inkonsequenzen

i attended a panel on dirty business, where the attendants all used apple products.

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møve

mø + love = møve
(30min power, 90ies, énergie et dingueness)

florence et sa machine:
love, happiness, énergie, peace, canonitude
an angel

of monsters and men agréable
milky chance adorable
alt-j misérable

i would rather not

http://hausbartleby.org/

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muwi

listening to a flicflac-remix while working on a gesualdo paper

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gefiel am donnerstag

englischvorlesung
minus
tarzan und sisters
holzofe
esspressoplatz
fizzen
ladina
zara
calm down
espressogschbusi
mitti
sunne
jungs
linguistique
post
yoga
bella
gratin

muwi

quilled instruments

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THE END

i don't  feel like blogging anymore.
i don't feel like a blogger anymore.
adieu, c'est fini.
alles ist mal vorbei,
iz isches hie o.
farvel og tak

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ein Arbeit schreiben mit Skizzenbuch

jour 1
John Cage c'est le nouveau Jésus Christ.
USA hat keine Traditionen, die sie aufgeben können. STERNKLANG Stockhausen./Ludiwg van - Kagel
jour 2
I WANNA MARRY BILL VIOLA!
"triangles are my favourite shape." Alt-J
please don't Go, I love you so." Alt-J
jour 3
pourquoi quand j'avais 14 ans les garçons étaient dègues et maintenant je suis pédo s'ils me font baver? c'est pas juste. Lui, là. Avec ses Urban Ears, sa jacquette sexy et en train de lire (=sexy^2x1000).
jour 4
BOUDIOU!!
jour 5
"GROSSE FRAGEN" Anders Nilsen
Scheiss PaulSacher
Pète un cable et tjrs Pas de sujet.
jour 6
i schmöcke nach Thon...
I GOT BLISTERS ON MY FINGERS!!
donaueschinger Musiktage!
eine Tradition, die nur dadurch lebt, dass Neues gemacht wird.
jour 7
Where is everybody?
This is crazy and I need to pee.
LUSCHT UF GLACE
jour 8
TOUTE SEUELE, ENCORE!
jour 9
jour 10
BerkBerk immonde.
no MUJI in Wien =(
jour 11
isch Dörte e vorname?! dörte isch der Dörte
Glaglagla, frisquet de la nouille
HAPPENING im Sommer 1952 Black Mountain
jour 12
jour 13
jour 14
jour 15 
Geile leere UB.
honey I heard you like bad girls. Is that true?
I AM FUCKING CRAZY BUT I AM FREE.
huere grusigs trocknigs gipfeli
jour 16
jour 17
i feel very pretty
mis schribi schribt di glychi farb wi mi nagulagg
jour 18
jour 19
jour 20
GAGIIII
      tusig schribi
jour 21
sunny day!
jour 21
ZÄHNEKNIRSCHEN
__________________________________________________________________________________
ich will nach Kopenhagen!
jour 22
heute bin ich eine bruntzgugere
ider AB mau e sabbertyp: das isch ja mau nöj!
jour 23
heute bin ich hohl. aber echt dumm wie ein Pfosten.
verspannt
jour 24
BIG FAT PICKEL
i want a new tatoo.
sekretatiat-mwi@unibas.ch
alda schweda isch habba keina bock mea
jour 25




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Vienna

You've got your passion. You've got your pride,
But don't you know that only fools are satisfied?
Dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come true.
When will you realize Vienna waits for you?


Billy Joel must know it. I trust him a hundred percent. thanks L

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First Love

In bed for four entire days. I did nothing but sleep. And now I discovered this video, which is nice.


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merry christmas

sitting on the floor in my room.
writing christmas cards.
no worries about exams.
listening to christmassongs.

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sleepless in Basel

Berlin. mein Liebling.

student's life. busy life.
I hardly get enough sleep. I hardly learn enough. I hardly post.
but i am happy.
passed one exam for sure. Littérature: 2 credits for me. (you needed 18 points to pass i reached 18,5.)
3 exams behind me (Littérature proséminaire, grammaire, Paläographie II: Mensuralnotation) quite sure I passed them all.
1 essay done. (Alban Berg. Wozzeck: Die Oper des 20. Jahrhunderts)
2 exams in front of me (Satzlehre des 14. - 16. Jahrhunderts, Linguistique)
and then...
the good life will beginn. Until then.
I'll be working like a dog.
because posting on photoholic is easier, it's done more regularely.
don't forget to check it out here.



