weekend
War on the weekend with Martin in Berlin. * Duck * Please do not hit, but I really had not had time to anyone, at some point to be made. * Wailing *
We were the 90th Birthday of his grandmother, a woman still really tough for age. She lives alone and has only one woman who comes from time to time and it cleans the apartment, she goes to the doctor or make the purchase. Otherwise, they make things alone. And her it is also to some extent. In any case, she has her 90th now behind him. :)
the family has been invited to dinner that has lasted almost 2 hours and then was basically it closure. We were together with Martin's parents have to play with her. The others might not play (Chris and Conny - next year proud parents and son Robert, to Ulla and Fynn went to friend of the grandmother, she is already in the nursing home and was really glad to see Kleinfynn again). Well, I've lost big. * Cough * But no matter.
we left around 19 clock and then have in the city state still looking for an American diner, which we had once visited with a few friends. After one failed attempt, we had the "Sixties" then. Wow, what was there for the atmosphere ... and Hack's farms at night is not without. I was totally exhausted. Loud live music and so many people ... The dinner was cool ... * Rofl * Because you could order beer in columnar form, about 5 liters or so. Beside us were two tables with about 7 or 8 guys ... yes ... and probably only really wanted a column ... had but two. * Grin * And any right to even 0.5 liter ... believe that this morning flat. * G *
Then we were still nighttime sightseeing and we have looked at the new Central Station. I can really only say: "WOW" At night is the brilliant ... * G *
Yes and then some in the government district rumschlendert in the dark. Very nice. :)
Ah, this must we say that we already have a morning walk about 15km Marathon had completed. Grunewald and viewed by the local forest to Havel "see" stomped. Note: Do not follow the Markeriungssteinen ... lead astray. * G * Or not, well, we have certainly found great difficulty ne S-Bahn and came only NE quarter of an hour late for a birthday. * G *
we were in bed at midnight. Really, I was not even geschlaucht like, even though I had swallowed Früh ne aspirin, depressing cold. Today we went strangely. :) I'm even a little of Berlin here her down, overcome not much, but I'm me. * Smile *
today I have not made since (if the writes). And I now have more schnapps, as before in the production (löl) is gone. :)
It is the quasi her with candy, fruit brandy, ginger and HOllunderbeerenmus, shocking that 3 weeks abseien every day and then. Good help against a cold, busy and confused. * Grin *
I now have about 4 liters of it. A bottle was already in Martin's grandmother, the rest of the relationship, and I also smell like ne body snap. * G *
So, that's my weekend. :)
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Thursday, September 21, 2006
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Highlander: Duncan / Methos (R) - # 060: "Beverages"
Title: drinks
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daeny
Fandom: Highlander
characters: Duncan MacLeod, Methos
topic: # 060 - Beverages
Word Count: 1088
Rating: G
Note: My third prompt. :) Thanks to![[info]](https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/blogger_img_proxy/AEn0k_vKHDUUh9y_szkbF8PQY-m0Fa4tZZhUD26oKnyLXwy0y9r0ZARTu-qycGird8D7WEMUBZlyOj6MBa9wDHgGHSUYLxoGb6FPAKNit5XxDgmdW4ZmXNc9YQ=s0-d)
textwaerts . You have helped me to start at all. :)
Summary: A few thoughts about beer and melancholy.
Disclaimer: Nix mine. :)
A soft pops are heard Methos satisfied grin as the bottle cap after Duncan was flicking refrigerator. For years he collected here have a significant small bunch of different Bierkronkorken, and he was always bigger, because the old man did not fail, at least once a week to look at his favorite Highlander over, leaving a bottle cap and disappeared.
The refrigerator was mostly filled with his own brand and even if Duncan from time to time on his fridge emptying visitor complained, he gave him always a friendly, almost dreamy smile when Methos the spiral staircase from the roof down into its spacious loft led down climbed.
Sometimes he took the freight elevator, but he held for his taste too much noise and Duncan knew since Bordaux anyway, when he approached. So why should he announce his arrival even with noisy and rattling metal chains. The Holzvergitterung the elevator would then do their part to Duncan to pull out of sleep or interfere in anything.
