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frühher Sunday night, clock point sixteen.
it is bitter cold and an icy wind is driving small snowflakes in front of them on the station platform in Ulm, where I and countless accompanying venture on the two long train waiting home direction and the retract now.
the fear of not getting seats is more than justified, leaving the people zustürmen on the front door, as if there the last selling mulled wine, while eternal granted absolution. and they all have sinned, the poor souls, faces one sees in their rotgefrorenen.
I run the train along to the front door, where squabbling over the disembarking with the entering, because they can not get off before you get in, get finally in yourself, after all got out and getting a lot absolution or mulled wine yet, but a seat in the very first row, with an open view on the engineer's shoulder forward.
in the train is the discovery of a third dimension the same, but opens up a whole new view on the route, which is known only from the side view from the window.
is, however, but only for about five minutes of exciting, and it will become dark quickly and you can see in the fore and makes the page a bit and I have to let something else come up with what the remaining two hundred and fifteen minutes bearable.
with the loud, rattling buzzing noise seemed nearing the common cold to pneumonia, the diesel locomotive rushing through the night, letters and let the vibrations rates before meinen augen wild durcheinandertanzen und wenn er alle zehn minuten hält, steigen trockene personen ins schneegestöber und verschneite personen ins trockene, einzige konstante bleibt die überfüllung der waggons.
ich versuche zu schlafen, doch mein magen knurrt mit dem alten diesel um die wette, ausserdem hab ich durst, der zug ist total überheizt und staubtrocken.
ein schluck wasser und ein stück schokokuchen hab ich heut gegessen soweit, nicht gerade üppig, dazu sitzt mir ein kater im nackken und eine ältere dame neben mir, die apathisch löcher in die nacht starrt.
ich schliesse meine augen und stelle mir vor, sie wäre etwas frischer und attraktiv, würde mit mir flirten.
der zug ächzt, the blizzard outside is getting stronger and you. I get up and go to the toilet, Targeted of urine splashing into the bowl of a thousand beer while I ride the cold wind blows through the open window into the snowy neck.
alsi I come back the lady got up beside me, I make myself wide and doze in front of me than me a snappy "is the space available?!" high shrink abruptly half asleep from the leaves.
neatly parted, he flashed me through the frameless glasses of 1.90m in height, and begins before my slow nod, his luggage in alphabetical order to stow away on the shelf. "Yes sir!" I think me and ask me if he vielleicht in eine attraktive dame verwandeln würde, würde ichs ihm nur mit genügend preussischer schneidigkeit befehlen.
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sonntag abend, kurz nach sechs uhr.
ich sitze im zug aufs land, soeben ist dieser leise quietschend, zischend und in der ihm eigenen art furzend angerollt und schiebt sich immer schneller werdend unter dem kopfbau hindurch aus dem bahnhof in die blaue dunkelheit des tristen vorabends hinaus.
der sonntagabendblues meldet sich mit einem glockenschlag in die emotionale leistengegend, der den wagen erzittern lässt, ich spüre einen druck auf der brust und langsam beginnt a little moisture to collect in my eyes.
although my view is miles ahead of the locomotive is hard to miss, that I eyed the dame in the compartment across from critical.
yes you should keep this kind better than the public man, it looks pathetic, sensitive, or at best incredibly profound, for my part I'd be drunk now but prefer to simply, if I could select for.
I ignored him generously when he asked earlier in the space across from me show, and I agree with a slightly squeaky, whether as "still available" was, but now tell me this does probably close to ten year old boy there with his mama and towards the rear sits me anglotzt to other thoughts.
it possibly would be a mild exaggeration if I would describe his face as one of the ugliest faces of children of the late nullerjahrzents, sitting in the dark blond, slightly reddish hair two circular, large and yet eyes slightly dim, in between a schweinchenase that produces most flu viruses constantly .
two plump cheeks enclose finally a half-open mouth always disclosed, the gap between the front teeth, a huge two large, slightly protruding, and thus underlines a dopey general impression that the picture books outside would actually highly unlikely.
a gruesome sight.
maybe he thinks about me just that more likely is that he does not think. He does me a call only with these big, stupid eyes, his gaze seems to penetrate me at the same time and not to get to me, he hits me in any specific case, but simplicity of those who dare he bundled in all of broadcasting that I am not only hurt but also a little tired. I dedicate a tear that rolled me on the cheek and chin from the hose to the drip.
I look at him again, I would baptize him, the only result of my respect for the living creature could be that I gave him the name "idiot" only second, because in fact necessary first put there, I would have to insist that as the b. name would appear in his everyday.
that his loving mama gave him another name, of course by itself, "bisch Mueed dumplings?" she pulls his hair and he begins in the white plastic bag on her lap to mumble, fish in foil-wrapped, black pappschächtelchen out.
mama takes away from the fingers and slowly opened and a little clumsy, whereupon he begins to focus his attention on the whole it appears, iphone, touch the two fingers with a bit damp and give quiet strange noises.
I feel me free for a brief moment, but suddenly I remembered this scene frighteningly clear at the beginning of 2001 and I realize suddenly, who would now occupy compartment at a time in this the role of the smelly, grumpy and prickly ape-man discontinued models and whoever the other hand, the bone of the superiority of the 21. century holds in its hands tappigen. is my time come?
the train rolls away darkness completely unfazed by the seemingly endless, flirt, he hears on the name, but luckily he can not speak.