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rien de mieux

nothing can top that.
almost.
you get home, exhausted from a tiring day at work. didn't eat. didn't sit.
had to walk home.
forever.
honey couldn't call.
my room's a mess. can't find anything.
sore throat.
nothing nice in the fridge.
facebook is boring.
all the blogs are read and checked.
not in the posting-mood.

you walk in the kitchen. Turn on tv. switch while you try to prepare a little something to eat. meet the new guy. not very talkative. - or was it me?-
and then, suddenly - on zulu. Isn't that Travolta?
Isn't that...     GREASE?!
yes it is.
made my day.
love it! again and again.

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lovely friday (II)

it's lovely, after a weird, but still nice week, to spend a day home alone.
Since monday I was living in one room with my lovely friend who left today, for some better place for the next 2 months. (some people call it back home) now it's 'my' room!
I wasn't working on monday, moved back to the campus. With the help of my lovely godfather. Ate cakes with my ex-flatmate...
Two nights in a row, I was awakened by some drunk guys. And two mornings in a row, I had to go to work. But that was fine...  Wednesday was BBQ night. But I came after the grilling, after the good weather. Too sad, when you have to work! But still, the party went on, and I had time to get drunk, too. And this night, I woke him up. Ha!
In Denmark, people celebrate 'Sankt Hans Aften' with fire the 23rd of june. 3 campussers went to the SanktHans celebration on Onkel Dannys Plads. A third campusser jammed and it was really hyggelig.
Lucky I went home with A.
That's why I'm alive now. That's why I managed to do so many things today, on my lovely friday.
First of all I had to say bye to my roomie and then I watched Desperate Houswifes while eating breakfast. Meget hyggelig.
Then I went to the city. Came across a fleamarket. coup de coeur. Went to the library, picked some cds for my iPod. Read the VOGUE.Went shopping on the way home. There was birthday-cake in the kitchen. Nice!
Watched Brothers And Sisters with the Birthday-girl and other lovely people.
Reallyreally had to tidy up in that room. Cleaned everything. It looks lovely, now.
Removed all that pilosity on my legs, washed the capillar pilosity and went to the kitchen. There I made myself some nice food. lovely. And watched How I Met Your Mother. funny.
Decorated my room.
Imagine: A boy's room, but a girl living in. Lovely mix.
Phoned with the north and spent some time on facebook. not too bad.
Listened to that song 10000 times. at least.

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yogi & pågen

Gratitude leads to love.
-yogi

I godt selskab!
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- Pågen



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Møntvask

Oh yes. Tonight I'm the storyteller.

Happy, after work. Had just decided about working hours next week with my colleague and we're both happy. I am off when my honey is here, and she is when she wants the nights out.

 nice, as we say here.

So, as I said. Happy, looking forward to a Saturday Night. a dry one. Home alone. With skype, blogger, facebook and some movie-page. A cup of nice homemade tea, my ipod, candle-light, pijamapants and cookies.

I didn't get anything to eat all day... but I didn't notice. yet.

The wather was gorgeous. 31°C, it said. Don't believe it. I would say 26. Nice enough. Nice enough to drive home on my bike without jacket.

At home I dressed up a little bit. Which actually means getting nice clothes on that are not working clothes. At work everything has to be very neutral. It is quite limited. So as soon as I only go out buying my milk and eggs I 'dress up'.  I unfortunately didn't have anyone to take a picture of that outfit. It would have been a nice one to post (on lookbook). anyway, I wore my new (electric)blue headphones. A lila tshirt and my nice maxmara 'gilet'. My new topshop hotpants, some black tights and my lovely oxfords.

Home, i picked up my laundy. And that's where the story beginns. 

'cause, no, we can't wash our clothes where I live now. Anyway. The only reason for me to experiment the launderette-feeling. It actually was my second time, I'm not a virgin anymore.

With my nice bag full of panties and other stuff I don't want anyone to have a look at, I went to the second-next launderette. I hoped it would be cheaper. It was.

The first part - washing - was very easy. cheasy.

While waiting I went buying kanel gifflar, hankies and butter. (yes. it IS important to know what I bought, sorry.)

Sitting outside the launderette, in the sun, on the side of the road, wathing the wheels go round and round. The wheels of the bikes and the cars and the busses. And the feet of the grils and the boys and all those that aren't girls and boys. Like dogs e.g.

I was sitting there, reading my H&M magazine in danish. Probably looked quite weird, but who cares? I don't.

