flight to the U.S.?
I'm afraid.
Außländerfeindlichkeit The fuel prices and increased substantially in recent months. The President is no longer the hostile power of the country - much worse has occurred. I feel that the debate at home every Days escalates, we pour 7 million barrels of oil on the fire burning for decades.
But I have not seen - had not been staring at this terrible news with your own eyes.
Now I can not ignore's more or escape. America is for me always been two countries: the home of all my beautiful society, acquaintance, kinship, and also the seat of a greedy multi-minority whose politics I abhor with all my strength. I am first again. I have seen these friends not even a year ago. Although I recognize that a country is not his policy, that there are several Politics in America is. But these diverse opinions, I will not be excited to see lit. Memories of politics are to be avoided at me before. And since before I'm afraid. Not so much. But a little bit.
sit for the second time in 3 days I was in Hamburg, this time, waiting for my flight to Paris / Cincinnati / Omaha. I bring as much baggage - winter clothes, shoes, stolen street signs, books, etc - so I need as much to send by air mail in July. The big suitcase was 25 € ... uh, 7 kg too heavy. I have not complained, nothing would have increased. At 19:10 (local time ... with 2:10 to honest German watches) have I arrived in Nebraska, through the connections between Paris and Cincinnati (a damn city in Ohio). Ben has already booked me a room. That is, this evening at half past 8, I have an appointment with the insides of my eyelids. Tomorrow I get up at 8 to refresh, and the madness begins. Starting tomorrow, I share a room with Alon. We be anything but boring / sobering.
2 days ago I was in Hamburg, with Sarah. We were starving on the train, and have now eaten Indian food, until we no longer felt anorexic. Culinary Proposal I: Gobinda , in the long line, almost at the central station, next to the red giant Asian market. The vegetarian Lunch offers are not to be missed. So cheap and yet so satisfying. The soy meat balls are delicious. The weather was typical, so shitty, dirty with low cloud cover, which could touch us nearly. We wanted to go to the Kunsthalle. The moment when we stood at the door, "Mondays: closed," read, it started to rain down on us. After a cold hour under the roof of the gallery, we were quite dry again, and we have dared to go outside. For a change it was nice and sunny. To continue to annoy us the universe has had in the beginning but our subsequent cruise there are two stupid women next to us. We do not steadily the grinning Zicken want to hammer the food would I have on board I ordered some beer, and we have drunk us while we watched the historic warehouse district and harbor. Were funneled a total of four times. The captain was really funny and entertaining, and gave us a lot of talks about Hamburch. We stepped out, have eaten chips and cake, bought new shirts at H & M, took pictures with the various water men in Hamburg. In the evening we were back on the Inner Alster, to find a restaurant that we could afford. Culinary Proposal II: Cafe Melange. Located right on the City Hall lock. Cheap, köööööööstliches Food. We had cream of asparagus soup, spaghetti with pesto, and my favorite Duckstein. (Sarah's has also liked.) At 9 we were done, and at 10:30 we were back in Lüneburg.
must
After so many days' journey's, I admit: I would like to hamburgers. I'm in love with an American. And yet (or exactly because of that?) I long more and more to Germany. Yes you can believe me: my stay in the U.S. is only temporary.
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Catheral - Raymond Carver - Presentation
Last 10 Days
I am already two hours of the night, but Sarah is still asleep. It is since Thursday evening in Lüneburg, remains to Wednesday. It seems you, perhaps, that all my messages now go to them. Random is not.
ago A week ago we (six Lessing: I, Felix, Justus, Anselm, Silas, Mojo), the Wise Guys attended concert in Hamburg. We arrived late because the trains were screwed it because of remodeling in Bevensen something (screwed it = only buses between Uelzen and Bienenbüttel. Only at that day. Typical). The boys are left an hour later from Uelzen, on the phone I told Felix, that's fine, no concert starts on time. But in the end I wished that it was September now and I still expect punctuality from the Germans. Music could be heard already, as we entered the room. It was not that bad: we estimate we have only the first Song missed. Live, the group has kept all sounds good, behave quite fun, and us (and 2,000 other people) have a good time. The bass had an insanely deep voice, he could still sing a low C loud. During the break we have (with very incomplete cast) sing a few pieces Lessing quietly in our seats (and "Love Me Tender" in the train before the concert). The second half of the program was also funny, but slightly shorter. During the addition, she sang "Now is the summer," and I told the guys, we were starting the same play on Wednesday. On the way back to Uelzen we sang in the metronome on. I am pleased that over the Lessing Music inspired Sun If they want to sing out of the probationary period, they are committed enough to promote the group next year (without me).