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Wednesday afternoon, shortly after five clock.
with the most familiar "blunnng!" Which brought me since my early childhood immediate raspberry glucose tablets Pavlov, the glass sliding door opens quickly and I step out of the dark lauwärme in the bright boller heat one, I look around a bit confused, until I finally their stand.
I leave the view nervously over the counter, shelves and various small strip pappausfsteller, looking at them, she frowns, raises his eyebrows: "I can help them cope them?"
"äähhmmja ... no, mmdanke..." murmle ich stockend vor mich hin, das fieber macht mir zusehends stärker zu schaffen und ich huste etwas verlegen in meine armbeuge, um diese fast schon raoul dukeske situation zu überbrücken. was brauch ich eigentlich, was wollt ich schon wieder kaufen? brauch ich das wirklich?
"schweinegrippe!!" scheinen währenddessen die routinierten und dennoch leicht erschrockenen augen der apothekerin zu schreien, "zum glück bin ich schon geimpft, mit dem richtigen impfstoff, nicht dem für den gemeinen pöbel..."
ich seh nirgendwo was ich haben will, reisse mich wieder ein wenig zusammen und wische mir den schweiss und auch die farbe gleich mit vom gesicht, "ja ähhm...ich hätte gerne..ähmm...."
"keine sorge, als dein anwalt habe ich die lage bestens im griff und weiss genau, welche medizin dir nun weiterhelfen wird, mich schnell wieder loszuwerden, vertrau mir!" flüstert mir plötzlich augenzwinkernd doktor gonzo ins ohr, der langsam aus der linken seite meines halsansatzes heraus zu wachsen beginnt, während er sich bier über meinen bauch schüttet.
ich zucke zusammen, versuche ihn unauffällig unter meiner jacke zu verstecken, die apothekerin soll ihn bloss nicht sehen, sie würde mich wohl für verrückt halten. verlegen lächle ich sie an, sie lächelt professionell geduldig zurück.
"jaa...also was hätten sie denn gerne?" fragt sie noch einmal nach und ihrem blick kann I understand how stuttering each and every stop on my part to inflict pain, she now seems formally physical and finally the thing I find one, shortly after I leave the load.
the fever has fully closed, the few steps to feel at home plush, the lights of cars leaving traces on the road in the darkness like a long exposure, I run faster.
swine flu so now they? or neck pain and fever only? does not work that out to the same? should I worry now? or pleased me much more aware that I still got part of a 2009 world become medienerreignisses am after my libyenreise fallen into the water in summer is.
how much alphabet soup to eat a human anyway? and why I have not bought raspberry glucose tablets in the pharmacy? "Pschschschscht" the effervescent tablet in water makes glass and I pull the head cover übern.

