bought phonecard. called the rev (this time, benjamin, noemi's
husband, co-rev). told him melinda's situation, we decided to take
some money from grandfather's foodfund and pay the utilities bill.
that's gives her more of a chance at trial. the grandfather fund is
still enough till june or so.
he said, he really likes grandfather, saw him working at something,
thinks him honest and industrious. this is good... fucking very good.
benjamin had some bad experiences with gypsies in the village where
he is from; is kinda bigotted as a result. but he likes grandfather,
likes katika, grandfather/katika gypsy; banjamin coming around. about
fucking time. but gotta be careful, me. not push him too far, being
the cynic i am. of course, all cynics are but dissppointed idealists,
n'est-ce pas. i make the decision to refuse the ugliness i know too
i am trying to manipulate him into taking mihaly-junior on in some
kinda mentor capacity. you know, to teach him, readingwriting etc.
thus, i sang his accolades: kid is smart, really trying to read, etc.
he was suitably impressed. says they finally moved back into church,
renovations almost finished. that he will consider mihaly.
i don't even care if mihaly turns religious or something. being the
atheist i am, i still don't care. if this works, if this happens,
mihaly will have a future. that's all that matters. romania ain't
also emailed the halleristvan. about melinda. he wrote me back, said
jozsi, iren's husband had already talked to him and that he will try
to help melinda too. tell her what to do/say at trial. so all we can
do is hope.
then i called melinda. talked to jozsi first cause the phone is at
their place. no, actually, i talked to a kid,m first, he picked up
the phone. do you remember me, the kid said, jozsi-junior. we went to
macdonalds! he said. one of the extrakids that came with us, the
night before i left, he was. all the eldest sons in the families are
named after their father. also, they acquire the same nicknames as
their fathers; jozsi's nick is koki, mihaly's tata, jeno's pipi.
sometimes it gets fucking confusing.
so i talked to a junior, then the dad-jozsi. he sounds pretty bad,
iren was taken back to the hospital this morning. said, they want to
operate. she is very ill. he came back from hungary where he was
working. jozsi is a very serious guy, very responsible... if anything
happens to his wife, they are sunk. five kids. he won't be able to go
work in hungary anymore.
then melinda came, and i told her to take the utilities bills up to
the church. this is really lastminutesavior stuff, they were coming
to cut off water and electricity tomorrow. so... you know, got lots
of thanks! thanks! thanks! and she was off, running to the revs, then
running to proeuropa. one good thing about melinda is that she is a
so that's what's new. lora helped me with all this, went to the store
and got me the phonecard. also listens when i get depressed about it
all, when i think it all impossible. when i think life sucks and
humans are all shits. which helps. no, not the thinking that way,
that does nothing at all, whether i think that all is shit or whether
i think that all is not shit makes absolutely no difference, nothing
changes, we all croak at the end. the thing is to act, to do. do it
cause it's there to do.
but still, it helps when people talk me out of the shit part, haha.
want some more recipes? i'm a pretty good cook :-)
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