This last week was short. Monday I was free as usual, and Thursday / Friday I was due to Ascension also free. I also fly on Wednesday in the U.S. to visit Ben's wedding, so I can not work this week. So I did the second time this spring holiday. Oh, and the work. Not so much has happened. As promised, I have two third of "Now is the summer" Wednesday brought into the sample. After an hour I found the progress very well. In any case heard by Lessing to better read much faster from Hand than in fall. Her musical development is essentially continuous, and if I am ever responsible for it, I've done something good this year.
Wednesday night and Thursday I've been waiting for Sarah. After their arrival, we have eaten dinner in Pons, a lot of smooching, Arrested Development (my, and recently their favorite show) on DVD watched, and so on Friday we were a couple of hours in the city, have nothing important done. Wanted to go for a walk in the park yesterday, but it has too much rain and we stayed at home. I will eventually go to Hamburg tomorrow ... we'll see if that works despite the weather / Lower Saxony flatness about the possibility of a flood. (Sarah said yesterday, they miss the mountains Baden ... if I think about two minutes I now know why.) Moment of the sky but it looks pretty good. Perhaps we should now leave. Later I will tell you the rest of the weekend process.
the way it has given me this week announced that many more people read my journal, as here, leave comments. In the last two months of my stay, we play a game. I want to collect as many comments from you. Let's go back and leave something ... random questions, comments, memories, things that have nothing to do with me ... whatever. I just want to read what of you.
I think we go out now. Chau.
I am already two hours of the night, but Sarah is still asleep. It is since Thursday evening in Lüneburg, remains to Wednesday. It seems you, perhaps, that all my messages now go to them. Random is not.
ago A week ago we (six Lessing: I, Felix, Justus, Anselm, Silas, Mojo), the Wise Guys attended concert in Hamburg. We arrived late because the trains were screwed it because of remodeling in Bevensen something (screwed it = only buses between Uelzen and Bienenbüttel. Only at that day. Typical). The boys are left an hour later from Uelzen, on the phone I told Felix, that's fine, no concert starts on time. But in the end I wished that it was September now and I still expect punctuality from the Germans. Music could be heard already, as we entered the room. It was not that bad: we estimate we have only the first Song missed. Live, the group has kept all sounds good, behave quite fun, and us (and 2,000 other people) have a good time. The bass had an insanely deep voice, he could still sing a low C loud. During the break we have (with very incomplete cast) sing a few pieces Lessing quietly in our seats (and "Love Me Tender" in the train before the concert). The second half of the program was also funny, but slightly shorter. During the addition, she sang "Now is the summer," and I told the guys, we were starting the same play on Wednesday. On the way back to Uelzen we sang in the metronome on. I am pleased that over the Lessing Music inspired Sun If they want to sing out of the probationary period, they are committed enough to promote the group next year (without me).
This last week was short. Monday I was free as usual, and Thursday / Friday I was due to Ascension also free. I also fly on Wednesday in the U.S. to visit Ben's wedding, so I can not work this week. So I did the second time this spring holiday. Oh, and the work. Not so much has happened. As promised, I have two third of "Now is the summer" Wednesday brought into the sample. After an hour I found the progress very well. In any case heard by Lessing to better read much faster from Hand than in fall. Her musical development is essentially continuous, and if I am ever responsible for it, I've done something good this year.
Wednesday night and Thursday I've been waiting for Sarah. After their arrival, we have eaten dinner in Pons, a lot of smooching, Arrested Development (my, and recently their favorite show) on DVD watched, and so on Friday we were a couple of hours in the city, have nothing important done. Wanted to go for a walk in the park yesterday, but it has too much rain and we stayed at home. I will eventually go to Hamburg tomorrow ... we'll see if that works despite the weather / Lower Saxony flatness about the possibility of a flood. (Sarah said yesterday, they miss the mountains Baden ... if I think about two minutes I now know why.) Moment of the sky but it looks pretty good. Perhaps we should now leave. Later I will tell you the rest of the weekend process.
the way it has given me this week announced that many more people read my journal, as here, leave comments. In the last two months of my stay, we play a game. I want to collect as many comments from you. Let's go back and leave something ... random questions, comments, memories, things that have nothing to do with me ... whatever. I just want to read what of you.
