I am working hard in the garden these days. With the heatwave its not very easy. I took out shovel at 7 in the morning, ready to rock. Then returned the shovel the same way at midnight. It was too hot to even think of any work. Even standing and breathing made me sweat like a pig! When the tiniest cloud comes to cover the sun for a micosecond it feels like heaven. If only I had someone to share it with. But he was in Oslo being thrown bras to him on the stage. By plane it would be some 2 hours flight. Flight to heaven. I think I would not let him go away anymore :)… kidding! I would be the most nurturing, caring, loving person ever! Which includes leaving personal space. Certainly not harassing him by following him to the bathrooms. I am the calmest person ever! Except when its partytime. Then you would turn deaf if I am in the mood.  

I was struck with one of the Johnny Depp court video in Youtube. There was his gorgeous sister telling the saddest things ever. I try to avoid watching it as when I first saw it I cried for days. Because I knew immediately what she meant by “green”. Green. Green. Green. And then there was some surveilience videos or Johnny coming home and then in a minute or so leaving with the elevator. He was pacing back and forth in this tiny elevator. These two videos play in my head constantly now. Both of these videos broke my heart. The man was ripped of his home. He has nowhere to go. I know the feeling, its coming back to me from when I was homeless and had nowhere to go. Intruder took his home. How rude, how arrogant, how incredibly stupid intruder. I remember this pacing back and forth. I was walking back and forth in park, or in corridors, any place I could get in at night. I was pacing to keep me warm. In winter its extremely cold here. -10C is very common, nobody notices. -15C brisky already, someones car doesnt want to cooperate. -20C….. When I was homeless, it was time when we did not know yet that there should be shelter for such people. We became independent just in the beginnig on nineties. Not everyone took it well. Not everyone had understanding of what to do, where to live, where to work, how does capitalism and freedom work. Even less knew I, a teenager at that time. A homeless teenager.

Ofcourse I was kicked out of the block of flats corridors. I walked thousands of kilometres in the parks. I vaguely remember. I try not to remember. I now have a home and I protect it. Its a sanctuary, its a rehab, its a detox from the evil of the world. Its a hideaway where we could hide without anyone knowing the whereabouts. 

As earlier said, I have not seen any movie with Johnny Depp. I can not watch them. Because of his eyes. Or, was there one movie where was train, a murder, and Johnny Depp? If yes, I suppose I have seen that. I have unexplainable urge to run to him and rescue him from the evil. The saddness in his eyes is unbearable. I would sing lullaby, give gentle massages, play with his hair, I would pet him as if he is my cat :). I would then feed him too 😉 with my best creations. Then I would take him to walks in the unspoilt forests, or to desert beaches where we can sunbathe naked. I would protect him like tiger mom protects her pups, no merci if you cant keep distance. I would get him the best paper and pencils, I would type away whatever he dicdates, I would carry him in my arms so to day. And I would want nothing in return. 

I dont understand how anyone could hurt Johnny Depp. Or anyone for that matter! I dont understand how anyone ever talks to other person as they played in the courtroom. What is this upbringing where you learn to shout at someone, yap and nag like in the recordings. What on earth is this pain in the ass that makes woman act as if she has constant PMS? Oh, I cant stand this spoiled brat. Disgusting female. Drags every womans rep down with her stupidity, arrogance and hysteria. Nothing there but good teeth. Yikes. 

Thats the application blog actually. The last post was application letter, to the position of Very Personal Assistant of Johnny Depp. Now I think it will be a whole blog of application :). There must be something good coming. Something written in the stars. Why not are the stars already working? I have given my all. Its not much, but I have given my all. 

All he has to do is to give me a nudge on the email:

themaddesthattereverseen@gmail.com

Luv n all,