baking apples

got soaked too many times today.
this weather is rude and unacceptable for this time of the year and it makes everything so sullen and if i were not too smug to just be home i'd probably wanna top myself (well figuratively speaking).

also if were to stay in frankfurt i'd probably move to ostend and have a crazy big flat with a crazy big balcony. and if i were to study again i'd become an engineer and learn french.

but i ain't.



i ran today and walked loads and somewhere near ostbhf we stumbled into this place again



that was a pretty day back then

i bought some adult shoes today!

in my defence i'm wearing dungarees and have painted my nails yellow.

Vesākha

french food does not agree with me.





but on the other hand, brought home a month-supply of hummus.


gained access to a restricted area of a very very big research lab
(amazed)


and this morning threw a tiny chocolate bar at a boy called Philippe.

early the haste comes// pimms, straw hats and lazy days

reading i-D
having coffee,
but pretending tis pimms



i also wrecked my bike yesterday and broke me bones.

one day i will dye my hair ginger, have my three kids (all boys) and ditch my job and just host dinner parties and paint my nails pink.

well maybe.



sunshine is lovely and wonderful!
& i'm pretty pleased
and much much looking fw to next week (some work, but a lot of play)


till then i continue decluttering and throwing things out and giving them away (i will soon have nothing left to wear) and gotta finally decide on what to cook tonight. i did my homework and got roughly 2 kg of salmon yesterday for which i had to kidnap M's freezer cuz I got none. so now my family of salmon lives across the river.




amazing taste in clothes & mighty hair.

hot wax

i spent two hours shredding today and it gave me great joy.



there's a point soon when i'll have to start saying goodbye and i hate saying goodbye instead i rather pretend it ain't happening. i will however (hopefully) have the flat here till oct me thinks therefore hopefully will commute. dunno. it all seems so adult and horrible-like.

i concentrate on spooning a perfect porridge in the morning and jaguarlovejaguarlovejaguarlove, my guilty pleasure of a band.

Light in the Loafers

what a pretty movie indeed

morning becomes eclectic

had a full on breakfast



then flipped through a dozen of glossies (do not read beauty mags; they make you feel ugly) and was poked and prodded by my heartless doctor who came up with yet another life threatening illness. mazel tov! was dismissed after two hours and walzed my way into work in time for lunch. wearing skinny pants because it does not really matter anymore. i got 2 months. exactly.

afterwards got soaked and had a rather productive feldenkreis class with my sociopath group.
so it goes.

anyhow
jaguar love playing cologne tonight






this is however dEUS and probably one of my most favourite songs ever
there...

Jaguar Love

i got much love for this band

cocktails are for pussies

however singapore sling will be the death of me.



now for some shallow&superficial shopping shizz


have finally succumbed to
sleek bob + new job
and did some proper adult shopping.
tried at least.
my fear of grey suits and skin-coloured tights and plain black shoes (urhg) got the better of me.
so i ended up with two tailored retro dresses and two pairs of suede gloves (salmon pink+mint green).
am chanelling a wacky air france stewardess albeit with short legs.



apart from that, it's happy happy days.

the mundane & the boring plus grey and shitty skies

i got no brain capacity to fill in the tax data organizer already simplified by the lovely people at PWC
i might have simply gone stupid

in other news:
we set the ball rollin'
i said YES, contract's in the making
and
as of today you can start applying for my job
tis a good job, as the jobs go

i've started organizing, drafting plans, making lists, decluttering
(there's an excel sheet to prove it)

but generally feelin' as if tis happening to some.one.else.



instead, i keep obsessing how my clothes don't fit anymore
and how me head's gone gigantic
because apparently i tick almost all of the boxes on the stress-list and stress makes you skinny and makes you do weird shizz like getting hair extensions in lebanon or jetting off to teheran

http://www.stresstips.com/lifeevents.htm
i scored 322

in words of Withnail: Look at my tongue; it's wearing a yellow sock. Sit down for Christ's sake, what's the matter with you? Eat some sugar.

weather sucks



on the plus side,
broken social scene playing Mousonturm beg of Jul-y

theoretical girl// vodka is mean

still unsteady on me feet,
but a mean machine in da kitchen.

dinner guests make an otherwise shitty monday acceptable.

28 days, 28th day.

UMZUG yesterday for a brief moment i was content to say that all this
moving countries business suddenly seemed strangely liberating.
(that or i've gone completely numb)
but now i don't know.
.................................................

LOVE or whatever
it does take 28 days to break a bad habit
sometimes you meet interesting people at most strangest of places


..................................................

FUN&FROLICS i got mad drunk last night and instead of dancing we ended up just biking around. bergauf, bergab. and i got to do that thing where you sit at the backseat, oblivious to the world around, prance your legs about and just hold on tight to the person doing the pedaling.
hurrah for boys with long legs.
i will really really miss you.



that's me bike downstairs. a sad sight, rain et al.

making it over

all good.
home finally

one track mind// third time lucky?

what an epic fuck of a month.

i slept in a different city every single night of this week and feel somewhat deranged. dead duck.
but
but
there's a job interview tomorrow and all i can think of is: one tight black dress? or one puffy black dress? tis a black dress kind of a day (in me head at least).

i am allowed to melt down and start wallowing in self-pity commencing 6 pm tomorrow.
till then tis a u t o p i l o t and good mojo my way.



wishmeluck. ineedluck.

miles&more.

am home and have just had a beer and am happy.

suddenly everything is illuminated.

sunstroke

istanbul
teheran
or
damascus?

homesick

woke up to three dogs, garden in bloom and 30 degrees.




home on tuesday home on tuesday HURRAH!