!
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
One should read more carefully what one's screen is displaying.
Which means: "Would you please pay attention, now?"
Glow* 11 years ago
cherriza 11 years ago
That's an awful lot of words for a boring day... I'll have to go back and read the rest ;0)

Better than Last...
Bernard- 11 years ago
I'm doing pretty good. It seems a lot of us have the wintertime blues. Just have to remember it's only temporary, and not get caught up in the moment. Try to set a fun goal for yourself, keep yourself busy. Life is too short for all this sadness. :)
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 9th, 2007

You’re back to get your daily dose of nonsense, are you not? Getting addicted already? He he… I thought you might.

Sooooo!... Here’s my daily routine, offered to you free of charge, courtesy of Flickr.com and your dear – or hated – ISP. Oh by the way, the European Association of Physicians/Wookies asked me to warn you: as any addiction, this one can prove, if not lethal, dangerous to your health. Now you’re warned.

Another good day of boredom has struck these green pastures that are my daily life. What can I say? Out of a job and barely coping with the trauma of surgery – I’m feeling better by the way, thank you very much – can’t bring glamour into the picture, now can it?

I have to admit there was a highlight to my day. I got out. Yep. On my own. Yes sir. First time since I got out of the hospital last Friday (January 5th). Almost no movement at all in five and a half days plus roughly 500 Kcal a day, gives you a 4% overall weight loss and a hasty retreat to the Hero’s Lair after half an hour of snap shooting things in the neighbourhood.

I’m quite happy with the shots I took, actually. From twelve shots, nine can be of use. Well… To my standards, anyway. Oh, yes, for those of you who don’t know that already, I’m not your trigger-happy usual photographer – Raw format and Camera Raw helps tremendously in that.

But, back to the original point. I played sissy after a brief period out and came home to swallow the pain-killers I had not felt the need for the rest of the day. I had forgotten that walking – simply walking – accelerates the blood-flow, thus causing traumatised flesh to swell a bit and then start to hurt. And in my condition, you clearly don’t want that.

I don’t know if you’ve ever been unable to speak your mind for some reason, but this is the first time for me. It’s was quite strange and funny at the same time to explain to my baker – half-mimicking and half-whispering – that I just needed one “baguette bien cuite” instead of the usual three because we already had two in the Freezer – yes, three on Tuesdays: they’re closed on Wednesdays and Thursdays. And yes, a good baguette can survive happily in your Freezer for a few days if it’s not Siberia in there. Can it freeze Vodka? Then it’s too cold – don’t laugh, it really happened to me.

Aaaanyway… That was quite fun to just try and do that.

Back to photography. I’ve had my eye caught almost exclusively by pieces of machinery today. I don’t know why. Perhaps because they were everywhere I went. Yes, most probably because of that. So it was mostly shapes, contrasts and depth of field.

Adeptus Mecanicus

That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
Propaganda – P. Machinery
Bernard- 11 years ago
You are a picky photographer too? Back in my film days I was lucky if I liked one shot from a 25 exposure roll. Digital has changed everything, I don't spend half the day in the darkroom, and I experiment more.

Glad to see you're out and about. :)
sunshinecity 11 years ago
great shot! interesting machine!

~ sunshinecity - a picture, a story
ILIGHT 11 years ago
That is interesting DOF. The restriction and the wrap around jump out from the image. I sense control and cold. Nice effect!
~images& words: 2007
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 10th, 2007

Hello happy people hello!

Not much cheer and laugh tonight, let me apologize in advance.

I’ve been grumpy all day. All I’ve wanted from the moment I woke until now is to get back in bed, roll over under the feathers and suck my thumb. Yep, one of those days you just want to hug someone and get hugged back.

I haven’t seen any of my friends for more than three weeks now and it’s getting real long. I feel terribly alone and I hate that. I know they’re out there, I even have some of them on the phone now and then, but it’s not the same thing, is it?

