Go, listen to Julia Hummer. You won’t regret it.
Unfortunately up to now she hasn’t released a CD, but there are two awesome tracks on her website, free to download.

Because somehow you’ve got to. And besides, have I ever let you down so far?

1. Thou Swell, Blossom Dearie (Because she rocks. Well, more like swings actually.
2. Tell Me Something Good, Maceo Parker (They used to play that in the restaurant where I worked once. At least that’s where I heard it first. And liked it immediately.)
3. Down On The Street, Adam Green (I haven’t listened to that album as much as I should have.)
4. She’s Always A Woman To Me, Billy Joel (Oh, come on. You like it, too. It’s so sweet.)
5. Lady Marmalade, Christina Aguilera and the other girls (Again with the ’she rocks‘. And now without stint.)
6. Movin‘ Right Along, The Muppets (From the first Muppet Movie, I think. I love this song. And the lyrics are so great. „Hey, I’ve never seen the sun come up in the… west?!?“ Hee.)
7. Komm schon, Deichkind (Wow, I have a German hip-hop song hiding between all my mp3s. I’m so damn cool.)
8. Handsome Man, Robbie Williams (I swear this is random. It must mean something that Robbie always comes to sing in my Friday Random 10. „You can’t argue with popularity. Or you could, but you’d be wrong.“ Hee again.)
9. Hear Me Out, Frou Frou (The first Frou Frou song I knew. It’s still one of my favorites. It was either featured in Wonderfalls or Dead Like Me. I can’t remember exactly.)
10. Make Someone Happy, Nancy Wilson (Still love the version from the Sleepless in Seattle soundtrack. But the song is great anyway. And nice to play on the piano.)

Come on, marvel at my self-made bagels. I admit it’s kind of hard to marvel at something you can neither see nor smell nor taste, but just pretend that could and marvel about them.

Believe me, for a second try at making bagels they’re not too bad. The first time was some years ago and while they didn’t exactly suck, they weren’t that much like bagels either. These are. They’re unmistakenly bagels. They look like bagels and they taste like bagels. They’re just not as beautiful as the ones you can buy.

Yet. Because I believe that with time comes technique and I therefore with time I will become an excellent bagel baker. And then you can all come for breakfast. We’re having pancakes of course.

Another thing I learned today is that yeast and I? Still not friends. We’re trying hard and eventually we come to a compromise, but we’re not exactly best buddies.

Then again, with time…

The ride home from work provided me with the ever so useful wisdom that despite over 2000 years of civilization there are still some people who need to grasp the concept of chewing gum with their mouth closed.

Ew.

This is just an idea I got from someone over at flickr, and I will have to work out the details, but I’ll do some.. erm… field research right now and so I have a quick question for you:

If I decided to swap CD mixes with anyone interested in taking a peek at my great taste in music and sharing her/his great taste with me, would you want to take part?

Because I would love to.

Because I am serious on working on my Bree-ness I did two things:

1. I established The Perfect Lunch Break à la Bree.
2. I bought a little cook (or rather bake) book with recipes for muffins, brownies, cakes, bagels and other yummy things of the like.

Elucidation on 1:
Until recently I had The Most Common Lunch Break. It included going down to the canteen and eat not-so-very-healthy food, because I need to eat during the day and there weren’t many choices. I only came to praise the staff restaurant at my old company, because the food really was better and there were a lot of choices, including pasta, a huge salad & antipasti bar and vegetarian.
Now? Not so much.
Then I read that it is highly recommended that you really do relax during your lunch break. You should take a walk, breathe some fresh air and clear your head a little. The thing is: you can’t do that in a canteen. It just doesn’t work, believe me.
Then I decided my new role model would be Bree van de Kamp and I’m pretty sure that Bree, Bree of all people, would never spend her lunch breaks in a canteen like in my office building. It’s not possible. It’s like… well, it’s really really not possible.

Now my daily lunch break routine looks like this:
1. Take my bag which contains all the necessary things for The Perfect Lunch Break.
2. Go down to the canteen and get a coffee. Either a latte machiatto or a cappuccino, both with a lot of sugar, because I’m still not coffee gal.
3. Go out and find a nice bench to sit down in the park around the hospital. (Yes, I do work very close to a hospital, which a lot of people first confuse with me working for the hospital. I don’t.)
4. Drink coffee, eat fruit, read and (if possible) enjoy the warm sun shining down on me.
5. Go back to the office thirty minutes later and be relaxed as hell.

Doesn’t that sound amazingly great? I still haven’t figured out what to do when it rains, but I suppose I will come up with something acceptable in time.

Elucidation on 2:
I don’t think that needs elucidation. Have you seen episode 1 of Desperate Housewives? I want to carry around baskets full of muffins and other yummy things like that. So obviously I need recipes.
And baskets.

Just to let you know, this blog is not dead. Neither am I. We both are alive and well.

I just don’t have a life anymore, at least not one that allows me to update my blog and watch three episodes of Alias in one day. And today, shame on me, I chose Alias.

I’ll be back soon. Promise.

I’m feeling strange. I’m both very tired and something very close to hyperactive. Was it the coffee I had for The Perfect Lunch-Break (read more about that soon) or something in the bottle of peach flavored iced tea I emptied today? Something else?

My mind is both racing and nearly breaking down. It feels really really strange and I don’t have a clue what I can do about it. I think I’m just going to watch some TV and maybe I’ll just fall asleep on the couch.

So, before I fall backwards off my chair, I’d better find something with a backrest attached.

Here are the nominees for „Choice Personality: Female“ of the Teen Choice Awards:

Ashlee Simpson
Britney Spears
Jessica Simpson
Missy Elliott
Nicole Richie
Paris Hilton
Paula Abdul
Tyra Banks

I think I’ll vote for the one that comes just after Tyra Banks. After all I think a big nothingness has more personality than any of the girls listed above.

Who are you voting for?

Okay, here’s the task. Come up with some vegetable or food that starts with the letter ‚I‘. The word has to be an English word.

I’m asking because today at work one of my co-workers told me that she had to some homework for her English course that included finding words from a specific ‚group‘ that started with the letters of her name. I don’t know what other categories there were, but I know that she had to find some food or vegetable starting with an ‚I‘. And she couldn’t find one. Neither could the teacher, which – for all I know – is a native speaker.

So I wonder: is there no food or vegetable starting with an ‚I‘? Or are we all just too stupid and/or illiterate.
Can you help?

PS: I don’t think terms like ‚Indian curry‘ count. But I’m open for all suggestions.