A mischievous smile lay on the relaxing features of the elders, he gleefully took another sip of his beer. After he had left the bottle caps behind the fridge, he used to settle on the couch of the Highlanders, put your feet and well-known in his Art to loll so how could loll no one else. He sent his limbs distributed over the entire length of the couch and just hung there, all the laws of gravity defiance.
"You know," he murmured thoughtfully, and let down the bottle between his fingers sliding back and forth. "Before, we would never have come up with the idea of beer to fill in bottles, top it off bottle caps and let hinreifen it long before him."
Duncan raised his eyes and threw Methos to a pensive smile, he liked it when they just here in its Flat sat, he could read and Methos sprawled on his old green leather couch and his stoic beer stocks decimated. Basically, Duncan liked the nasty concoction of barley, but Methos to love was always filled his fridge. For it seemed almost as if the old man would need nothing else to be happy. A fridge full of drink and he could probably feed them intravenously months.
"And as you have stored before?" Asked Duncan and finally let his gaze back to his original edition of Machiavelli's prince slide with his autograph. He lovingly stroked the yellowed pages of old book and thought ruefully of the authors of this work, one of them and yet he was the immortality was further than any other of them. The only one he nachsagte true immortality lay before him on the couch and behaved so do not sublime, as it is old and wise people often nachsagte.
An impish grin graced his face and he kept playing with the bottle in his hand. "Glass was not yet invented, beer in wooden barrels to store proved to be very disgusting, it lost its flavor." A comforting sigh broke from his throat and Duncan noticed that Methos' gaze slid into the distance, as the thread to reality sank and lost in the past. His eyes were glassy and the Highlanders did just for a moment that he is totally alone with himself and his memories was. But then that moment evaporated as quickly as it came and Duncan Methos looked at her thoughtfully. "It was drunk at all hours, cooled to dickbreiger nutritious breakfast juice, lunch and dinner drank the somewhat abgestandenere, older variant, the besotted by a strong alcohol content. The breakfast was more for beer teetotaler. "He grinned again, and drank a toast to Duncan.
After he had indulged in another cool drink, he continued. "None of the different types of beer from ancient Egypt can be compared with today, but I can live with it somehow" Again he sighed heavily, snuggled deeper into the soft leather couch and closed his eyes.
"You were there for long, right?" Duncan finally asked after a while Methos had watched silently. He seemed to be back in a somewhat pensive phase of his self-reflection, our thoughts often far away.
Methos nodded. "Maybe too long, perhaps not long enough." His eyes were still closed, the bottle in his hands was forgotten, was on his stomach and raised in the slow beat of his breathing. "As long as I can imagine there were the pyramids. Pharaohs were easy for me to live to so common and natural as you today, the President or MacDonald's. "Duncan chuckled when he saw Methos contempt with which he dubbed the Fast Foot chain.
But then he became serious, because Methos did not return his mirth, looked away to continue the brick wall behind him. "But when they suddenly were gone, it seemed to me as a part of me was dead, just buried in the desert sand. No other empire has attained this size, this grandeur, and above all this progress. "His mood was chilly Duncan and he got up slowly, at the foot of the bed on the back settle down, his eyes buried deep in Methos' eyes, even though the others it still did not see.
"And the Romans? "Put the Highlanders with care.
Methos shivered as his thoughts wandered to the Romans. "No, they lacked the grandeur of the sciences. Well, with the inventions they might make a point, but they just were not long enough there when they could compete with the Egyptians. No, the Egyptians were the most unique people that this planet has ever seen, and none will follow him in his greatness. "Slowly broke his gaze from the past and he looked at Duncan with big eyes, surprised that the Highlander is no longer sat at his desk, but even if it may be surprised, so let He tripped over no comment.
"I'm pretty melancholy, what?" Murmured he, finally, grinning mischievously at Duncan. The Highlander smiled and patted him on the leg.
"Come on, let's go to Joe and a few rounds of poker." Methos answered the grin and got up running from the soft leather couch.
Duncan laughed and threw his coat as he lifted the gate of the freight elevator. Methos grinned and led the way, but Duncan paused thoughtfully, before he even stepped into the elevator. Sometimes he was afraid Methos of the past to lose, afraid that he woke up from his little forays and not simply with the view remained in the distance. He sighed quietly, this time was fortunately everything went well.
