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Motto of the past days:
Life is a bitch, and by life I mean parents.
My Bio-Rythm is utterly fucked up right now. I go to bed at 3-5 a.m. and wake up from 8:30 a.m. on ever hour or so, and keep telling myself 'C'mon, you gotta get up!' and in the end I find myself waking up again an hour later, until around Noon. *Thumbs up*
My mother was away on the weekend, and she brought 2 little kitties with her out of the blue. More of those in a later post, with pictures, of course.
For finishing school and getting my high school graduation, my grandparents gave me a rather big amount of money for my future live. I am supposed to use it on driver's license (Which I started on Monday, \o\ |o| /o/) and the like. Now my brother needed money, and I gave him quite alot, and he asured, that he'd give it back as soon as he could. But my mother kept bugging me to bring the money (cash) to the bank, for interest and generally 'so it doesn't get stolen, if someone breaks into our house'. Yeah right. She wanted to be present when I pay it in, and that just wouldn't work, because then I'd have to tell her, where the missing money went. So I had a fight with her about what's mine, and what not. *rolleyes*
F if you read this, I need my money OLOLOL.
Now, can you believe that you only just finished school, and your parents go ahead and cut your pocket-money, because apparently you can 'go get yourself a job'. Fuck that. Anyway, my parents tried, but now I have a deal with them, saying that if I cook their meals while they work, I can still have the pocket-money. Didn't tell them that I intend to get a job anyway. Tough luck for them I guess, they asked it from me. Ha-ha. My first meal was Königsberger Klopse on Tuesday. One of my favorite meals, and I only cook stuff that I like now, of course. If anyone wants a recipe, I'll post one later.
Driver's license is on, like I said. More info when I progress.
So long.
Cheers,
Franz
Motto of tonight:
Flirting is like a game of playing with fire where no one gets hurt
I've been surfing alot again lately, and found a nice site with pick-up lines. Here are a few of my favorites:
Screw me if I am wrong, but haven't we met before?
Is it the sugar in my eyes or are you really that sweet?
Be unique and different, just say yes.
Got two nipples for a dime?
If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put U and I together.
Do you want to see something swell?
If you think Chewbacca is hairy, wait till you see my Wookie.
Why you've got the whitest teeth I'd ever want to cum across!
If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put you between F and CK
Hi. I'm an astronaut, and my next mission is to explore Uranus.
Excuse me, but does this smell like chloroform to you?
Uh, do you like come here often, huh huh. I said "come."
I'd be pleased to hear any funny ones you come across.
So long!
Cheers,
Franz
Motto of speedrunning:
Speedrunning is like getting laid, now don't ask me what I mean by saying that
Damn have I had alot of fun in the past days. I restumbled upon a website called SDA (Speed Demos Archive), which is basically a place where gamers meet to beat games in the fastest way possible. I, as a big gaming fan, have had several tries of 'running' games, but never really intended to finish them. But when I looked at the Games Overview of that page I saw that there was still no Command & Conquer 4: Red Alert 2 run - one of my (if not the) favorite games ever.
So I decided to enter the forums and ask whether there was any interest in such a run, and quickly found a nice pal called TheVoid who was gonna help me as competitor improve routes/paths/times. Big thanks to TheVoid at this place. We are still running and running, only having 5 missions (of 25 I think) complete, and we are getting better, and better and better. Check out this thread if you are interested in videos/tactics/times.
M is away for a week, I guess I have time to finish the CNC run. Yay.
Getting hooked up with a driver's license in the next few weeks. Wish me and the pedestrians luck.
So long.
Cheers,
Franz
Motto of the future:
Folding T-Shirts is fun
As I was surfing through the web today, I found some very very very very cool videos. Picture this:
You were out in holidays, had half your closet emptied and washed, and now need to fold every t-shirt of yours 1 by 1. This consumes alot of time, and in the end (if you are male) half of them (atleast) have to be re-folded. Now, Here is your relief:
Male way
Female way
Enjoy!
Cheers,
Franz
Motto of right now:
Thank god for the invention of Matchsticks
On Wednesday I met Mi aka 'toejuice'. He is an australian Revelation player, which I have known for several years now. We went to watch The Sentinel - great movie, I liked it alot - in english, and had a go at Germany's Nightlife in the nightclub MusikTheater later on. I came back home at around 4 a.m. and basically just fell into bed and slept until 2 p.m. of Thursday. I was spent.
Later that day, I had planned to meet up with M, we are a couple afterall, but I was so tired that I called her, saying that I would not come anymore, that day, because I was just way too tired. I was being concise, which was kind of a big fault. She misinterpreted my whole purpose, and thought I was not being honest, and it was all my own fault, meh.
Past days kind of drained my energy. Should try "Hallo wach" pills...
So long.
Cheers,
Franz
Motto of last night:
Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. What do we do? We swim, swim, swim
Daaaaaamn, Spot was awesome. Silly me forgot his DigiCam, but I still had a nice evening out with my schoolmates. Some major flirting going on, mediocre amounts of beer, and a good swim to finish things off.
Breaking into a public swimming pool isn't exactly an everyday thing, but I'm getting good at it. Although I will chose a warmer day for it, next time. Swimming at ~13 C isn't exactly the best idea ever. Me, Jo and Al went to the Harleshausener public pool and enjoyed ourselves there. Not many people around at 3:20 a.m., hehe.
Now off to bed.
