Matteo left
viernes, octubre 7th, 2005ok. here we go. you left. i came back to the room.
the three of them had already started kissing on the bed
i felt atracted to the bodies
to the smell of the skin, the phisical contact
i felt like joining, but sudently i missed u terribly
with you it could have been fun for me
without you it looked suddently boring
i was not really atracted to any of them
i wrote u an sms, i missed you terribly, i made a joint for me
i started flying: the music, the heat of the bodies
i made myself another joint
being in the same room, with the music, the three bodies having sex
at some point some of them was getting out from the mountain of flesh and asked for water…
here started my voyage: i was the waiter, the dj, the joint maker
i dj music for them, i served them water, made them joints
and had a wonderful trip, on the sofa, close to them, serving them…
at some point i wanted to record some of the tracks we were listening to, but i am not a mac user and i was so stoned, but i tried
and i had my first sexual experience with a mac
everything in the mac system was so soft,
much more organic and natural than in windows or linux
the way the usb device appears in the screen
the way there is an eject image to put it out
no text—> images, i felt in love with mac, for the first time
as soon as i get some money income i am gonna buy 2 macs,
one for Ague, one for me
and at 5 we were in the bus not having slept a single hour
we were in the airport 3 hours before
(in fact it was 2, but we thought it was 3)
we went for a coffee, i was still stoned, listening to the music in the computer and agueda was still fucking, you should have seen her face
we missed the plane
bought new tickets for the next day
got a fucking hotel in Eindhoven that had a Bible on the bed side (???)
we slept in the hotel room, received some calls of people interested in booking us, worked in a text for a performance in cccb that was urgent, felt like pop stars and took the plane the following day