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Friday afternoon, half-five, Zurich.
I'm tired, sluggish and a little slow, sitting in a dimly lit bar with wooden floor creaking, my seating is rather unfavorable. too close to the door, pulls it, not without danger in times of pandemic.
das lokal ist ansonsten leer, es ist nicht so dass ich nicht an einen andern tisch wechseln könnte, aber naja, jetzt sitz ich schon und bin ausserordentlich faul gerade, beschliesse, der schweinegrippe die kalte schulter zu zeigen.
die aufmerksame servicedame steht rasch mit einem einem freundlichen lächeln vor mir, ich bestelle den üblichen espresso mit einem glas wasser, sie versteht mich nicht.
ich muss mich zweimal wiederholen, sie lacht, schüttelt den kopf, entschuldigt sich.
ich sehs ihr nach, denn ich bin grad ein wenig in mich gekehrt und in diesen zuständen neige ich zum nuscheln, würde mich kaum selber verstehen, wüsste ich nicht, wass ich sagen will.
der kaffee und das gedimmte light to provide a short and easy exchange of blows to my attention that wins light to protect the aid of the dark brown furnishings, my eyelids are growing heavier. may, with a slight nervousness of the coffee but still scored a respectable profit on its side.
my eyes work, I will be sitting back on the train to Zurich this morning, the wagon set in silver hand. it smells like cologne and rheumatoid albums, behind me a loud and sings alone: "jaja the chianti wine, he invites us all, he invites us all a .. to be happy!" I'm happy with him that he is happy, but with me that I did not belong to the civil registry of professional drinkers, which are already blue in the morning. eye out.
lord, who had now at the bar the barmaid in Italian, English and some German zuquasselt fit very well in this society. again she sees no word, poor. is probably due to a large portion of the communication problems between men and women that men are either drunk or mumble? But women mumble but sometimes, even if they have neither the beard, the at least most. for that they have all the answers, some at least.
I still smile and a little mat in front of me down, order a Guinness, make sure not to mumble. and as a treat she paints me a shamrock in the foam.
missed the first swallow seine wirkung nicht, das tut er niemals, sofort versetzt er mein gehirn in diesen schockgefrierzustand für einige sekundenbruchteile, immerhin bin ich jetzt wach, die nacht kann kommen, dunkel ists mittlerweile auch draussen.