(3 / 100 )
Title: drinks
Author:
daeny Fandom: Highlander
characters: Duncan MacLeod, Methos
topic: # 060 - Beverages
Word Count: 1088
Rating: G
Note: My third prompt. :) Thanks to
textwaerts . You have helped me to start at all. :) Summary: A few thoughts about beer and melancholy.
Disclaimer: Nix mine. :)
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A soft pops are heard Methos satisfied grin as the bottle cap after Duncan was flicking refrigerator. For years he collected here have a significant small bunch of different Bierkronkorken, and he was always bigger, because the old man did not fail, at least once a week to look at his favorite Highlander over, leaving a bottle cap and disappeared.
The refrigerator was mostly filled with his own brand and even if Duncan from time to time on his fridge emptying visitor complained, he gave him always a friendly, almost dreamy smile when Methos the spiral staircase from the roof down into its spacious loft led down climbed.
Sometimes he took the freight elevator, but he held for his taste too much noise and Duncan knew since Bordaux anyway, when he approached. So why should he announce his arrival even with noisy and rattling metal chains. The Holzvergitterung the elevator would then do their part to Duncan to pull out of sleep or interfere in anything.
A mischievous smile lay on the relaxing features of the elders, he gleefully took another sip of his beer. After he had left the bottle caps behind the fridge, he used to settle on the couch of the Highlanders, put your feet and well-known in his Art to loll so how could loll no one else. He sent his limbs distributed over the entire length of the couch and just hung there, all the laws of gravity defiance.
"You know," he murmured thoughtfully, and let down the bottle between his fingers sliding back and forth. "Before, we would never have come up with the idea of beer to fill in bottles, top it off bottle caps and let hinreifen it long before him."
Duncan raised his eyes and threw Methos to a pensive smile, he liked it when they just here in its Flat sat, he could read and Methos sprawled on his old green leather couch and his stoic beer stocks decimated. Basically, Duncan liked the nasty concoction of barley, but Methos to love was always filled his fridge. For it seemed almost as if the old man would need nothing else to be happy. A fridge full of drink and he could probably feed them intravenously months.
"And as you have stored before?" Asked Duncan and finally let his gaze back to his original edition of Machiavelli's prince slide with his autograph. He lovingly stroked the yellowed pages of old book and thought ruefully of the authors of this work, one of them and yet he was the immortality was further than any other of them. The only one he nachsagte true immortality lay before him on the couch and behaved so do not sublime, as it is old and wise people often nachsagte.
An impish grin graced his face and he kept playing with the bottle in his hand. "Glass was not yet invented, beer in wooden barrels to store proved to be very disgusting, it lost its flavor." A comforting sigh broke from his throat and Duncan noticed that Methos' gaze slid into the distance, as the thread to reality sank and lost in the past. His eyes were glassy and the Highlanders did just for a moment that he is totally alone with himself and his memories was. But then that moment evaporated as quickly as it came and Duncan Methos looked at her thoughtfully. "It was drunk at all hours, cooled to dickbreiger nutritious breakfast juice, lunch and dinner drank the somewhat abgestandenere, older variant, the besotted by a strong alcohol content. The breakfast was more for beer teetotaler. "He grinned again, and drank a toast to Duncan.
After he had indulged in another cool drink, he continued. "None of the different types of beer from ancient Egypt can be compared with today, but I can live with it somehow" Again he sighed heavily, snuggled deeper into the soft leather couch and closed his eyes.
"You were there for long, right?" Duncan finally asked after a while Methos had watched silently. He seemed to be back in a somewhat pensive phase of his self-reflection, our thoughts often far away.
Methos nodded. "Maybe too long, perhaps not long enough." His eyes were still closed, the bottle in his hands was forgotten, was on his stomach and raised in the slow beat of his breathing. "As long as I can imagine there were the pyramids. Pharaohs were easy for me to live to so common and natural as you today, the President or MacDonald's. "Duncan chuckled when he saw Methos contempt with which he dubbed the Fast Foot chain.
But then he became serious, because Methos did not return his mirth, looked away to continue the brick wall behind him. "But when they suddenly were gone, it seemed to me as a part of me was dead, just buried in the desert sand. No other empire has attained this size, this grandeur, and above all this progress. "His mood was chilly Duncan and he got up slowly, at the foot of the bed on the back settle down, his eyes buried deep in Methos' eyes, even though the others it still did not see.