I’m getting anxious to see this recovery through. Though it’s not half as painful as I anticipated, I really need to regain my mobility. That is, to be able to go out if and when I choose, not just when my throat will finally allow me to.

I miss company almost as much as I did a few years back, when it was staying home almost 24/7 or jeopardizing my very survival. Didn’t know that, did you? Well, now you do. Eight month like that and you really get to cherish every moment a close friend chooses to spend with you. And to almost hate him for not staying longer, that terribly long afternoon, just because he’s going for a game with his cousins. Game you usually participate in, of course.

Ah, whatever. Different times, different conditions and different considerations. I’m not in any danger, it will not last more than a few days – a week tops.

But I still feel blue. And I really feel like a hug. Yep. A warm and tender hug, nothing more. Just that hug.

It’s one of those days I crave tenderness to a point it almost hurts. Almost.

Purple Rain

That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
Norah Jones – Turn me on.
mscjwharton 11 years ago
I know it isn't a real one but I am sending you a cyber hug anyway. When I feel like that I sometimes imagine myself being hugged, and it helps a little. I often forget to do that though.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
He he... I've tried it all day but it didn't work.
It's not the same, after all.

Thanks for the cyber hug, Colleen.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 11th, 2007

Hello, chaps from around the globe. This is a morning update from your dear ol’ Tonsil-man.

I’ve stopped cortisone yesterday and pain is back with a vengeance. And as Bruno suggested, milk-based food seems to be the problem now, when water doesn’t seem to hurt anymore. That’s just great.

Considering the mess my throat is right now – scar tissue slowly going off – what am I supposed to eat? Solid food won’t do it yet and anything close to yogurt probably won’t either.

Ah, well. I will definitely see when I rampage my fridge for something edible – by the way, anyone beside me remember that computer game, Rampage?

As of now 12.30, I don’t feel as grumpy as I did yesterday. Doesn’t mean I got that hug I – still – crave, but it seems I feel a bit better. Probably thanks to a few Cyber Hugs I got from some of you, out there!

Ok, I’ll let you know tonight what the rest of my day was like. I don’t foresee lots of fun, but hell, you never know!

Stay tuned!

Track o’ midday:
Frankie Goes To Hollywood – Welcome to the Pleasure Dome.
Ladybadtiming PRO 11 years ago
alert chicken [deleted] 11 years ago
Stephane, grumpy is OK ain't it? Just not all the time ...lol... I'll see your FGTH and raise it by:

Bronski Beat - Smalltown Boy ;)

Best wishes! Hang in there!
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Thank you, guys. I do appreciate it.
But Alex, I'm being forced into the use of Unconventionnal Music of the 80's now... Let's raise the stakes, shall we?

Track o' the afternoon:
Visage - Fade to Grey.
Bernard- 11 years ago
So you are climbing on items in your fridge and smashing them like in the game?

I'm not a doctor, but I play one on flickr...my perscription: People, not to eat silly, to talk with.

I hope you'll feel better soon. Happy thoughts going your way. :)
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 11th, 2007
Evening update

It’s a fact now, pain is back in my world. I won’t complain, I knew there was to be some and I had not really felt any until today.

I haven’t lost as much weight as I had anticipated – and hoped. I’m barely under four and a half kilos after a week of forced diet. A strong one, at that. I’d need to double that to reach something worth the effort. My double chin is reducing but still noticeable. And my love handles are still more like Fire Escape Handles… On the other hand, my beer belly has reduced quite well. I will have to keep eating yogurts and more yogurts for a few weeks until I can go back to the swimming pool. Hehe…

For lunch I tried something different today. I tried some hachis parmentier (cottage pie if I’m correct). I couldn’t have thought of anything worse, in fact. Except chili, I guess. After just a few spoons of it, my throat started to tell me how bad it hated me. Oh, how it hated me at that moment… And how I hated myself for my own stupidity. I knew it wasn’t such a good idea…

I rushed to my pain-killers and got them in as fast as possible. I then went down to check the mail, discovered with pleasure that this month’s issue of one of the photo magazines I read had arrived.

