What would I write about? The ICQ distracts me. And now is also the door. Apparently there's The-One-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named or my fucking annoying roommate home. Well, but I am on active time on another. For the other roommate has cooked for me just now 'very nice.
There are other worries. Now comes ER (not Jon Bon) twice and then never again ... Today I was quite sad. Then I am alone with the syndicate. Well, only one is a syndicate member. And there's also the nice ladies from next door.
my lovely favorite colleague begins on Thursday at his new job. Hopefully I find a kindred spirit on Wednesday evening, who gets drunk with me until unconsciousness! But there are also some good news: He told me today that he still sometimes there is. Juhuuuuuuuuuuuu! Sometimes ... naja.
The whole story actually began with the morgentlichen fertilizer. I had Saturday lunch at the university, because I took part in a study as subjects. It was mid-November. Neurofeedback, sleep and memory was the content. Ten times I had to do neurofeedback training, taking me an hour, the EEG is derived. I set the record neurofeedback, if anyone is interested. Before and after that I had a Saturday to each of the sleep lab and sleep there and learn. Together with EEG, EOG, ECG and cables on cables. But this has still been fun to at least that last Saturday. As I sat at breakfast this morning, the sun was so beautiful and I decided to open the balcony door. A serious mistake. The farmer just fertilized. Man, that smell you get in quickly, but not good release. It also does not smell like fertilizer on the fields, if you drive the car on it and would collect a hefty breeze. Fresh manure smells much more disgusting, as if a shit for hours without pause into the room. Good. A few hours later I was told: manure in the morning brings grief and sorrow.
My study experimenter had applied for a job at the hospital and could not bring himself to accept it because it would have to give up everything at the university and the job was defined as unclear. That day she told me that they had canceled, and instead my favorite man now wondering whether he should do it. My other, comic mate, who is employed half of the hospital had induced him to do so. Hope to see you not in the EEG, when someone cries! Oops, that was a shock! Va was clear that he does it: A permanent job does not come as often and he is already bissl older. Well, on St. Nicholas, he told me then that he cuts off. Luckily I was able to advance abheulen ever since was not quite at the way I think of that.
But actually I did not complain at all. Must just mention again that he is the greatest man in the world and I would marry him on the spot without hesitation. So nice, so caring, so funny and so smart and still modest - this must be found first. And pretty it is also, I've already mentioned?
Last week, he said I was the devil in the form of angels, but he was too old to be seduced. So I offered him but only chocolate to, but that was somehow significant. Well. I'd better remember the pretty little piggy.
I lost my favorite earring on Friday at least the third time today and gave it to my colleague who had found him. What luck! That does not exist, that is turned up again and again!
Man, I really wanted to write something completely different, but I no longer remembers. We go to Vienna at the weekend - woot! Sun's see I have to Desperate Housewives, finally got the DVD. Or Harry Potter read. Such are the small pleasures of the singles.
man, à propos Singles: I have the week before last chance sale made. Was with my nice colleague in the Saturn and while they listened to a CD inside, I grabbed one too. After three songs was clear: even if the rest was scrap, it would be worthwhile to buy this disc. Garbage - "Bleed Like Me". And the rest of the songs is also wonderful! So a horny CD! Unfortunately, the Green Day ne so great. You can not have it all.
So, that was enough dung for tonight. It's almost nine. Unfortunately, my bike broke and I have to run tomorrow. The pedal is broken. Fortunately, when I was almost outside the house. But on the main road - Thank God again went well. But I need a new pedal, otherwise I'm always late.
Ahoy (shower) that's it for now!
PS: Ui, no, what still needs to add. I finally married, sometimes others on this great work of art (see photo journal from April 3 in Salzburg) to draw attention. Incredibly, this perversion is really noticed anything yet. Apart from J., who goes by every day on it, but can not find it that bad. Should he might be perverse? Somewhere must be the hook, yes. No, seriously: The others were also "very impressed" by this sexy swan hahaha. In the university is also a great work, I have to shoot once and then quietly put in here.
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