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early morning, just before seven.
the sun exerts himself, radiating with warm golden light, the clouds, fluffy to send in the corner and I'm still a little stiff at the tram stop
wait. the smell of coffee still in the nose.
crunches the sand in the eye between the teeth, the dry tongue sticks to the palate and I have to coordinate each step of a new, automatisms and reflexes are still in bed and only come in the course of the day after.
late, but reliable.
as my tram that will finally be charming clattering and rattling rattled around the corner and comes with a flash of his current collector makes more important than it would actually be.
mit dem vetrauten ächzen alten eisens bleibt es vor mir stehen und ein paar sanfte weisse rauchwölkchen steigen von den gleisen auf, hüllen den boden in ein weiches nebelmeer, dem ich in das innere der bahn entsteige.
ich habe einen stammplatz, der dritte sitz von vorne links. und wie immer ist er besetzt.
ich muss mir also einen anderen platz suchen und entgegen meinen gewohnheiten, sitze ich heute auch entgegen der fahrtrichtung, weshalb ich den gesamten wagen im blick, statt wie üblich im rücken habe.
zum ersten mal fällt mir ausserdem auch dieses schild auf:
„bitte nicht auf den boden spucken!“, und ich schlucke die sandige pappe in meinem mund folgsam, aber etwas widerwillig runter. it scratches in the neck.
with a ring is the tram slowly rattling in motion, recalled it at this moment above all one of those little shops Mom and Pop, in which children in rooms, and where the hans his little brother will not pay 1:50 sugar for, but Instead, he smash your face skin and the sugar directly to the source, that is collected from mama.
as having more of it anyway and on top of all, free, and so both make their first experience with capitalism 1.0.
like the tram ride to win I let my gaze wander to the rear by the car looks, the elegant slalom exception to people with gray faces and dark gray.
ask puzzled I also noted that the rear end of the runway apparently not gestetzt in motion seems to have, so the car longer and longer and is before me an ever-widening corridor army with a growing gray, motionless, at best, slightly to the newspaper opens shape rustling, whose end can be seen and certainly not disappear in the dark.
I get a little to do with the panic, but remain in focus.
is always the case?
or which only gray, when I look?
what took place there so far behind my back from it?
I try to distract me with a glance out the window and suddenly discover in it the reflection of my own face:
gloomy, a little angry, serious, sullen. mouth deeper than stock prices, eye-shadowed and small as the hope of a resurgence of it.
the connection is obvious and shoot me with another flash of current collectors in the head:
to how all these people here be any different than grumpy on it, if I here in the front squat face with someone like after a hearty bite of an unripe lemon ?
directly across from me sits a woman in her late 20, nice face, cute nose, soft lips, dark eyes expressionless.
the reddish hair into a knot behind her head zusammengezwirbelt strict, narrow gray jacket, short black skirt.
me is immediately clear because that action is needed. I smooth the wrinkles on my forehead, raise the eyebrows, smile at her.
no reaction.
yet. she turns away.
not just give up now. she looks her again, I wink at her. smile.
slowly begin to shake her mouth gently with a light blob jump her lips into a smile, her eyes light up, I'll shine on and with a huge fly popping her buttons from the jacket, it is ground, and among them are well-formed , firm breasts in a bright neon pink bra to the fore, jumps up on the tips of each round a cocktail umbrellas.
I'm just blinded briefly covered the remaining passengers nun wie dominosteine, reissen sich in bester laune die kleider vom leib, fallen in greller unterwäsche übereinander her und gerade wie die dame auf mich draufspringt, sehe ich rasend schnell das ende des trams von hinten nahen. gnadenlos frisst es all die grauen figuren, die von dem genauso plötzlichen, wie unerklärlichen stimmungswandel unbeeindruckt blieben und kaum hat der wagen wieder seinen normlänge erreicht, bleibt das tram auch schon stehen.
die dame fällt von meinem schoss und zerbricht dabei eines ihrer schirmchen.
ich stehe auf, ziehe kurz den hut und steige aus, meine haltestelle.
draussen knöpfe ich mir die hose zu, richte mein hemd und ohne genau zu wissen, was denn nun eigentlich gerade passiert sei, but I'm pretty sure myself just as a savior of the people in the morning and therefore everyday heroes to have made the tram deserves for those.
to brag I look after the disappearing carriages, in which it off immediately after I started to rain now, and go whistling on my way into the rising sun.

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I'm hit. I have no idea where that came forth now, but it was in any case a winner. the wind blows cold and biting my face into the glass canopy was also swept away as the rudder, the left wing and parts of the fuselage fairing, rudderless is my single seater screaming through the clouds and the earth is accelerating toward me.
I roll over me suggest, try some extent the conditions actually hold, nothing works. ? Off fail indication, my only hope is river that flows through the middle of the town half destroyed, if I strike the right angle and it is deep enough, I have maybe a chance to survive.
share away burst of the engine, sprayed hot oil into my face, it burns and stinks, I rush to the river, split seconds until impact, I close my eyes pinching the ass cheeks together scream my lungs out, I claw with feet and hands in the cockpit set, plop!
it pushes me deep and hard in the seat, the machine makes the water flat on the belly side, half submerged no meter, and then again thrown up, as this was the only waters a trampoline, running.
I open my eyes, jump past the cathedral's twin towers half-destroyed, still ended up in the cockpit abundance, injected into the water.
the burgundy red sky reflected on the calm water, I stay in the floating wreck sitting, drifting slowly and peacefully through the city down the river, it is boiling hot and there is war all around me. I'm sweating.
raise black skyscraper ruins again and again against the light, partly obscured by thick clouds of smoke tremble under occasionally impacting grenades, some crumbling at the sides, others collapse completely.
armed men running through the streets, shooting look, cover, shall not be and shot, die dramatic death in the middle of the road, the body's rear up glow in and bullets, throw guns away and dozens see war photographers from the hotel window, as they the international breakthrough with the picture of the year by the overlap is because they have exchanged their entire photo equipment long ago for prostitution and the cell phone camera does not have a telephoto lens has.
I remain relatively unconcerned, with a crisp "klannnnng!" occasionally durschlägt a ricochet the hull of my machine and I duck then one little deeper into the cockpit, otherwise I still drifting quietly on the water, watching the scenes around me cringe as close to the river an airplane crashes into a building.
I turn off my head, behold, on the other bank of an observed small piles of rubble in the middle of the battle on three elderly men, two in brown and one in white uniform
while the little brown gesticulating violently, the white to fight through binoculars and the reflective instruments in the cockpit, I see my face be bright green, as he takes the glass from the eye and I know Adolf Hitler in the corner of his eye. what's he doing there?
told him no, that this thing is long gone? is not be any war, and why is out here anyway? why he is not shot by the other, not even considered? had he not said to have shot himself long ago?
I drive past him and got him almost out of sight as the squirrel with the huge, glowing fiery red tail, which has tucked all the time already on the roof of the adjacent house, the officer's feet suddenly jumps nimbly his left leg climbs and the biting deep into his acorn. he cries out, a dark red blood stains spread quickly on the white pants, he goes to ground, tried it in the squirrel fall with the binoculars to kill, but missed.
slowly I seem to leave town, it is much cooler, the colored sky increasingly purple, the battles are weaker and I swim on a large delta, where to flow into the sea lead appears before my plane abruptly once stuck .
the water seems to be chocolate icing covered with a thick, I get off the shot-up aircraft fuselage and try to be careful with the toe of the check stand.
I sink actually a not, there must be a solid, not too moist chocolate cake act, since the founding of inexplicable under the glaze fills the river bed and only now I realize how hungry I actually now am.

