I don't really know why I am so dissatisfied with everything at the moment. I look out the window and the sun is shining and I feel like something ist missing and the days are just zipping by. Zippp...zippp....

Maybe it's because I don't really have a goal in life. I tried to substitute the marathon thing for it last year, but that didn't help really. I thought, once you'd done a marathon, somehow one's outlook on life would change magically. Well, it didn't. I was just really, really tired. Didn't feel like I'd really achieved anything. Perhaps my expectations were too high. Reminds me of the time I went parachute jumping and found it utterly boring. Maybe my adrenaline glands are just not working properly.

I'm actually considering climbing the Everest - I did the marathon because I really, really hate running. And the one thing I hate *more* than running is hiking. So climbing the Everest would be a huge task for me. (Can't just be the Zugspitze or something, no, must be the Everest). So far I'm just deterred by the huge amounts of preparation. That'll take years instead of the months the marathon did. Plus, it's really expensive. Not the climb itself - well, that, too, but also the preparation - I'd need to start slow with hiking, then progress to climbing, then try out a few mountains before I could take on the Everest. I'm bored but not stupid. OK, sometimes I feel stupid, too, but if I'd just travel to Himalaya, I'd be stupid and dead. Then again, I might die even *with* preparation. Have I mentioned I really, really hate hiking?

Hmmm...maybe I should just cross a busy street without looking left OR right.

I'd just like to take a moment to state that:

"Der Pokal hat seine eigenen Gesetze."

Thank you.

*gladly throws 5 € into the "Piggybank for stupid catchphrases"

Well, I found something to cheer myself up - there's people even stupider than I am. I found the cheer-up-link here on a Nederlandse blog of somebody who apparently enjoys the Dutch version of Pop Idol. What happened there is that they took the worst applicants, told them they were great and let them sing at the halftime show of a football game. A clip of which you can watch here.

First they show the candidates milling about talking Dutch...they should have gotten a clue just by watching the other stupid people. You can skip that, but be sure to tune back in when you see that little guy in the white shirt moonwalking and doing pirouettes. Amazingly funny - if a little taxing on the ears. And no, I don't care if it's inhuman to parade losers like these around. They signed up for it, they get what's coming to them. And I get to laugh. Ha, ha.

Today's not a good day. I feel fat, ugly and stupid (not necessarily in that order) and don't really know what the point is. What's the point?

Well, I've seen people turn green (my roommate after having a litre of banana milk shake), but I didn't know it was possible to turn blue. Scary that somebody would think drinking silver substitutes for antibiotics.

Why is it that when you are typing the word "banana", it's so hard to stop? Banananana.

Premiere sucks! I was looking forward to the Superbowl yesterday when we discovered we don't have the digital receiver needed to see it. Was insulted by a stupid call center employee and am somewhat pissed I didn't ask for his name to complain.

The game was pretty good, too, or so I hear (last two quarters at least). And there was Janet Jackson's boob and a streaker on the field during the halftime show. Oh boy!

Other news:

- Have a diploma now. Contains an error though and states I took "art pedagogics" (aka pottery therapy??) when I actually took forensic psychiatry and can now identify stalkers, pedophiles and anyone with a rubber fetish correctly.

- Went snowboarding on Saturday.

- Saw my first game of ice hockey on Sunday - unfortunately I was among all the rabid fans and couldn't ask questions like: why are all these people constantly jumping over the side of the rink? is it actually ALLOWED what HE's doing?? or the ever popular: which one's are ours??? (I waited until somebody scored and checked if everybody cheered, when they did, deduced this was our team)