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Another weekend over - the party was quite nice, not as I had expected.

But I once again I realized how much of my friedship with that person just vanished. I don't know when and I don't know why - but we lost that closeness (and back then I would have called her best friend), that connection we once shared. And it's really kind of sad.
So I spent most of the evening talking and eating and laughing with another very good friend, trying to avoid others and joking with someone from the past. ^_^ An evening of ghosts, somehow - but nice ones.

It just (only afterwards) makes me wonder... some friends we lose because of arguments or change. Others because of time or moving. And others... well, I suppose I'll never know with others. Maybe it was me changing or them without me noticing it, maybe someone else became more important over the years. I have no idea.

But I'll be always grateful for most of them, no matter what happened in the end.  

 

 

And (yay, fun!) at the moment I'm drowning in heaps of books that I want/should read. I love that. Mostly crime stories, but also some short stories, a fun novel and a little poetry. That's what I reallylove about being on holidays.

On the other hand I've been watching some of my DVDs - yesterday I once again watched "The Hours" and I fell in love with it all over again. This is really one of the most incredible and intense films I have ever seen.

Yesterday evening I was reading and had to flee fom the living room because of the man living in the apartment above me. He was singing. Well, I suppose he would call it singing - for me it sounds more like the howl of a kicked dog. Alas, fleeing was absolutely useless. I could still hear him in the kitchen and he didn't stop until 10.45 (p.m.). Hell. Lovely people live in that house.