Considering the only place I feel well in during day time is my bathtub, you can imagine what followed. It may sound girly – as if I gave a crap about that – but I feel very comfy in there. So I got in at around 15.30, with my magazine and cell-phone close by.

I got out at 18.10. I read almost all of my magazine, had a twenty-minute phone call at the end of which I damned to hell all phone-callers of the Earth for the renewed pain in my throat… And then forgave her, for she had called to check up on me. Bless her, she’s a kind-hearted girl. And a long-time close friend.

Tomorrow, I’m going for a check-up at the hospital. They will tell me how things are going in there and what the following days will be like. It seems to be healing very well, but I’d like to be sure. And I really need to tell them that – even if it’s no big deal – I would have like them to tell me that they had nicked my tooth instead of discovering it by myself. Can they ever take responsibility?

Loosing weight

That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the night:
Frank Sinatra – Send in the clowns.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 12th, 2007

Hello folks.

I slept badly and very little last night. It won’t be a long entry tonight. Don’t feel that energetic. And there isn’t much to say about today, so I’ll make it short.

I seem to finally see the light. My throat is healing nicely. That’s great, because I was getting concerned about the feeling of emptiness back there. It is very strange to feel two gigantic holes in the back of one’s throat. Manhattan-sized holes. The caves are so big, it makes me feel as if I’m about to swallow my tongue each time I simply swallow. Weird. Really weird.

To definitely cut down on the pain that came back to me yesterday morning, I’ve caught up with cortisone. On one hand, it’s cool because I don’t feel much of anything. On the other hand… cortisone and pain-killers seem to have a cumulated effect that makes me both tense and marshmallow-like. Yeah, I don’t eat much. That too may be a reason.

I should be through all this in three or four days, now. I can’t wait my first medium-rare steak plus mustard. Or chili with rice. And bread. Real bread to go with real cheese. Ahhhhh…

No real inspiration for today’s photo, as you can see.

See the light...

That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the night:
Placebo – Special K.
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 13th, 2007

Good day to you all, over-fiends of the web. Well, to any of you who care to read this diary of a sort.

I’ve been hunting the web and the specialised magazines for a few days now and I fear there is no tool you can use today to replace your lovely ol’ friend of a DSLR when you want to go light, and not with four or five kilos of equipment. Plus the burden of something you cannot conceal that easily – if ever.

Isn’t it something strange? We develop all kinds of tools and appliances to ease our life, day in and day out, we create ever more powerful and compact digital cameras, but we are not yet able to produce one single lens-carrying device that is both able to take good pictures and stay in one’s jacket pocket.

I’ve been thinking about this for quite a while, actually. As some of you know or have seen through my stream – for those who do, thank you for dropping by once in a while, by the way – I shoot with a Canon 5D, two primes (50mm f/1.4 and 85mm f/1.8) and two zooms (17-40mm f/4 and 70-200mm f/4). Though I enjoy tremendously the results and the feeling of that beast in my hands, I’ll confess that sometimes, something more discreet could come in handy.

I know you will tell me that there are plenty of compact cameras out there that can do the gig: Canon Ixuses, Casio Exilims and many others.

But they won’t do it for me. When you’re used to shooting with something like a 5D, you can’t go back to that. I need something that can make really good photos, prints in 20x30 cm (8x12 in) minimum. And in Raw. I don’t need any fancy shit like face recognition, anti-shake, or 18-450 mm equivalent…

I, like many others, dream of a carry around camera that would use a 28 mm to 50 mm prime lens, a real viewfinder (no point-and-shoot), f/2.8 and Raw format. Period.

Manufacturers have been able to do just that for decades now. I’m not talking about telemetric cameras like Leica Ms or jewels like that. Simple cameras that you can carry around for day to day photography and get quality photos out of at the same time.