After the 28 minutes it took to get the clothes clean, I wanted to get them dry. hard job. how does this f*ing tumber work?!  yeah. you have to put the money in the machine. got it. 3 DKK. nothing. And then click on 'low temperature' on the tumbler. WHY does the tumber say 99?!?!?!?! 99 minutes? did I just pay for 99 minutes? Don't know. anyway, went out with my friend the magazine to visit my other friend, the sun. But then, I was just soooo hungry. I didn't really eat all day. Had just one gourmandise there, and one madeleine there. Some cheesecake then and a piece of bread then. I was starving. And I cound't eat my hankies. I coudn't eat the butter. I had to eat those kanel gifflar! But my stomach was against it. It just did hurt more and more... just like a black whole was eating my stomach.crazy. My stomach wanted some food. not some snack, that's what he got all day. Anyway. I tried to forget the pain and had fun with the mag and the sun.

We were enjoying each other for quite a while, when I thought I should check if I really had bought 99 minutes drying for 3 dkk. this is just so not possible. I came back and my clothes were still completely wet. And it looked like the never had felt anything warm and drying. I finally found out that...

tadaamm.

1 dkk is for 1 minute drying. which means I was sitting aproximately 27 minutes in the sun wating for my clothes to dry while absolutely NOTHING happened. I just ended up buying 10 more minutes on high temperature.
I waited, freezing, cause my sun-friend went home. He's young, had to go to bed, sleeping.
I went home with wet clothes... - in my bag. those I wore were as dry as they always!

Home, i gave something nice to my stomach: cauliflower-salad and tuna mousse. nice.

Finally, i could skype with my sister, write with a lot of people, post on my blogs (check photoholic with pictures of the Mauerpark).

But I didn't get rid of the mess in my room and in the kitchen. for tomorrow.

goodnight, folks.

love. PinkLady

google down - shawarma up

An up and a down.
first the down, to end up on a good tone.

the down:
google translator. HEEEELP!
I'm learning danish, as you know. but sometimes, without any bilingual dictonnary at home, I just don't get it. And leo.org doesn't speak danish, unfortunately. So, I use google translator. Sometimes it's fine, I can understand what a text is about or whatever. BUT only if I try in german, then in french, then in english and because I know quite a lot of danish by now, so I can get the structure. BUT, fu**! What the hell is this shit for? Should translators get replaced by internet?! I thank my whole childhood to a translator, so...
Really. the translations are so NOGO.
There are a lot of people using google-transations in Tourism. NOGO!
It's such a shame, in my opinion, to get a language so destroyed by this 'easy-solution'.
But anyway. Why I am so angry about it suddenly? why right now?
Well, I was checking a few words I came accross in the past days on gogole-translator. To write them down on my 'list of new words'.
So there is this 'endelig'. A word which means finally, last, etc. But as I understood it in context, it's also like 'just', as i.e. in 'just tell me if you need help' (Sige endelig til hvis du har brug for hjælp, i think). I wanted to be sure. but what did gogole say?!
danish: sig endelig til
french: Suzanne


WTF??!?!?!!!?!

and an up:
everybody in Northern Jutland and everywhere in Denmark and everywhere anywhere told me: Take care, in the big city there is a lot of 'bad' people. Dont' walk around in the night, don't speak to strangers. Whatever. You know what I mean. I was just like. Oh, come on, I've been a few months in Berlin, Copenhagen is just like a tenth of it. I know how to behave, I know what to do. I learned it (sometimes the hard way...)
So well, of course I'm careful.
But then, I just had bought my new pink bike (!) and I was driving home from a tour in the centre when my chain fell out. I tried to fix it myself but hahahaha. The only thing I managed to do is get my fingers all black and dirty and greasy and ... beurk.
suddenly, a boy from eastern europe with a 'shawarma-whatever' tshirt came and asked if I needed help. I thought, thaaaaanks. He just fixed it, had as dirty fngers as I did, but he had it fixed. Wonderful. Then he just sat himself on his bike and wished me a nice evening.
This was so nice. I don't know a lot of people that are that helful. To stop on the side of the road to help a stranger to fix his/her bike... Would you do it?
I think I wouldn't.
Even after this experience. But that's just because I'm not able to fix a bike ;)
A lot of bad people in the big city? Also a lot of good people in the big city! coup de coeur! 
So one big grateful THANKS to this guy.

And toniiiight:
the Floor is Made of Lava at Tivoli.
I'm really really looking forward to it.
Dont know the band?!
check them here.
They're danish. and lovely.

and on photoholic you can see BERLINberlinBERLIN. 