Cheers,
Franz
Motto of Lake Constance:
God save my queen
Me and M (Picture to the right) just returned from Lake Constance. We had an awesome time staying there, even though the weather was as bad as I suspected it to be. On the way there we took a stop in the wonderful city of Tübingen, and went to see Lindau, Konstanz and Mersburg. Beautiful part of Germany, but their camping sites really need improving. It was very noisy, and you had barely any privacy, because anyone was basically sitting on each other.
The camping itself was a bit of a nightmare. Rain, rain and some more rain, and our tent wasn't water-proof at all. We tried buying impregnating spray, but that sort of made it even worse. We ended up getting all our clothes clammy, and sleeping in damp sleeping-bags. \o/ for god's kind of humour.
I promised you to get an updated picture of my gf, here you go, enjoy:
Now I'm off to the spot nightclub with a few former schoolmates. I think I'll provide some pictures of them, tomorrow. Thank god for the invention of Digital Cameras.
Until then.
Cheers,
Franz
Motto of the day:
Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game
Ugh, coming back home from France has something like jumping into the pool after laying in the sun for hours, or like driving in a car that has been parked in the sun for hours, just upside down. Let's compare:
France:
- 45 C
- sun
- dry
- silent
Germany:
- 17 C
- cloudy
- rainy
- loud
The Deutsche Bahn has started revamping our local railway and the rails to the next 2 big cities, in order to enhance the connectivity between the 2. They removed all rails, the grit that was below it, and anything related to the 'old' rails, and are now working their ass off to rebuild them in an enhanced way. Tough luck, that I live right next to it, and the railway workers start working at 6 in the morning, with all those big bad machines they brought here. Sleeping until after 6 a.m. is a pain.
I'm currently doing the laundry in order to pack things for Lake Constance. www.wetter.de says that it will be even more rainy and stormy, than it is here in Hesse already, and we have plant to camp there. \o/ for water-impermeable tents and even more to read! And \o/ for lots of <3 from M.
Last night I had a very interesting and delighting conversation with J. She is doing good (again). Haven't had time to reach either S or M-D, but I guess I will call S up before leaving to M's house later tonight. Gotta stay in touch, eh?
Addendum, Wed 08-02-06, 2:57 p.m.:
J, if you read this:
Heads up, you are not the Joker Jester in this play!
Addendum, Wed 08-02-06, 6:19 p.m.:
Lake Constance is right ahead!
I will come back with new updates once I return from this great event.
So long.
Cheers,
Franz
Motto of France:
If you can't handle the heat, don't jump in the fire.
France was, let's say, uhm, complicated? My Mum and my Dad have silver wedding this year, and their wish for this years holidays was, that all children come down to France with them, to finaly, after more than 18 years with 4 children, have holidays with the whole family unified. It merely worked.
When I and my bigger brother F arrived, my sister L was gone already, and my other brother A had had a vast-ish fight with my dad, which made him act all spiteful. I and my dad have had a long story of little fights, which continued through the whole 'France vacation', that gave it a rather bitter taste. A left only 2 days after me and F arrived, to work on a book about current modern artists in Duisburg. F left only few days after, and finaly I drove homeward with my parents, where I arrived only 2 hours ago.
The vacation itself was good. Lots of sun, lots of beautiful women and lots to read. In the last 2 days I was constantly laying at the pool, occasionally jumping in the water, to cool my hawt body. In those 2 days I managed to get such a bad sunburn, that my skin started peeling. The biggest damage was done to my tighs and my belly. I had to control my grief when dressing with boxers and shorts. To make matters worse, the sunburn was not only on the frontside, but also on my backside. This means, I had big trouble (Initially a song is popping into my mind: big big trouble by die happy), finding a position to sleep, where I would not cry in pain.
Oh well, I guess I managed, and now I am back home for 1 day, to recover, make the laundry and survive the sunburn side effects. On Thursday I am leaving to Lake Constance with M, my beautiful and most loving girlfriend. I'll supply an up-to-date picture, once I come back from there.
Good fight, good night.
Cheers,
Franz
Motto of the KiSiWo:
5-minute soup tureens are teh 1337
This will cover my first little chapter of the 'big' holidays.
I was away to the so-called KiSiWo, a summer camp for children who like to sing, which is organized by the Kirchdittmold community. I act as a caretaker for the children since 6 years now, and have alot of fun doing it. I was with 2 friends of mine, S and Ma (no, not Sado and Maso, althought I tend to not dislike them), with whom I always share a room. This time we had a good supply of 5-minute soup tureens with us, which are featuring this post. Had a real good time there.
A little resume I told a friend of mine who asked about KiSiWo:
- 1 week of complete ignorance towards people in charge.
- 1 week of being hassled by 60 children.
- 1 love letter by a 14 y/o.
- 1 person who - no idea how - gets my cellphone number, and hands it around to all other 14 y/o girls who now hassle me every minute of my day.
- uncountable amounts of 5-minute soup tureens.
So long.
Cheers,
Franz
Now, can you believe that you only just finished school, and your parents go ahead and cut your pocket-money, because apparently you can 'go get yourself a job'. Fuck that. Anyway, my parents tried, but now I have a deal with them, saying that if I cook their meals while they work, I can still have the pocket-money. Didn't tell them that I intend to get a job anyway. Tough luck for them I guess, they asked it from me. Ha-ha. My first meal was Königsberger Klopse on Tuesday. One of my favorite meals, and I only cook stuff that I like now, of course. If anyone wants a recipe, I'll post one later.