"And the Romans? "Put the Highlanders with care.
Methos shivered as his thoughts wandered to the Romans. "No, they lacked the grandeur of the sciences. Well, with the inventions they might make a point, but they just were not long enough there when they could compete with the Egyptians. No, the Egyptians were the most unique people that this planet has ever seen, and none will follow him in his greatness. "Slowly broke his gaze from the past and he looked at Duncan with big eyes, surprised that the Highlander is no longer sat at his desk, but even if it may be surprised, so let He tripped over no comment.
"I'm pretty melancholy, what?" Murmured he, finally, grinning mischievously at Duncan. The Highlander smiled and patted him on the leg.
"Come on, let's go to Joe and a few rounds of poker." Methos answered the grin and got up running from the soft leather couch.
Duncan laughed and threw his coat as he lifted the gate of the freight elevator. Methos grinned and led the way, but Duncan paused thoughtfully, before he even stepped into the elevator. Sometimes he was afraid Methos of the past to lose, afraid that he woke up from his little forays and not simply with the view remained in the distance. He sighed quietly, this time was fortunately everything went well.
-end
(3 / 100 )
Stretchy Cervical Mucus Perimenopause
* grumble * The
My mom was this morning at the optician (OUR optician, I reach under normal circumstances, yes, but goes nuts over there twice a week because Omma yes to the physician). Anyway, he opened it, that my eyes have changed so dam **** that my extravagance of glasses are made with Extradeluxhärtung ... well, and this company here, this Kackverein wants for my two glasses have 350 €. * Gulp *
Well, since although the confidence from our Opticians is that for a while now have rolled catalogs so that both my glasses only cost 260 euros, without SuperextradeluxHärtung. * G * Whoever takes the ...
Well, the lump is thick enough ... BUT ... the daeny has made provisions with the mama, yes. Not for nothing have wi rnen Heini insurance in the family. I have a nice sunglasses and teeth insurance, with 50% of the cost of glasses. So only 130 € ... and since this is the Opticians of our confidence and we buy there for years on glasses, I suppose that I mean 30 Euro vouchers to redeem the past 4 years. Hopefully. So I would be at 100 € ... I shall get through it? Well ...
If the student loans office auskäst, yes, otherwise. * Cough * will not go too somehow.
In any event, the insurance probably only really when I need full views nen recreate the bite or so, with thousands of Euro, now the 130 € that the bear is peanuts. Insurance costs as € 35 per quarter. However, the insurance is not rich with me. * Grins * You had to pull the trigger schonmal for the crown.
Ah, and why do I need to actually here every day new login if I always "Remember me" press?? Mh, lj?
Well, never mind. There is no pain NEN wisdom tooth and I have a heavy cold and WE "want" we're going to Berlin, since Martin's 90th Grandma added. We "DO" garnix ... are both sick and so ... and if I disclose somehow manage to talk me out of the martin ... but it's at his grandma, he sees only once a year for his birthday. * Hach * The life is hard ... and why does the sun is out there if my mood at the low point?
My mom was this morning at the optician (OUR optician, I reach under normal circumstances, yes, but goes nuts over there twice a week because Omma yes to the physician). Anyway, he opened it, that my eyes have changed so dam **** that my extravagance of glasses are made with Extradeluxhärtung ... well, and this company here, this Kackverein wants for my two glasses have 350 €. * Gulp *
Well, since although the confidence from our Opticians is that for a while now have rolled catalogs so that both my glasses only cost 260 euros, without SuperextradeluxHärtung. * G * Whoever takes the ...
Well, the lump is thick enough ... BUT ... the daeny has made provisions with the mama, yes. Not for nothing have wi rnen Heini insurance in the family. I have a nice sunglasses and teeth insurance, with 50% of the cost of glasses. So only 130 € ... and since this is the Opticians of our confidence and we buy there for years on glasses, I suppose that I mean 30 Euro vouchers to redeem the past 4 years. Hopefully. So I would be at 100 € ... I shall get through it? Well ...
If the student loans office auskäst, yes, otherwise. * Cough * will not go too somehow.
