moogle gaps

wetnork
mahoo yail
bacefook
ginx
ybae
globber
nave sow
cublip
sad ense
ltmh

don't worry, this wasn't supposed to make sense. just playing;) REALLY!!!

vampires and werewolves

there's at least one thing to look forward to when you come home on a saturday night slash sunday morning and all you want is snuggle up in bed and read till you can't keep your eyes open...: number four of the twilight series, which after new moon and eclipse is called breaking dawn. yep. is it a good thing that my pregnant sister (due in a few days!!!) was actually sobbing when she finished reading it??? hmmm. must've been the hormones, huh!
well, i have to admit that i finally and quite unvoluntarily got sucked into the whole vampire meets weird teenage girl meets werewolf story. apart from a few little literary drawbacks (like utter indulgence in emotional misery, which tends to draw on any patient reader's commitment, and the occasional very obvious educational morale - apparently the author is a mormone and NOT into sex before marriage!? go figure!) i've quite enjoyed the ride so far.
so i guess i should get into bed and see if hormones make a difference after all, huh! or if i'm just as predictable as anyone else... will keep youse updated;)

rain and sunny patches

so. that's it. that's what a financial crisis feels like. do you know what it feels like? it feels like i'm not gonna have a job in a couple of weeks time. found out two weeks ago. first shock, then almost joy for all the new possibilities that suddenly come up, then anger because i've calculated how much (or little) money i'll get on the dole, then hope because i just found the perfect job and applied for it but the ad was already two weeks old, then disappointment because the galaxy decided this job is not for me... and then happiness about spending too much money on going out and booking a diving holiday in egypt.
financial crisis? whatever!

poetic but just misunderstood

it's tuesday morning. you've just received an email from the faculty of humanities of an australian uni, expressing interest in publishing the paper you submitted about 2 and a half years ago about grotesquery and australian cinema. memories of painful thesis writing flood your brain along with a sizable splash of pride that someone far away is still thinking about you and something you created a long time ago (or so it seems). then you have a little peek at ebay if the auction on the macbook pro that you sooooooo want has already exceeded your non-existent budget. it has(n't) but it's still 22 hours to go. you keep thinking how wonderful life would be if you just had this new computer... and then you read this: my life and i split up 6 months ago. you think wow! someone must have been really depressed or just has a fantastic sense of humour and the poetic! turns out that life was actually wife...

oh well, tuesday mornings. we love them!

help!

i'm sick. i've got the apple fever. again. all i wanted was to upgrade my beloved powerbook so i could install avid, some programme i want to show off with. of course hehehe.

anyway, after some research i discovered that i need to install the current operating system (leopard) because avid only runs with that. so then i looked at software to purchase but i didn't only look at the software. my eyes kept drifting off to forbidden shores, my fingers manouvering the cursor to fateful subsites... and now i'm right in the middle of a dilemma: i fell in love with the macbook pro. i can't afford it but i want it. real bad!!! it's strong and fast and sexy and i hate to say it but it's much better than my old one which has served it's purpose but cannot keep up anymore.

let's call my powerbook deirdre and the macbook pro would be candy. deirdre is wearing glasses and brown cardigans and always has a book with her at all times. she's highly intelligent but timid and repressed, a creative genius with an aged attitude. candy on the other hand is just real bouncy and takes the whole world by storm. she knows everything better, likes to intimidate others and sticks out like a sore thumb. her nickname is "eye candy"...

okayokayokay, i am sick, aren't i??? HELP!!!

this morning

the first snow in berlin. while i was sitting on the train through the city and looking out the window i watched berlin turn from rain soaked to snow flaked.

have you ever noticed that snow bounces off your pants while you briskly walk to your final destination? (whoooooeeey, i just got an idea...) when i arrived at work i was freezing but most of my clothes were dry. most importantly my pants. nothing worse than sitting at your desk in underwear with your clothes drying on the heater. been there, done that...

unwort des tages

haftnotizwürfel. weil det so sexy jefääääääährlisch klingt! wie 12 jahre ohne bewährung im offenen vollzug mit herbert, dem pazifistischen axtmörder, klaus, dem massigen kleinganoven, und boris, dem russischen mafioso.