I seem to have found one that may suit my needs. But only partially. It’s a 21/28mm (where I would prefer a 35mm), with external viewfinder (it’s a plug-on actually), 8 MP and Raw-capable but one-year old already, has difficulty above 400 ISO and costs around 600 euros ($775, I guess).

I very well may fall for it. But it still won’t exactly be what the carry around ideal would be. I’m mostly afraid the manufacturer may replace it with a more competent model in the coming months.

Someday, when I’m rich and powerful, I’ll buy myself a Leica plus lenses.

Ah, well… Life’s too tough…

Vignetting away...

That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the night:
Avenue Q – The Internet is for Porn.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 14th, 2007

Hi folks.

This entry won’t be long, I think. This day has been more or less empty of anything except the classic chores of the weekend: a few washing machines to fill and then empty, some ironing… The usual stuff.

I don’t consider this as repellent as some do, as a matter of fact. You will have a lot more fun doing anything else, I will grant you that. But – beside photography – it is the only activity I have found that allows me to clear my mind of all the concerns of my everyday life. I don’t think at all. Just on doing this.

To get to a completely different topic, today seems to be pointing toward complete food freedom. I’m not completely through all this crap, though. I still have difficulty eating solid food, but I guess the real point is I can eat solid food even if it’s quite painful to swallow.

I think I will try and get out tomorrow for a long walk in Paris with my faithful camera. I really need to see the light of day. And it will definitely help me maintain the results of my unavoidable diet. I need to get back in shape.

So, today’s photo is yet another one shot from one of my windows. I know, it’s not particularly brilliant, but posting one photo a day while maintaining a – relatively – high standard of quality gets tough when you’re confined to your all too small apartment. The light is so poor inside, I can’t even use it as an improvised studio, even bouncing a flash…


That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
Garbage – Run baby run.
sunshinecity 11 years ago
you're photos aren't bad at all, considering you're confined to the house. I can't wait to see what you'll post once you go outside!

You seem to be healing well... hope you can have your steak real soon!

~ sunshinecity,
a picture, a story
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Thank you, Alex. I'm really dying to get out.
As for the steak... I had one for lunch today. Yummy!
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 15th, 2007

Hello, guys.

As I’m writing this, I’m high on painkillers. It’s a weird sensation, one I have seldom felt. And not in a long time at that.

I’ll keep it short to immerse myself again in the great books I bought today.

I decided to get out for a little while and check the Taschen books boutique rue de Buci (6th district, between métro Mabillon and Odéon). I had not planed on bringing books back home with me, but I should have known better. Considering both their level of quality and their prices, I should have known I’d buy at least one.

Indeed, my library has grown from three additions – if there’s something I keep buying, besides photo goods, it’s definitely books. One book I bought is on Brassaï, one concerns Helmut Newton and the last one is about Jeanloup Sieff. Three artists/photographers whose names I’ve known a long time without actually knowing their work.

I flipped the pages of a few other books, but settled on these. They now have joined their fellows: Willy Ronis, Edouard Boubat and André Kertész. I definitely will buy someday a book on both Henri Carti-Bresson and Robert Doisneau, but that will have to wait. As Hans Silvester, Robert Frank and Frank Capa. And so many others.

This photo is a selfportrait taken in a reflective surface above the book stands in the Taschen boutique. Colors are natural.

A Selfwork Orange

That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
Led Zepplin – The Battle of Evermore.
Glow* Posted 11 years ago. Edited by Glow* (member) 11 years ago
So you were just nearby my office then!Did you have a look at all the huge books (ain't sure I can call them books when they're soooo big!:)
Happy to know we have nice books we can borrow you now hehe ;D
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Yeah I did, but they're not so much interesting. To me, that is.
Except the one on the Eiffel Tower. Grandiose!
I may fall for it someday.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 16th, 2007

Good night to you, lurkers of the webway.