In any event, the insurance probably only really when I need full views nen recreate the bite or so, with thousands of Euro, now the 130 € that the bear is peanuts. Insurance costs as € 35 per quarter. However, the insurance is not rich with me. * Grins * You had to pull the trigger schonmal for the crown.
Ah, and why do I need to actually here every day new login if I always "Remember me" press?? Mh, lj?
Well, never mind. There is no pain NEN wisdom tooth and I have a heavy cold and WE "want" we're going to Berlin, since Martin's 90th Grandma added. We "DO" garnix ... are both sick and so ... and if I disclose somehow manage to talk me out of the martin ... but it's at his grandma, he sees only once a year for his birthday. * Hach * The life is hard ... and why does the sun is out there if my mood at the low point?
Monday, September 18, 2006
Mckenzie Exercises Questions
daeny today was like the doctor. :) I
And I had so much fear.
last four years or more the first time back to the eye doctor. I'm wearing glasses, and so time and since woman was supposed to "really" once a year, as with the dentist. * Cough *
And now I need new glasses after all times. Everything is so dusty outside. * Grins * = slowly scratched glasses.
So this morning I was at the eye doctor, the woman was terribly buttoned. And Material so outdated, it has me so ne ancient test glasses sitting up and then put cheerfully lenses. I knew the comic panel by heart soon, but to talk about it I still do not whether the ne in the last row of 8 or ne was 0. Meanness.
Well ... Tadaaa! My eyes have both improved by 1 diopter. * Tadaa! * * Happy *
What now means that I urgently need new glasses, which have only 3.00 + 1.25. * Grin * And because my eyes have improved decreases, the cash subsidy ... * Grumble * I hope I get more 10Euro per glass of the club ... yes I need AR coating and the hardened and will again at all I have in my nose Cycling discerning clientele. Not for nothing, my eyes have probably improved. Na maybes is also due to the tons of carrots. * * Löl
@ Pflaumemus: worked great, was very tasty and is glassified. For luthien82 I still have a small glass look if I find one ... otherwise you must take with great fondness NEM or I steal one of the 26Stück my parents. is exactly correct. 26 glasses of plum jam ... and now come again to 2-3, those big pickle jars I used, for others I've never. All my little glass I've been assigned.
Well, I alternate the muscle at times. :) And today
Evening for food There yeast dumplings with Pflaumenmusfüllung. * Grin *
Daeny
And I had so much fear.
last four years or more the first time back to the eye doctor. I'm wearing glasses, and so time and since woman was supposed to "really" once a year, as with the dentist. * Cough *
And now I need new glasses after all times. Everything is so dusty outside. * Grins * = slowly scratched glasses.
So this morning I was at the eye doctor, the woman was terribly buttoned. And Material so outdated, it has me so ne ancient test glasses sitting up and then put cheerfully lenses. I knew the comic panel by heart soon, but to talk about it I still do not whether the ne in the last row of 8 or ne was 0. Meanness.
Well ... Tadaaa! My eyes have both improved by 1 diopter. * Tadaa! * * Happy *
What now means that I urgently need new glasses, which have only 3.00 + 1.25. * Grin * And because my eyes have improved decreases, the cash subsidy ... * Grumble * I hope I get more 10Euro per glass of the club ... yes I need AR coating and the hardened and will again at all I have in my nose Cycling discerning clientele. Not for nothing, my eyes have probably improved. Na maybes is also due to the tons of carrots. * * Löl
@ Pflaumemus: worked great, was very tasty and is glassified. For
luthien82 I still have a small glass look if I find one ... otherwise you must take with great fondness NEM or I steal one of the 26Stück my parents. is exactly correct. 26 glasses of plum jam ... and now come again to 2-3, those big pickle jars I used, for others I've never. All my little glass I've been assigned. Well, I alternate the muscle at times. :) And today
Evening for food There yeast dumplings with Pflaumenmusfüllung. * Grin *
Daeny
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Nadine Jansen Sucking
idiot ..
Will probably be longer: My stupidity and plums
So, Martin has recorded for me on Monday night QAF. We look also said the side "Five Days to Midnight", which begins approximately 2 hours before QAF. And Martin both have records, one after the other. Actually, practically, right?
Now we have seen the Five Days, and were somewhat disappointed by the end, and we just chronicling what, we could not delete it.