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an old lady waiting next to you on the cross street can be busy, what are you doing?

a) I offer you my help and my galant to poor, after all, I am loved and you need long since seen grandson, who happened to 100,000 .-, or as much as it has just been on your account.

b) the lady may safely cross the street while I am driving a car window a quickie in the back offering a special price from a fifties, it's all towards the end of the month.

c) I take the lady on the shoulder and jump on the roofs of moving cars on the other side of the street, Then I bring them swiftly to the hospital, which is why they survived just on the stroke and now feels like a new person and she owes me.


you're in the football stadium, your team is behind by three goals.

a) I do not care, on the contrary. I lean back with a smug smile freely yours, anyway, I was placed on the opponent.

b) This does not surprise me in the least, but has half the team have spent last night in my bed.

c) with a huge country, I set before our bank, "trainer, they give me a jersey and they move me up!"


has a girlfriend for free cards a concert and get offers to you to accompany them.

a) I thank you politely and invite them to a drink with kotropfen, grab me both cards when she is unconscious, and go with a buddy again to grope concert to little girl.

b) I say too pleased to get her but then gets a resounding slap, as I will miss the doorman made a habit blowjob.

c) from I say, start my own combo, start by fully within a week, others involved with the band as a support and hand over the lady of my hand, proudly sports a backstage pass.


late afternoon, you come straight from school ...

a) where I pause in the great little boys in football taken with blutgrätsche legs of the calipers and then the girl of the bikes have sniffed.

b) where I am closely with the Director under four eyes on the promotion of my child (it could have even be amused by it).

c) where I use my life from a staff room in organized cigarette smuggling ring was uncovered and the unpopular students freed from their cellar hidden dungeons.


vier clock in the morning, the bar does close, you're on the road.

a) I know someone who lives quite close to me suggest him that we share a taxi. hundred meters before the goal I have to throw up and stop as the driver I run it.

b) I will stay at the bartender, I've made clear already two hours.

c) I decide to run, just as the house rises over in flames. because I save a small child and an antique piano in the flame, I will by the police drove back home, decorated the next day by the mayor with a medal and get the older daughter of the house offered.









majority a): you're a bastard, antisocial, calculating, bitter, embarrassed and never about anyone to your own advantage or just for fun vigorously to cut into the pan. not to help you more, you are sexually frustrated, you're all friends is scared away, will fall more and more to alcohol and would at best as a movie character can still have success.

