I am
...getting rained on in Tokyo.
...old enough to drink alcohol but not old enough to know when to stop.
...blogging since 02/22/03.
Monday, May 29, 2006
As long as I get to keep my maniacal laughter... I spent my entire Sunday surfing Wikipedia for my favorite superheroes which led me to top 100 things to do when you're a supervillain. If this is all what it takes, I should really consider a career change. World domination is much better than the package I got offered for Berlin.
London holds nothing against it So, last week was crammed with action and excitement. I got almost thrown out of a club by a huge bouncer (but only by mistake), got a new haircut, spent a substantial amount of my savings on clothes, danced until the sun came up, slept with someone I shouldn't have, almost keeled over due to exhaustion on my way to a cafe and got a very unflattering picture of my nostrils taken while I was sleeping on a bus. And people think that Brussels is boring.
So much worse than any public swimming pool So David Blaine is trying to pull this Waterworld stunt and says: "My system is completely empty and I did that so there's no waste. That way in the sphere I don't have to use the bathroom." Yeah, right! If fish can pee, so can he.
Bye bye Blondie My celebrity crush history since I was 12 years: After pining over the A-Team's "Face", I graduated to kissing my poster of Jonathan Brandis of Seaquest DSV fame. Recently, I have become somewhat infatuated with David Anders while catching up on the last couple of Alias seasons. So what does it tell you besides that I watch too much TV? When it comes to men, I like them on the Nordic side.
In real life, however, the man I kissed at my party looked more like Curious George. Does that mean that I'm throwing off the shackles of superficiality and looking past the dark (chest) hair to see the Latin beauty of his soul? Given that he most likely doesn't have a soul at all, it's just wrong that I find him sexy at all. I need to stay away from men until I got my preferences sorted out.
Mobile mystery Odd sms from an unknown number: You're here this we?, so We need you!, come to my party with my camel and friends at my flat this saturday, from 6.30 / 7 pm. feel free to bring someone or something. [Address] Station notting hill. Take care
Even after calling the number I still have no idea who the guy was I was talking to except for that we met at a bar in Oxford Circus in October 2005 and that he's a friend of a co-worker. So what should I do this Saturday? And what was that about the camel? London is positively weird.
Un-birthday and other un-celebrations Our cleaner has reinstated normalcy in our party-ridden apartment and the remains from Saturday's "Mad Hatter" party are now limited blue and white streamers dangling from the ceiling and a faint pub smell lingering in the living room. The party theme was born as a justification to finally wear crossbreed between a puff pastry and a bird that I had purchased half a year ago but soon we realized the additional advantage of being able to distinguish this Saturday's pictures from all prior drunken debaucheries. Initially, the party was held to celebrate nothing in particular but my timing in accepting the Berlin job offer conveniently steered all attention to me*. In the end everybody snogged someone they didn't intend to end up with, people locked themselves in our two bathrooms and all looked great in their hats. And most importantly: I will never have to give a party again because I cannot top this weekend.
*at least, until that skinny, blond South-African girl started shaking her booty.
How to tell a great party Letter from a neighbor: I don't think I have ever had neighbours as selfish & as inconsiderate as you showed yourselves to be last night. Despite requests to keep the noise down, you did not, nor did you answer the door when I knocked, choosing instead to hide inside. Be advised that myself & at least one other resident of the building has reported you to the council, & you are now on their watch list. I will also be reporting the complex management.
Please have a little respect & consideration for others in future.
