I don't like fighting with people. Sometimes that's a good thing, sometimes that's a bad thing. Whenever I DO fight with somebody, I feel excruciatingly bad and most of the time I can't sleep a wink. That's not the case today but I'm still somewhat uneasy. And it wasn't even a huge fight. Bah.

Also, I wish I wouldn't always keep racking my brain (yes, it is the correct way to spell it, I checked. "Wracked" is also acceptable, apparently, the spelling I chose, is ethymologically correct as it comes from the medieval torture instrument, however. Learn something every day)...where was I...ah...I wish I wouldn't keep racking my brain all the time whether what I did/said/chose was the correct thing to do/say/choose. Relax! Relax, dammit!

*pantpantpant

Not relaxed. More or less high-strung, no idea where that comes from.

Today the phone rings. It's the Mops, calling from Berlin. The Mops has locked himself out of the apartment and wonders where his girlfriend is spending the evening. As it may be, he just has acquired a new mobile phone which unfortunately does not contain her mobile number. Fortunately, though, he could dial our number by heart (see! it's important AND easy to memorize our phone number!) and TA DA! Phone Mon came to the rescue and contacted the stray girlfriend. *ring* "Hello?" "This is Mon. Where are you?" "In the car. Can I call you back?" "No. That's not my point. It's the Mops. He's in the park." "Where?" "In the park." "WHERE?" "IN THE PARK!! LOCKED HIMSELF OUT!!! FOR FIVE HOURS NOW!" "Oh-my-god." "Yep."

If you're a player but your car's a piece of crap you need to PIMP YO' RIDE!!! (Can you tell I'm too lazy to go outside and do more action-laden stuff?) I love Pimp My Ride. They take crap cars and paint them in screaming colours and do stuff like installing chandeliers or coffeemakers. Usually they also add a totally useless high-price gadgets like a PSII or a wide-screen TV in the trunk or a laptop in the glove compartment. What they never do is fix the car. Yeah, my car hasn't been moving for a year now, but I keep it in the driveway to brew my coffee in the morning.

Gloom Schmoom. It's a Blazing Bunny of Doom!!!!!!

Stormy Weather

Outside and inside ... all gloom and doom and rain and thunder and chaos. Isn't there a song that's called "Stormy Weather"? *goes to google* Yep, by Billie Holiday. I'll amend it to fit time, place and space:

Don’t know why there’s no sun up in the sky
Stormy weather
Keeps rainin’ all the time
Life is bare, gloom and mis’ry everywhere
Stormy weather
Just can’t get my poorself together,
I’m weary all the time
So weary all the time
All I do is pray the lord above will let me walk in the sun once more.
Can’t go on, ev’ry thing I had is gone
Stormy weather
Keeps rainin’ all the time

Sort of like that. She was a depressed one, was she ever, that Billie Holiday. Dead, of course. Well, my mood doesn't quite fit that, it's more like twirling around aimlessly. Strange. I just wish it wouldn't.

Feeling confused, weird and strange. Eek. Bah humbug. I'd rather not. My knees are hurting, too and I'm doubting the marathon training's progress.

*deep sigh

Feeling rather tired. I've done so much sightseeing over the last weekend it can't be expressed in numbers anymore. There still is so much left over to sightsee, though! My feet ache, too - why is it that sandals always kill feet? Blisters all over. The last hour or so I walked barefoot and that even though we've been cooling our feet in rivers/lakes/whatnot this weekend. "We" meaning B. and myself *waves merrily in the vague direction of D.* who needed a heavy dose of power sightseeing which I'm good at :) (apart from the foot thing). I'd actually wanted to do some work now but I guess I won't (seeing as I am watching the Bad News Bears at the moment).

Any more events?

Cat I has a sore eye and needs eye cream applied 4 times a day. Cat II has decided she only wants to sleep in the kitchen in a basket I wanted to give back to my Mom.

My parents are cycling towards Hamburg (probably not this very moment but in general) and my Dad lost his saddle bag - "saddle" used in loose terms, it was attached to the handle bar. How do you lose that without noticing? Anyway.

What else? I am eating crackers. My marathon training has gone to hell. The Raetselrennen is progressing nicely.

Blah. Am to lazy to think at the moment. Will post a picture instead.

Spot the nekkid people

Today I feel sick. Stayed home from work, too. I certainly hope that I will feel better tomorrow as I have a) lots to do at work b) need to clean the apartment c) we're getting a new couch d) I'll have a visitor over the weekend and need to prepare (see b)) e) lots of other stuff still pending - do you need to GO to a police station to tell them about the loss of your bike or can you just call them? I don't have time for all this. I would also need to go to the hairdresser and I need to pick up some of my regular medication from the pharmacy ("Can I order it for you?" "Sure." - never went back there to pick it up, I hope they still have it.) Boy, oh boy. I guess I'll rather stay here on this couch (as long as I still have it and give you some links to stupid games I can't play cause my head and my eyes hurt.

Separate the bouncing balls!

Escape!

Sucky Day

Somebody stole my favouritest bike of all times :((((((

And my throat has started hurting. I want to go home but I can't as there's loads of work but I can't concentrate. Meh.

PICTURE TIME!

At the registry office

The "real" wedding