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mein langgezogener schrei schallt über die ganze tribüne, geht unter im allgemeinen lärm, ein wenig spucke bleibt mir im bart hängen.
ich nehme einen schluck bier aus dem plastikbecher und zerknittere den zettel in meiner anderen hand ohne es zu merken.
es ist kühl und feucht hier draussen, später abend, der himmel leuchtet geheimnisvoll dunkelviolett und es liegt eine gewisse spannung in der luft.
und ja, er will wirklich, kraftvoll fliegen die beine über den sand, scheinen ihn kaum zu berühren und doch hinterlassen die pfoten kleine löcher mit small piles on the ground beside it.
as if he would listen mic, as he would run only for me tonight, ran my dog by the last curve on the final straight of to Sandoval, is far ahead in this hunt rabbits on the orange, which is never caught and is undoubtedly cross the finish line first.
God personally would send his ninja warrior lightning from the sky and the earth would open up and swallow the dog so winning this would still be avoided.
rich but sometimes far more mundane things, like a huge cock.
just in the moment where I want to go back a final jubilant read, get tangled up just that oversized scrotum in the shaved hind legs of rapid sprinters, and wraps around the leg in an art that as him just before the finish in a spectacular places on the snout. but of something.
remains stuck in the throat drop me, my looks petrified when he is overtaken by the rest of the dogs.
I suffer with him, am not sure whether the humiliation that he learned of the other dogs but does not have a bit more painful than this unfortunate incident.
I tear the paper, was so sure with number five. that upon presentation of the dog, while all the other worthy in the small circle around your own cock strutted around, has shitting in the middle of the alley, made him sympathetic, plus you do not need to be a genius to know the lighter dog run faster.
still pondering on these things while I austrinke my beer, even the dogs are presented for the next run, time to take a difficult decision.

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-Tue, later this afternoon.
the faint, yellowish headlights emphasize promptly through the dark gray concrete wall, as I have in the car is not mine in the garage around the corner bending.
first parking deck, all filled with screeching tires I pull into the driveway to the next lowest.
the mini is old, the steering vague and imprecise, the circuit is a hake liges agitator and each of the three pedals must be pressed vigorously to stop so that it fulfills its function. , the passenger door does not open and make some one see through the floor into the street.
it is the type of car in which they openly times in a curve of the hand brake can move because they probably will not work anyway and if they do, is fun.
the type of car, where the shock absorbers are so in that it also no difference makes moving towards full throttle on this small dome and risking a sudden, the type of car, find itself at the mere sight of a gravel country road, the heart of the little boy in me a Freudensprung makes.
in the underground car park, there are no hills and dirt roads and so I face the almost cherished small vehicle-spirited and again squeaking, narrowly parking space in a column over safely into the next enter the lift and three floors later, I found myself in the coop.
I designate bierholer am today, because apparently now the only one who is both sober and unemployed.
the mood of a late corresponds afternoon towards the end of the week, there is little going on, mostly people starting in the mid-thirties, the barbecue for stock up on the weekend and have the time, does great in front of the run to do on friday night after work to can.
I fall with my twenty liters of beer that is not on, the sunglasses misleading at the head Legs-up-already mood before and I could drive a car with adilette, I would at least have proven aesthetic consequence.
about to fund a calling: "hey dani, bisch na hey los an end time, take them with no chasch Äch Drue liter milk that would be great ... and ... yes ... yes I saw em waiting, yes and no two dose teppichschuum, wänns'd ... messi gaelle! "
me just at the checkout a lady about forty, a little shabby clothing, dark fingernails, and extremely disheveled, shaggy brown hair with gray streaks in it, pushes the kassierein a melon and lots of sheba cat food out, they do what they are paid and scans without comment.
probably it is also too old for that you would light the same may rise as I did when turning around the lady and I just look in the eyes, I duck me off immediately reflexively to the cat to avoid that I under their I thought long rock bring forth and to see to throw at me.
I put my three liters of milk, the twenty liters of beer and two cans of carpet tape on the foam, and even if the kassierein again remains silent, she shakes her head very slightly and her big eyes make it quite clear: "Boy oh boy ... what is this supposed to be please? " I have a little smile, smile them kind of. pack
I call the things, I see the bearded peers behind me condoms with a bottle of whiskey and a twenty pack come to the fund, and even while I stow it in the uncompromising passenger door in the garage Stir to the shopping, I try my stories imagine that in a day probably in the minds of the staff have to spin together.
after the third attempt the engine finally, it pushes the exhaust from a medium smoke cloud, I will be a small black and I'm glad that I had returned to daylight.
leave with a brief nod, I flip the sunglasses on the face, change the tape and know that my freight is already eagerly anticipated.

