Today I… … went to the movies to see „Flightplan“ … nitpicked the same movie on the way home … talked to my aunt … wrote a text message to my aunt because her train went through too many tunnels … saw episodes of Supernatural and Smallville … cooked dinner … talked to Andreas for […]

I just want you to know that I adore Alyson Hannigan. She is so damn cute in How I Met Your Mother that I can’t stop wanting to be her friend. Because of this and because of my need for a new hairstyle I think I’m going to take a picture of her with me […]

Nobody can tell me that it’s a good sign when a battery makes sounds. It’s kind of the sound a bottle of coke makes when it’s still very sizzling and the cap isn’t fully closed. Some kind of zzzzzssszzzszszzzszzzs sound. But constantly. And coming from a battery. I think I have to put it somewhere […]

It works that way… „Okay, here’s the deal: We’ll tidy up the apartment a little more and then we go out for a walk and then I can hang around all afternoon and I’ll make us dinner in the evening.“ We have very different opinions on how a weekend should be spent.

The result of a four hour shopping spree in Cologne: – four CDs (Ani DiFranco’s „Little Plastic Castles“1 and Keren Ann’s „Nolita“ plus two Jazz CDs for the husband) – a new phone (actually two phones plus an answering machine, which we didn’t have until now) – Erroll Garner piano transcriptions (also for the husband) […]

Just wanted to let you know that I’m very very alive and kicking. Only not on this blog right now. After two weeks away suddenly there are tons of people who actually want to see us and so my weekends just get sucked up and go god-knows-where. I’m not even sure I had one though […]

So, there’s this fly in my room and it’s absolutely in love with me. It keeps coming back no matter how hard I try to swoosh it away. So, is swoosh an actual word? And if so, did I use it in the right context? The maniacs are shutting down the warm water and heat […]

The good thing about my husband and me is that we rarely ever fight. The bad thing is that we tend to have arguments over the most unimportant things. Like marmelade. A few weeks ago my mother brought me two jars of my very favorite marmelade, the one that I have yet to find in […]

This is so totally a conversation between Andreas and me that I can’t believe it can be protected by copyright, at least not against me. I should be filing a lawsuit or something, because I think Tony Cochran’s eavesdropped on us.

I added the next six pictures at flickr. Once I am done complaining about my job I will find some time to actually write about it.