I think we go out now. Chau.
Friday, May 12, 2006
Is There Such Thing Dvi To Coaxial
down regional studies
Bin in Freiburg just got up, and outside sirens are heard. So presumably there's an emergency somewhere in the vicinity. Or perhaps they drive through red lights just so they miss the next episode of not juvenile court. I wish I also would have a place to abuse ... well.
Anyway, I think as an American's probably impossible to take such emergency here in earnest. Namely, the sirens we hear very differently. What does "different?" In short, credible. Even urgent. associated with an accident. There are a tone that is ever higher and louder as the car draws near, then deeper and quieter as he passes / goes away. This is exciting, and bang, corresponds to the society of the spectacle. You hold immediately into the emergency lane cheating themselves out of fear fürchet to see their own roof in flames. American sirens screaming . And the European ... beep. That sounds like a toy, or an alarm clock. If I were to hurt me this hard, I would think with all this noise never let an ambulance ride to me, but a child on his first Bigwheel. Or a circus. People say laughter is the best medicine, but I do not think it is meant it literally.
Bin in Freiburg just got up, and outside sirens are heard. So presumably there's an emergency somewhere in the vicinity. Or perhaps they drive through red lights just so they miss the next episode of not juvenile court. I wish I also would have a place to abuse ... well.
Anyway, I think as an American's probably impossible to take such emergency here in earnest. Namely, the sirens we hear very differently. What does "different?" In short, credible. Even urgent. associated with an accident. There are a tone that is ever higher and louder as the car draws near, then deeper and quieter as he passes / goes away. This is exciting, and bang, corresponds to the society of the spectacle. You hold immediately into the emergency lane cheating themselves out of fear fürchet to see their own roof in flames. American sirens screaming . And the European ... beep. That sounds like a toy, or an alarm clock. If I were to hurt me this hard, I would think with all this noise never let an ambulance ride to me, but a child on his first Bigwheel. Or a circus. People say laughter is the best medicine, but I do not think it is meant it literally.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Katesplayground Mobile Vids
Monday, May 8, 2006
How To Make Almond Meal
Girlfriend Pictures of the daily routine of inertia
09:26. Yesterday morning there were Durex packaging waste under the sink. The sounds I have imagined not Saturday night also. However, Anja is on fucking like Bush in power: it does not fit somehow. "Aberration" occurs to me. Well.
10:01. me I just showered / Sarah left some news via AIM. 'm Going into town to phone cards and (eventually) to get food. I have not left the apartment since Saturday morning. To the staircase as I can remember any more.
12:22. 'm back. At Aldi I have the brand "marshmallows" seen next to "cocoa spraying. The shop sells either Sweets or porn with a black cast. Now I have enough food until Friday to survive still. When I went up the stairs my thoughts were elsewhere. I unlocked the door and discovered, our carpet had been replaced within two hours with a wooden floor. Then I discovered that I had taken our second floor apartment in a really open mind on the first floor. It occurred to me that all people have in the house have the same key. Bothers me a bit. And anybody may, who was naked at home or in the apartment below.
17:38. I'm even too lazy to write a bad day routine, even if I sit for hours at the computer. I have failed. Just had to talk with Sarah, until we noticed there was something this time difference. (Skype is free ... I should not complain ... but you get only that for which he paid.) We have made a little test: they responded via AIM me up when she heard my voice on Skype. I got your message about 20 seconds after I had uttered the words. So we decided the moment that a call with text is more alive than a conversation with voices. Sad. We wait until we can tear us on Friday simple.
18:34 Listen just a solo album by Mick Turner, the guitarist for the Dirty Three. It sounds something like Dirty Three (slow, sensitive, fine tuning) to: is this a good thing. "Daily routine of inertia" in English would be "Daily Log of Sloth." I find even funnier than the German.
23:50 rooms my friends list at MySpace straight. I deleted about 15 people that I did not know. Well, it could have been worse ... Tom, so the Tom has apparently 76,818,706 friends. The low type must have to remember so many birthdays ... oh. I hope he gets a few cents each time. I could never tolerate the inventor of a successful website be. Nope, wait a minute. Yes. Apparently I have nothing
well controlled. Now I can sleep calmly. Good night.