Ward's Ap Biology Lab 10

Sunday evening, a more wide awake

wonder who, if my strong primarily by a love-hate embossed ratio has changed to Sunday evening, in some weeks in the past, may rest entirely once again found the answer hope to clear this matter is but a second time disappointed be.
it is not wise to hand from that in this Sunday occupies in the series of evenings a special position, even balmy summer nights and now depends on this time in full at the end of the week a bitter-sweet of melancholy, the mass in the same in the trains full of enjoy, as in the abysmal depths of the condemned is imaginable.
so I'm sitting now since long time with tipping and espresso in the café and grin in my somewhat derogatory way about the young man who can roll past laustark his Porsche convertible out, remember that in a few weeks ago münchen even I with my military velo more impressive had geschindet, then, and it can keep you what you will, it remains a fact, with a porsche is used to attract in this town now really no more tired dog behind his cold out oven.
the only spot it, what am more concerned, and especially before each Sunday night, the squirrels are on the tree in front of my balcony, I have been watching for hours each. or much more, you disappear.
die eichhörnchen sind weg, und ich weiss nicht, wie ich dazu stehen soll. sie werden eine lücke in meinem leben hinterlassen, und ob ich das nun gut oder schlecht finde hängt wohl einzig und alleine davon ab, womit ich diese zu füllen weiss.
bei näherer betrachtung wurmt es mich eigentlich vor allem, dass ich die eichhörnchen nicht eigenhändig von meinem baum verscheucht habe, sondern dass sie eines tages einfach weg waren.
ist es ihnen zu blöd geworden, hat sie der fuchs geholt oder hat gar am ende einer meiner nachbarn mit dem luftgewehr darauf geschossen?
ich drücke meine zigarette aus und finde mich damit ab, dass es nicht weiter sinn macht über diese eichhörnchengeschichte nachzudenken, especially because I have only been a week before that tree lived, and the opportunity to have it till it sunk even before my time at all never even squirrels, certainly must be taken into consideration.
it is now close to nine, the minute invite soon makes close, and I have the sonnntagabend with a through ball on the way; today, the Skore in the past to improve his favor, I have to watch now ruefully, as he conditions powerfully past goalkeeper shoots on the latte and so are the draw leaves.
maybe next week.

Claim Zero Withholding At The Higher

wednesday night, just before one.
I am fit and wide awake by something that I myself actually can not even imagine ever being able to sleep again, let alone how it is at all to sleep. the latter also not a simple idea, if you're really tired.
TEMPiS.
I'm awake bubble, interest rates, pointing a fly metpaher follows another metaphor, and I wish I could write it all and send it to last week than I would have been sorely needed.
I am fit and productive, and so well that in itself is also the moment it seems to me rather inconvenient, because tomorrow I gilts in the crack of dawn springs from the hunt and if I do not like to sleep, put then tomorrow's day out gauntlet and sweat are the only thing that keeps me awake.
it but does not look as if I could sleep quickly disappears.
in such admittedly, something you really silly situation can only sink into abysmal and almost irretrievably in the warm, musty swamp of self-pity or you can you meet with utter indifference.
need of course I would not hesitate to decide to me for the first variant, naked as I have moved apart at that time two tectonic plates and thus the light could see the world, I sit down desk in him pull out the pencil and start, the picture of misery to draw, I'll make tomorrow no doubt.
the head alone is as big as the whole body and two times as hard, never will be this thin neck could only begin in a position to raise this sorted out.
including a delicate, wobbly body, skin encompassed by a green-gray, slightly wrinkled, which together with the red beard gives a contrast, even hurts in the eye if you're not looking.
the limbs are extremely crooked and much too weak to the hands and feet, big as soup plates, the nails are nailed with big move on the bed can be. you could rip my excellent play xylophone, musical, at least with sufficient talent.
and finally a sack between my legs, the two bowling balls have a weight add that I lie even in fear, have never in my life into balance to find because he would start to oscillate first.
I hang the picture beside the bed to the wall and I'm excited like a child on vorheiligabend if my prophecy would arrive early for tomorrow.
now I can not sleep ever.