We have such a DVD recorder to timeshift and record relentlessly on all who are interested in what we could call. * G * In any case
lsöchen is not, while he records. At the time I did not think about it, which is directly behind QAF Five Days is yes ...
On Wednesday morning, I then cycled. My parents have donated their old Heimttrainer. And for my well being I radel (... so that my period pains are not so strong, I feel fitter, etc.) where you can watch TV always fun. Anyway, I've got a QAF-up from last week looked at and deleted ansclhießend ... this occasion I found that there still rumgammelte Five Days and I promptly deleted. * Cough * * cough * not * cut * Yes, I've deleted QAF from Monday. * Cough * And when it fell on me? Yesterday afternoon. * Grin * I've used is three days, before I could think of that again. Martin wanted to laugh no more asses before and I was so embarrassing. * G * Well, no QAF for more this week. Too bad ...
something else. Were now in my Ellie and have picked plums, prunes, pitted prunes washed and cooked. We have set up three huge pots of plum jam and prunes two baking sheets full. We have taken another 10 liters of plums, which are now 3kg and sweetmeats gezimtet in the kitchen and walk in the morning in the oven for Mus (the other method of preparation for muscle than in the pot). Let's see, already, how much it is and how it is. * G *
any case, our Brown thumb, fingernails painted hanging useless and plums I'm fed up, only to the THREE!! Trees of the neighbors (the ne Erebengemeinschaft and does not need the land, and in general ... in any case we use the prune branches that are hanging in our garden) yet full, full, full ... * Sigh *
So, and now I read on HG / SS. * G *
Will probably be longer: My stupidity and plums
So, Martin has recorded for me on Monday night QAF. We look also said the side "Five Days to Midnight", which begins approximately 2 hours before QAF. And Martin both have records, one after the other. Actually, practically, right?
Now we have seen the Five Days, and were somewhat disappointed by the end, and we just chronicling what, we could not delete it.
We have such a DVD recorder to timeshift and record relentlessly on all who are interested in what we could call. * G * In any case
lsöchen is not, while he records. At the time I did not think about it, which is directly behind QAF Five Days is yes ...
On Wednesday morning, I then cycled. My parents have donated their old Heimttrainer. And for my well being I radel (... so that my period pains are not so strong, I feel fitter, etc.) where you can watch TV always fun. Anyway, I've got a QAF-up from last week looked at and deleted ansclhießend ... this occasion I found that there still rumgammelte Five Days and I promptly deleted. * Cough * * cough * not * cut * Yes, I've deleted QAF from Monday. * Cough * And when it fell on me? Yesterday afternoon. * Grin * I've used is three days, before I could think of that again. Martin wanted to laugh no more asses before and I was so embarrassing. * G * Well, no QAF for more this week. Too bad ...
something else. Were now in my Ellie and have picked plums, prunes, pitted prunes washed and cooked. We have set up three huge pots of plum jam and prunes two baking sheets full. We have taken another 10 liters of plums, which are now 3kg and sweetmeats gezimtet in the kitchen and walk in the morning in the oven for Mus (the other method of preparation for muscle than in the pot). Let's see, already, how much it is and how it is. * G *
any case, our Brown thumb, fingernails painted hanging useless and plums I'm fed up, only to the THREE!! Trees of the neighbors (the ne Erebengemeinschaft and does not need the land, and in general ... in any case we use the prune branches that are hanging in our garden) yet full, full, full ... * Sigh *
So, and now I read on HG / SS. * G *
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det Nati and I are grad back from Ikea and finally have a shelf in the kitchen, bought under the micro + yay + Finally have the thing nothing around on the floor - and the remaining 3 disco balls hang too;)
only has the whole kitchen will be ready ... ;)
Friday, September 15, 2006
Hot Toys Swat 3.0 Male
evil kitchen of d00m
nyahaha, not only the floor was not spared of paint ... + + Gnaaaaarl
the kitchen is up 2 pink stripes, disco balls, mirror mosaic bands and some nice photos of suzi9mm and circe dark rich ... more to come;)
joh ... What else .. I miss my darling to awful awful, but next we see him I thank God again ^ ^ looking forward + + + + hop
And the school has started again and is just as stressful as ever, just got ma new items carved weißgottwasalles and such. But one must not be so stressed out ... ... ... ... Ermin before the tax is further away than 2 days. ;) The lecturers make a really cute idea and so on, is it all goes well, next week's then going right ... yay, work!