09:26. Yesterday morning there were Durex packaging waste under the sink. The sounds I have imagined not Saturday night also. However, Anja is on fucking like Bush in power: it does not fit somehow. "Aberration" occurs to me. Well.
10:01. me I just showered / Sarah left some news via AIM. 'm Going into town to phone cards and (eventually) to get food. I have not left the apartment since Saturday morning. To the staircase as I can remember any more.
12:22. 'm back. At Aldi I have the brand "marshmallows" seen next to "cocoa spraying. The shop sells either Sweets or porn with a black cast. Now I have enough food until Friday to survive still. When I went up the stairs my thoughts were elsewhere. I unlocked the door and discovered, our carpet had been replaced within two hours with a wooden floor. Then I discovered that I had taken our second floor apartment in a really open mind on the first floor. It occurred to me that all people have in the house have the same key. Bothers me a bit. And anybody may, who was naked at home or in the apartment below.
17:38. I'm even too lazy to write a bad day routine, even if I sit for hours at the computer. I have failed. Just had to talk with Sarah, until we noticed there was something this time difference. (Skype is free ... I should not complain ... but you get only that for which he paid.) We have made a little test: they responded via AIM me up when she heard my voice on Skype. I got your message about 20 seconds after I had uttered the words. So we decided the moment that a call with text is more alive than a conversation with voices. Sad. We wait until we can tear us on Friday simple.
18:34 Listen just a solo album by Mick Turner, the guitarist for the Dirty Three. It sounds something like Dirty Three (slow, sensitive, fine tuning) to: is this a good thing. "Daily routine of inertia" in English would be "Daily Log of Sloth." I find even funnier than the German.
23:50 rooms my friends list at MySpace straight. I deleted about 15 people that I did not know. Well, it could have been worse ... Tom, so the Tom has apparently 76,818,706 friends. The low type must have to remember so many birthdays ... oh. I hope he gets a few cents each time. I could never tolerate the inventor of a successful website be. Nope, wait a minute. Yes. Apparently I have nothing
well controlled. Now I can sleep calmly. Good night.
Saturday, May 6, 2006
South Park Advert Song 2009
She says it's lack of sex that's bringing me ...
talk straight with Sarah via Skype. My God, I'm horny. See you next weekend in Freiburg. Maybe I can skip work Friday. If I am not to be found at the end of the week, you have not read this entry. Agreed?
Tonight we have discussed issues that do not normally give anything: namely, our relationship ended and former sex partners. I had read too much of Sarah's Journal (you thought I had learned years ago by Paige, something like that never, never, never to do), and of course I was desperate. Well, what could I expect? Even if one hundred percent confident (that's me ... and often in abundance), he also feels insecure if he thinks there ran . It bothered me ... I'm probably not the most endearing / fittest / smartest / most beautiful ... the same thoughts that everyone thinks of course in any ratio. Because we are so open with each other, but I have asked anyway: "'I'll make you happier than you have made other types?" or something of that nature you answered yes to me, even when I asked her if I was the most efficient in bed. (I mean that most women probably did not understand: it disturbs Men more mitzukriegen old sex stories of a friend, an old love stories.) I told her I want to be, of course not the first, that would be nonsense. Only the best. She said that I was, and told me that they doubt sometimes to my satisfaction. Of course I had meant that she is the smartest, nicest, funniest, cleverest person in, with, in addition to which I have only ever slept, and she also thought about me ... but we both were relieved that another clear to learn. After that, our conversation was even more comfortable than before. I love her, and I also love that we can discuss such concepts without any fear of fraud have.
Lessing on Thursday appearance. It is creating a lot ... until Thursday, just before a gig. I also have this machining Wise Guys still not begun. Manno. It's nice to be in love, but this one is totally unproductive. For example, Anja has yelled at me tonight, almost, because the kitchen looks as if it had been attacked with bombs and Dünnschiß. As planned, it is not at home at the weekend, but in Rensburg, said she attended a concert tomorrow but in Lüneburg. Therefore, she has seen the mess that I definitely early tomorrow, the usual prior to their arrival, had cleared away. Well ... never mind. In addition, her boyfriend stayed here, and I hear them moan straight (with vowels Schleswiger ... disgusting. Imagine ÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖ before). So they will all soon be forgotten. I am glad that I always sleep so deeply ...
talk straight with Sarah via Skype. My God, I'm horny. See you next weekend in Freiburg. Maybe I can skip work Friday. If I am not to be found at the end of the week, you have not read this entry. Agreed?
