Wednesday, September 30

Jogging


Is it me or is everyone trying really really hard to keep/get in shape while the somewhat unfamiliar warmish weather lasts? I did notice a fair amount of runners and walkers making laps along the riverside nearby my homestead.

Tuesday, September 29

Quote #34

Men are like roses. Watch out for all the pricks.

Only too true. Curtesy of ...

Friday, September 18

Pirate Sign Language


Please memorise by tomorrow.

What I wanted...


  • a Kindle
  • a Mont Blanc pen (possibly the gift I'd have to buy myself)
  • a better, bigger bed
  • you, all wrapped up in a red ribbon
  • golden stilleto's
  • a D&D battle grid
  • a classic type writer
  • a kitchen apron
  • classic fancy stationary
  • a giant cake
  • new dice
  • lots and lots of hugs

Wednesday, September 16

Buccaneer Chickens


May I remind everyone to print his/her pirate glossary in time for the grogfest coming september 19th?! This may serve you well. This too.
And of course you must visit around here, eventually.

The beginning of a new schoolyear

Safe destruction of the earth, my accidental hit by traffic, or having to work overtime; I'll have my very first lesson of the year this evening and I can't tell how I look forward to it. It isn't near as exciting as it was last year when I started my artistic exploration but ...

I guess we'll see and in the meanwhile; let's have fun.

Tuesday, September 15

A thousand tunes and colours


As I walked to work this morning I felt like a thousand sond humming, but now that I have a tool for textprocessing at my disposal not a single line of lyric pops up. My just reward I suppose for being ever so preoccupied.
In fact this wasn't going to be about music but about painting, I've finally enrolled in a 10-hours a week course and I'm thrilled. Positively thrilled AND excited.
I hope that as always this blog will not slow down under my new activities but instead that the development of one sort of creativity may spur my creative writing onwards to equal or higher heights.
note to self: You are indeed in need of more practice in writing also; this English of yours is abominable.

Wednesday, September 9

I scream for Ice Cream


I looked very much forward to that meeting/date and still ... the only feeling is that of despair. I suppose this will teach me not to get my hopes up.

Tuesday, September 8

How to be happy.

For a future reference: Read the Fucking Manual!

And also; bake! Pie- if ingrdients galore. Cake- when ingredients are scarce. Bread- when your knuckles are in need of punching something very hard and repeatedly.

Monday, September 7

Warning or...?


The stalker-saga continues, this time however no sweets under my pillow but a rather morbid gift; a carnivorous plant. Is this some touching gesture wantig to keep my sleep free from insectoid buzzing and my blood safe from mosquitoes or a warning?

Friday, September 4

Not a 100% rambling free

I must not let weeks and weeks pass, before every up-date, I am aware of that much. And since there is no more andless wailing on the subject of my unhapiness or my love-life, and the internet is a far too dangerous and too public a place for openly announcing my disgust as to some work-related issues I must find other things to say.


Such as: GNARFL


Or perhaps LNORFINK but this may not make much sense. Or not to me at any rate.


I shal ponder upon some social/economical/political issues and get back to you. I have declared this plcae a rambling-free zone and it had best stay this way.