Today, my buddy Mac met his new girlfriend. She’s a real bombshell. And I’m not saying so because I helped him choose her.

He had to say goodbye to his ex, they were no longer compatible. She was quite old too. And, Goodness, do we both love youngsters! She’s even a photo fan, just like Mac. Isn’t he a lucky bastard?

So here she is, in all her glory. Yeah, she’s black. So what?

Mac's Girlfriend

That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
Infectious Grooves – Cousin Randy.
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 17th, 2007

Today’s been rather quiet. Ok, I’m writing this from the 18th of January. What? Can’t a fellow skip a day?

A little catching up with a close friend around a fresh pot of tea. More catching up to come in the next days: I haven’t seen much of them in some time now and I really need to get back to them. Both spiritually and physically.

Tea Time

Track o’ the day:
Grand Corps Malade – Midi 20.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 18th, 2007

As some of you already know, a storm has hit Northern Europe these past twenty-four hours. It has abated a little now, even if France has been less violently stricken than its neighbours – and only its northernmost part. I seized this opportunity to get out with my camera and take a few shots of the Ville Lumière I so love.

To me, Paris is at its most beautiful under rain and wind. It’s gloomy, sad, grey, melancholic, slow… It is then I can see it the way giants like Cartier-Bresson, Ronis or Doisneau saw it. I needed to get out there and try to pry out of it a little of that feeling.

I cannot say I achieved that level. Definitely not. But I clearly enjoyed myself and my camera. It did enjoy itself quite a lot, too. And I did some good photos, which is what matters most.

I do not know why, but to my photographic eye, Paris looks like it used to look at the beginning of the 20th century and until the 1950’s, 1960’s at the latest. And in black and white.

Well, I have to be perfectly honest here. To that photographic eye of mine, a photo is black and white by default. By default means 97% of the shots. Colour is only there when it is the focal point of the photo, when the photo would loose its meaning, should it be taken in black and white. When colour is its own justification. No more. No less. I do not say I do not like colour photography – I actually do. I just prefer it in black and white. That’s the way my eye sees things.


That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
Depeche Mode – Black Celebration.
smithbob 11 years ago
very great song (black celebration)
brash deer [deleted] 11 years ago
good to see that you went through all this in a more proper and expected way than I did, but still painfull of course (if not it would not be fun)
Good to have you back ;o)
See you around
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 19th, 2007

No Leaf Clover

Track o’ the day:
Metallica - No Leaf Clover.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 20th, 2007


Track o’ the day:
Eagles - Desperado.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 21st, 2007


Track o’ the day:
Louis Armstrong - What a Wonderful World.
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 22nd, 2007

Hey guys. I’ve been off a few days – not much to share – but I’m back.

I have been feeling quite weird these past few days. Some old frustrations have surfaced, as they usually do every once in a while.

I am often wondering why people always consider you have to be the one calling or taking that first step to them and never the other way around. I am often faced with that dilemma that, for the life of me, I cannot figure.

I am often told, “You never call”. What I refrain myself from shouting is, “Why? Do you? From where I stand, you don’t call much either, now, do you?”

I have lost contact with people I cared about because of this lack of communication. I will humbly confess I am not a telephone or e-mail addict. But, must this imply that people cannot call? Do I always have to take that bloody bitch of a first step every time? Can’t people reach out, from time to time?

I’m frustrated and in need of change(s).
I need movement.

I guess I need faith.


That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
Aretha Franklin – Angel.
DaBourz 11 years ago
Great pics !!

"Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just the freight train coming your way"

Da Bourz day by day !
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Hehe... So, I'm not the ony metalli-fan, around here...
mscjwharton 11 years ago
It is a balance between whether or not that person is valuable enough in your life to be worth putting out the effort. Sometimes we find that it isn't just the lack of them phoning first that is lacking. Evaluate where you want to put your efforts and then do it. If you really value that person in your life you will need to put in some effort. Even if it is not your natural inclination to call or email. Okay I stop now. But I hope that something in there is useful to you!
DaBourz 11 years ago
No you're not the only Metal...lica fan around here !! ;-)

Da Bourz day by day !
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 23rd, 2007

A photo sortie in the cold. Not much to say.
Not in a mood to share today.
Not that there's much to share either.

Aw, hell... It will get better some day.

Golden Light

Track o' the day:
Michael Bublé – Try a Little Tenderness.
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 24th, 2007

Today, with a friend of mine, we’ve been hicking the quartier Montparnasse, up to the Panthéon and the rue Mouffetard to find a place to show our photo exhibit (photos can be seen here). Right now, it’s in a bar near Bastille but we need to find a replacement place to hang our frames.

We may have found something. Still, we need to inquire deeper.

Stairs of Sorrow

That’s all for today. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
The Police – Every breath you take.
fabulous legs [deleted] Posted 11 years ago. Edited by fabulous legs (member) 11 years ago
January 25th, 2007

Lots of reading and another cool flickr@paris round-up.

I am re-discovering with great pleasure the book I used to read over and over when I was a kid – it’s probably the seventh or eighth time I am going through it. Even the Lord of the Rings I have not read that much – only six times, not counting the Silmarillion or Bilbo the Hobbit…

Pierre Clostermann, Le Grand Cirque – Mémoires d’un pilote de chasse F.F.L. dans la R.A.F. (The Big Show – Some experiences of a French fighter pilot in the R.A.F.)

Framing the Light

That’s all for today. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
Ennio Morricone – Jill’s America.
dda1605 11 years ago
Superbes photos de Paris le 22 et le 23.
(Didier 2007 )
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Merci Didier, ça fait toujours plaisir.
sunshinecity 11 years ago
wow, I've missed so much! Lots of catching up to do!! Your outside pics are great! I love the bookstore self portrait and the metro staircase!!
Great work!

How are you feeling? All recovered?

~ sunshinecity,
a picture, a story
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Thank you for your comments, Alex. And yes, I am fully recovered, thanks for asking (though everything solid tastes like cardboard...).
Don't worry about the catching up. I haven't been around anyone's diary this last 8 or 10 days, so I won't be the one complaining... :)
Yeah, I've been a bad, baaad boy.
alert chicken [deleted] 11 years ago
So have I....

/blushes shamefully.

anyway, I'm immersed in the visual orgy that is the International Film Festival Rotterdam...


I'll be back
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 26th, 2007

Today, with a couple of friends, we tried to go and see our common photo exhibition but finally ended up in another café, thanks to an overcrowded place. So much for that. We definitely need to find another place to meet and for our exhibitions.

I am wondering what the point is in a bar that only opens from 5.00 PM to 2.00 AM, is mostly the meeting point of teenagers and is so small you can’t have a good look at what’s hanging on the walls if you come in later than 6.30 PM.

I really doubt there’s much hope of selling anything in there. I believe our previous meeting point would be a far better place. Now, there is no certainty they would be interested. But we definitely should try.

Coffee & Friends

That’s all for tonight. See you later, guys.
Good night. And good luck.

Track o’ the day:
Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Red Right Hand.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 27th, 2007

Balls of Light

Track o’ the day:
Jerry Lee Lewis – Great Balls of Fire.
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
January 28th, 2007

I can’t help playing the fool. I just can’t help.
Boosts my mood when it’s down, keeps it up when it might fall.

Too much thinking...

Track o’ the day:
Geinoh Yamashirogumi – Winds over Neo-Tokyo (Akira Original Soundtrack).
Glow* 11 years ago
fauteuil club?
lucky you! :)
fabulous legs [deleted] 11 years ago
Yeah, lucky me. It's so damn comfy, facing a 20-inches-wide iMac screen with cool photos or videos...
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