Today was the first year with the first breakfast and homework communicating announced for WE. The breakfast was great, have talked very nice and socialize - the total shame that we did not get the last year, thus we miss some. + + Even though I find I think the new so poor so have been rough writes the lyrics that really scared of us now have a second annuality learning. + + Hrhrhr yes, caffeine + Durcan-wind-liz is not a good combination ^ ^
John, and my Tschulijooon and were Brudäää Schulanfangstag yet to visit ... Pictures ... ääähm someday. :)
Only one, my brother at night on the bridge at Thalkirchner Steineflippen (he loves geposed for me;)) - where isser well? ^ ^
nyahaha, not only the floor was not spared of paint ... + + Gnaaaaarl
the kitchen is up 2 pink stripes, disco balls, mirror mosaic bands and some nice photos of suzi9mm and circe dark rich ... more to come;)
joh ... What else .. I miss my darling to awful awful, but next we see him I thank God again ^ ^ looking forward + + + + hop
And the school has started again and is just as stressful as ever, just got ma new items carved weißgottwasalles and such. But one must not be so stressed out ... ... ... ... Ermin before the tax is further away than 2 days. ;) The lecturers make a really cute idea and so on, is it all goes well, next week's then going right ... yay, work!
Today was the first year with the first breakfast and homework communicating announced for WE. The breakfast was great, have talked very nice and socialize - the total shame that we did not get the last year, thus we miss some. + + Even though I find I think the new so poor so have been rough writes the lyrics that really scared of us now have a second annuality learning. + + Hrhrhr yes, caffeine + Durcan-wind-liz is not a good combination ^ ^
John, and my Tschulijooon and were Brudäää Schulanfangstag yet to visit ... Pictures ... ääähm someday. :)
Only one, my brother at night on the bridge at Thalkirchner Steineflippen (he loves geposed for me;)) - where isser well? ^ ^
Friday, September 8, 2006
Bluetooth Music Earpiece Smallest
Kitsch as kitsch can
I've found a new Blog Thing! ^ ^
I've found a new Blog Thing! ^ ^
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aye, noch eins, aber auch nur weil Julian meinen Flur immer den 'Acidflur' nennt...
and the IQ test says I'm an analytical mathematician ... mau? Oo
and one more thing:
| Your Theme Song is Fight for Your Right by the Beastie Boys |
 "Your mom busted in and said, "What's that noise?" Aw, mom you're just jealous - it's the Beastie Boys!" You love to party hard and cause a little trouble... And you're too busy getting wasted to move out of your parents' house! |
aye, noch eins, aber auch nur weil Julian meinen Flur immer den 'Acidflur' nennt...
| Your Personality Is Like Acid |
 A bit wacky, you're very difficult to predict. One moment you're in your own little happy universe ... And the next, you're on a bad trip to your own personal hell! |
and the IQ test says I'm an analytical mathematician ... mau? Oo
How Much Does Jack In The Box Pay The Comercail
one is never finished, ..
right? + G +
ok, the flames are:
and the template match map symbols almost (not yet rid of the sketch ^ ^)
and now comes out between the bathroom and kitchen entrance still playing ne
... Well, what is that? + G +
far only a chaotic sketch ...
right? + G +
ok, the flames are:
and the template match map symbols almost (not yet rid of the sketch ^ ^)
and now comes out between the bathroom and kitchen entrance still playing ne
... Well, what is that? + G +
far only a chaotic sketch ...
Thursday, September 7, 2006
Free Sandbags For Santa Clara City Residents
funny subculture
and ... what are ye? + G +
 | You scored as Hippy .
subculture Quiz (German) created with QuizFarm.com |
How Long Do Phamton Periods Last
quiz night shift again ... :)
Sooo dear children, today we
stencil a bit. May sound funny, you know ... ^ ^
is the tool:
and so it looks and then without readjustment with moist color:
Sooo dear children, today we
stencil a bit. May sound funny, you know ... ^ ^
is the tool:
and so it looks and then without readjustment with moist color:
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