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a day in the life

a day in Copenhagen.

waking up late, lazying around until i managed to get myself into the kitchen and make some wannabe-birchermüesli. Watch BAYWATCH while eating breakfast with one of my kitchenmates. meget hyggelig.

i'm just too lazy.

but still, I finally found myself sitting on my bike. wonder. the weather was nice. nicest since last summer. warm enough to be wearing just my 1000fleures-tanktop-mini-dress with my jeans-shirt.

sorry for the webcam-quality...

sitting on my bike I drove over the bridge to Christianshavn... seeing 'Prinsessegade' i took it. knowing it would lead me to the freetown CHRISTIANIA. (for more information &pictures about Chrisitania click here-wiki-we musn't take pictures down there ourselves.)

Maybe I was too early, but apart from the very colorful houses it didn't seem very special.

it actually even seemed to be quite dead. but the atmosphere was very peaceful. very bright day made the colors shine even more.

taking the road along the water i ended up in some 'private area'. There were boats that were houses. The funniest about this was that there were letterboxes on the dock. coup de coeur!

i just kept on driving around with my bike enjoying the sun.

then I ended up at 'kongens nytorv' where i left my bike and went on by foot discovering the very quiet and peaceful neighborhood in between 'magasins' and the water.

'Pder Skram Gade' was completely tom ('empty'). But suddenly a window was opened and a little girl threw an insect out. And I heard someone playing the piano. coup de coeur. how i miss it...

Standing in front of the 'Kongelige Teater' again i picked up my bike seeing a lady having her (very hairy) dog in a basket in front of her bike. how silly.

Like a real tourist I was in Christiania, to carry on with being a real tourist I went to visit Amalienborg. The Royal Residence.

But the tourist in me came up only when I was sitting on my bike. I didn't remember I was a tourist when I  left home... And left the two main tourist 'accessoires' in my room: my citymap and my camera (!).

But nonetheless I was a tourist in my new hometown and also drove by the 'lille havfrue' to get to my goal: the best ice in town. I had to check if it still is there.

And it was. lucky me.

But I bought my softice nextdoor, there was less folk waiting...

Sitting near the water, looking at the AIDAferry which was about to leave. (about to- meaning leaving in a few hours...)

Walking back to town with my bike I came across my salvation: a 'døgn NETTO' where I finally could buy a bottle of water... I left my bike there and had a walk in 'Store Kongensgade'.

and then i just walked into a littel 'everything-that-is-funny-shop' and there was - tadam! - a MILK TOOF book! amazing! i just had to read it and it made my day. (if you don't know 'my milk toof': hurry up and click here) coup de coeur! it is just amazingly sweet and funny and... i love it.

Another coup de coeur! that day in this street was the giant TRIPTRAP-chair. how funny.

I picked my bike up and drove a little bit more round and round...

Entered some restaurants, cafés, bakeries, icecreamshops to ask for work.

Went to the library: I brought back this weird 'Book Of Love' i don't want to read and chose some new books: Viola og kærligheden (a danish easy-reader), The Spin Doctor (sounds funny) and Lust (won the 'Nobelpreis für Literatur 2004').

I also went to the restaurant I had worked 2 days to get my money, money, money. Honey, honey, honey.

The beautiful Antonio told me the bigboss wasn't there, so he gave it to me and showed me a box of swiss 'Lindt-Chugle'. The so in love Luigi coudn't concentrate on his food while I was there and the what's-his-name-amore thought I came for working. No way.

Greenpeace boys wanted to ask me for something, I just told them I'm not 18 yet. (ha, this trick still works.)

In possess of 3 new books and a little bit of money I sat down on the stairs in front of the university and started reading The Spin Doctor, which I quite like... I had to chase the sun who was trying to get away from me.

A boy came and asked me if I wanted a piece of fruit and a flyer about some new healthy-take-away. sounds good.

After shopping for my dinner I tried to carry all the stuff home. The sexy Franco saw me and told he would call. He didn't. lucky me.

Made myself some delicious food (rice with a pepper-carrot-cream-cheese-sauce) and watched some tv.

Spent the evening answering some mails, reading blogs, reading books ('Lust' is weird.), and so on.

nice, quite lazy, sunny day.

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new colors

 i changed my layout. The colors, the police.
What about it? better?

I'm glad it's not so dark anymore.
Colors are more powerful.

When the sun's shining, 
i don't want it to be grey.
When the sun's hiding, 
i don't want to have a grey blog.


Let's get it colored.
Let's get it bright.
Let's pimpit.

Don't worry. Be happy. 


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det er for vildt.

imagine. i'm in KBH. <3
still missing my (sleeping) cuties in the north...

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