Don’t keep rattlesnakes as pets!

Word of the day: KLAPSMÜHLE!

and Klapsmühlenfänger, because it sounds like Hundefänger. Yeah…. I think I shouldn’t sleep in the afternoons.

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: the florist said to water my little plant only once a week, but the soil in the (purple! :D) pot seems to be too dry like all the time. Apparently I’m not a plantkeeper; maybe I should get a cat instead…

Trapped (kinda)

Chained – The XX

Πώς και δεν το περίμενα; Αυτό έχουν τα χωριά. Τα ίδια και τα ίδια πρόσωπα, συνέχεια, και πουθενά να πας να σπάσει λίγο η μονοτονία.

Πάρε κανένα τρένο, θα μου πεις, τι τον έχεις το σιδηρόδρομο επιτέλους, και πήγαινε… Κάπου. Παντού. Οπουδήποτε.  Και είμαι στο τσακ να κάνω ακριβώς αυτό, έτσι απλά, να βάλω τις μπότες και να φύγω. Μέχρι το βράδυ θα ‘μαι πίσω.

Αλλά εδώ είναι το θέμα βλέπεις. Ποτέ δεν ήμουν άτομο για μοναχικές επιχειρήσεις… 

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today: Ρολόγια. Στο PC, στο κομοδίνο, του κινητού. Και δεν μπορώ να αποφασίσω αν οι ώρες περνούν βασανιστικά αργά. Ή μήπως υπερβολικά γρήγορα;

Procrastination at its best

So I’ve wanted to write about this for a week now, and since right now I am desperately avoiding to write an essay, this seems like just the right time.

So you’re going on a date. Where do you go? I spent this whole week asking myself why people go to restaurants, or eat elsewhere, on dates. I mean, sure, good wine and some candlelight is very romantic. But think a little beyond that. Being a person who thinks way too much, I personally would worry about every tiny little detail, starting from ‘oh gosh I would love those shrimps, but aren’t they too expensive/will this burger make me look like a fat cow/ I should really stick to salad, but then again it will get stuck in my teeth’ etc etc (though my date probably wouldn’t even notice any of this). Also, I am the opposite of elegant when it comes to eating, so there we have even more worries coming up – did I smear my face, will I spill sauce all over me or drop something to the floor or accidentally laugh with my mout full – in short: will I completely embarrass myself and end up eating alone with the curtains drawn and the lights turned off for the rest of my life? For sure!  Do not tell me this is only me. Please don’t!

Then again, I am thinking, what else to do on a date than go for dinner? Going to the movies doesn’t really help you get to know each other (or see your dates face, for that matter) and when you live in a really small town like I do, these (and bars which get you drunk way too quickly) are about all the options you have. Seeing it this way, dinner for two provides the perfect date-timeshedule, plus food is an excelent awkward-pause-in-conversation-filler. If it goes badly, you just stick through the main dish, make a seedy excuse and leave; no harm done and you didn’t even have to cook! If you come to find you are eating with the possible love of you life, on the other hand, there always is dessert to share. And a dark cinema/romantic walk in the moonlight/fancy bar to go for another drink/ride home with all the possible turnouts for an evening that began in just the right way.

Or whatever. I am not really the best adress for dating advice. Better call a dateline or something. 

Byeeeeeeee

=^.^= Koneko.

What caught my eye today:  apparently, there is not enough furniture in my tiny little home. I have already used two empty carton boxes as substitude bedside table and ‘shelf’ for my printer. Weidly enough, I don’t even mind; it’s recycling in a way (don’t even question it!).

Der O-Saft is’ fast alle; schon wieder

What caught my eye today: A kid’s fingerdrawing on a dusty train window; a heart, a smiley face and… a smeared handprint. It looked kinda like a happy advertising spot and made my whole train ride.