Tonight we have discussed issues that do not normally give anything: namely, our relationship ended and former sex partners. I had read too much of Sarah's Journal (you thought I had learned years ago by Paige, something like that never, never, never to do), and of course I was desperate. Well, what could I expect? Even if one hundred percent confident (that's me ... and often in abundance), he also feels insecure if he thinks there ran . It bothered me ... I'm probably not the most endearing / fittest / smartest / most beautiful ... the same thoughts that everyone thinks of course in any ratio. Because we are so open with each other, but I have asked anyway: "'I'll make you happier than you have made other types?" or something of that nature you answered yes to me, even when I asked her if I was the most efficient in bed. (I mean that most women probably did not understand: it disturbs Men more mitzukriegen old sex stories of a friend, an old love stories.) I told her I want to be, of course not the first, that would be nonsense. Only the best. She said that I was, and told me that they doubt sometimes to my satisfaction. Of course I had meant that she is the smartest, nicest, funniest, cleverest person in, with, in addition to which I have only ever slept, and she also thought about me ... but we both were relieved that another clear to learn. After that, our conversation was even more comfortable than before. I love her, and I also love that we can discuss such concepts without any fear of fraud have.
Lessing on Thursday appearance. It is creating a lot ... until Thursday, just before a gig. I also have this machining Wise Guys still not begun. Manno. It's nice to be in love, but this one is totally unproductive. For example, Anja has yelled at me tonight, almost, because the kitchen looks as if it had been attacked with bombs and Dünnschiß. As planned, it is not at home at the weekend, but in Rensburg, said she attended a concert tomorrow but in Lüneburg. Therefore, she has seen the mess that I definitely early tomorrow, the usual prior to their arrival, had cleared away. Well ... never mind. In addition, her boyfriend stayed here, and I hear them moan straight (with vowels Schleswiger ... disgusting. Imagine ÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖÖ before). So they will all soon be forgotten. I am glad that I always sleep so deeply ...
Thursday, May 4, 2006
Ford F 150 With Super Swampers
fluchtvordenusa @ 2006-05-05T01: 42:00
Have just seen a horny concert. I had been for 19 Clock on the lawn at the university, was grilled with Elena / Tessa / Marion / Jenny / many others, brought Aldi Veggiewürstchen, two Köstritzer, and with my guitar. It was a pleasant evening. First we went in at 23:15 Asta-living room (small venue). The first band was nothing special, and the second was called Like a Stuntman had a very interesting sound, and gave the room a fun, positive mood while singing. I really enjoyed the performance enough to buy a CD and the recording is also very good (ie, sounds like the group that I've just seen).
My room looks bad. In April, I have books, sheets, clothes, food ... well, just everything that is thrown to the ground. My father sent me
yesterday an email that began with the following: "Hey Dan, hear nothing for weeks more of you you gotta be in love.." He has probably hit the nail on the head.
I must absolutely clear away this mess.
Can anyone tell me if this is blood or ketchup on my shirt?
Have just seen a horny concert. I had been for 19 Clock on the lawn at the university, was grilled with Elena / Tessa / Marion / Jenny / many others, brought Aldi Veggiewürstchen, two Köstritzer, and with my guitar. It was a pleasant evening. First we went in at 23:15 Asta-living room (small venue). The first band was nothing special, and the second was called Like a Stuntman had a very interesting sound, and gave the room a fun, positive mood while singing. I really enjoyed the performance enough to buy a CD and the recording is also very good (ie, sounds like the group that I've just seen).
My room looks bad. In April, I have books, sheets, clothes, food ... well, just everything that is thrown to the ground. My father sent me
yesterday an email that began with the following: "Hey Dan, hear nothing for weeks more of you you gotta be in love.." He has probably hit the nail on the head.
I must absolutely clear away this mess.
Can anyone tell me if this is blood or ketchup on my shirt?
Tuesday, May 2, 2006
Where Can You Find A Paras
It occurred to me today, why are there so few pollution and so many sweeteners in Germany, as I noted in Uelzen, that the sugar factory is located next to the sewage treatment plant. The
to disturb you, yes. Shortly after I entered
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