So, today I will write again eeeeeeeeeeeendlich what, even if only used briefly. I now have a laptop - woot - and this is the first laptop-blog session. Thanks
migraine and skiing, I'm at home today and I can once again devote the blog.
We were skiing on Saturday and that was really nice (to my hand for a few small or larger confusions that I will report later). Unfortunately it happened to me in the evening did not go well and we really wanted. As I reach my friend S. could not because his friend C. had taken the common mobile phone to Germany, I could not cancel his unfortunately. That was pretty stupid, but Fortunately he was very understanding and have a beer did the rest to make amends. Well, yesterday we went then I really saudreckig. I had such a headache that not even half aspirin. At this point everyone was despised, who claim that women only think of migraine, to avoid unwanted sex. More women were despised, they do that really. It really sucks when it caught one!
was this morning's still not go, so I reported sick. Sorry, I'm wasting a valuable J.-day, that is one of the 12 (?) Days on which my dearest favorite colleague is still there.
goes Now it's me but better. Is funny sometimes. Therefore, I am in Housecleaning-Constitution. Have just "forgotten house rules" when wiping a bit of the woman from the Lanner Street in Dresden, and their signs missing. So skiing is
been exhausting, especially if you are beginner. I suddenly feel pain muscles I've never owned before. But it was beautiful! We were in Zauchensee / Flachau, there was on Saturday the women's World Cup. Have even seen women drivers. Madness, as the OESIS were happy that they won. Renate Goetschl was the winner, this name I had to burn into my brain. But complain if the Germans are proud of their football players. Well.
The ski area is certainly huge, and we went with so many lifts that I had only the goal of women's departure as a point soon. Stupid, I had brought with me a map. For shortly before the lift ride time (of all), I got off the road and was suddenly completely wrong. My girlfriend called me and told me the 8-th-lift and then boot up again with the chair again. Unfortunately I did not know that with the 8-th-lift did not mean the big chair, but probably the gondola, which was anyway the wrong one. So I made my way up then and was a little confused. Stupid, there were only narrow red runs up there and so I had to bite the bullet. Fortunately, I did not get far, because I my stick lost. Because suddenly called to the artery and said I should take back to the top and the chair lift. However, they believed me somewhere else, because there was no longer chair lift, which apparently led to above. So I grabbed the skis on my shoulder and marched back up the mountain - the man was crappy. Up there they told me I must go back all the way down and take the gondola to the top. Another phone call made it clear that I am completely wrong, which runs on a completely different mountain and closed the lifts soon. So I went as fast as I could, down the hill and met almost no people more. That was nice while driving, but a bit scary. Below was the lift of course. To Fortunately, A. and her friend were separated and the friend was standing with his car on the other side than us. Then they came for me from the bottom. We took the car quite a bit and then met with A., which I then had to drive back again, because I still had to make the skis. Thank God, had the rental still up.
That was perhaps an embarrassing story. Why is this happening to nothing more than me? I wonder if there are other such unlucky. I feel like Alfons Zitterbacke. Well. Ski heil!
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