Blade's Coat For Sale

issue of Keller Quilter

Look forward to many beautiful quilts Keller Quilter. The exhibition is open throughout the day.

one of her beautiful quilts you can win in our raffle.

Who are the Keller Quilter?

Here is the story: do

What with the failed, unpopular and remaining blocks?

How it all began:
has started this campaign with the question: what to do with the failed, unpopular and remaining blocks?

This was the basis of the idea Silvia core, residues from these blocks to sew quilts and then give away to charitable institutions.

From January 2008 she began to collect the blocks, and already at 05 February 2008, held the first Restenähtag. In the course of the year, 9 women involved in the Nähtreffen. The many quilting friends who have participated in the action are represented nationwide. Through its support for sewing, quilting or later from cloth and fabric donations, it was possible to complete in a year over 40 donation quilts.

These were donated to: Foundation
Bärenherz two quilts
special clinic 23 quilts in Debstedt
Evangelical Foundation Lichtenstern 17 quilts

Who we are: We are a small group
patchwork enthusiastic women from the Rhine-Main region, which meets regularly for sewing and needlework. We have given the name "Cellar Quilter.

We do so on the initiative of Silvia core, which has infected us with their idea of donation quilts.

end of 2008 we have joined us and taken over the government for this project by Silvia, so as to incorporate in a different region of Germany to fellow activists.

This way, we want both our Hobby pflegen, andererseits sind wir davon überzeugt, dass es Menschen und Einrichtungen gibt, die sich über eine mit viel Liebe selbst genähte Decke als persönliches Geschenk sehr freuen.

Was wir tun:
Unsere zahlreichen Quiltfreunde in Nah und Fern versorgen uns mit Spenden von Blöckchen, Stoffresten, Rückseitenstoffen, Vliesen, Portokosten usw. Damit veranstalten wir regelmäßig Nähtage, an denen wir mit insgesamt 9 fleißigen Helfern tolle Quilts herstellen können.

Wir haben uns viel vorgenommen: Unser aktuelles Ziel ist es, jedem Bewohner des Haus Walburga der Lebenshilfe Main-Taunus einen Quilt als Weihnachtsgeschenk zu überreichen.

If you want to support us, we appreciate every donation.
Please send any leftover fabric scraps or process, blocks and stitched them into one of the next donation quilt.

If you want to participate in otherwise (Help for quilting fabric, fleece or monetary donation), please just contact us.

We appreciate any help.

Contact: Irmgard
Dannhäuser
On Tulip garden 3
65779 Kelkheim
Tel 06195/900215
irmgard.dannhaeuser @ gmx.de

Simple Employment Confidentilaity Clause

raffle

the benefit of the Indo-German cooperation will take place eV raffle.

About 350 Prices have already been pledged. Sponsored

Among these 2 beautiful quilts

of the basement Quilter

















Community Quilt of the group "The creative Labbe Flicker".

Testicular Cancer Check Woman Doctor

Another workshop with a delicate fragrance

There is a workshop and that we will be producing perfume and fragrance sachets heart.

Connie and Ilona are sewn with you heart and scented sachets. Last

surprise you.!

Full day workshop, access and participation also during the workshop at any time.

What Does A Star In Your Palm Mean

flyer in PDF for download

our flyer with all information and directions is now ready for download. Just click on the link and print it or save and print later.

Click here for the flyer (PDF)

Birthday Wishes For Bosses

Sewing with felt with Anne Spahn

Here's something to be made with felt, with an industrially manufactured felt. This felt is smooth and 3-4 mm thick.

much I can tell: it will be completed during the workshop.

Will you disclose the secret will, you know what is being sewn and how it should look?

Then come to Frankfurt and visited this mysterious workshop.

Be surprised!

Full day workshop, access and participation during the workshop at any time.

Whats Does Ski Patrol Mean?

Beautiful roses in Crazy technology with Helga

In this workshop you will learn to sew a plastic rose.

Each rose will be as individual as yourself

Be surprised, then, and visit the workshop, if you want to learn this technique.

Full day workshop, access and participation during the workshop at any time.

Reaction To Masterbation

Shisha Workshop with Anne Lange

learn about different Indian species of tiny mirrors - Shisha and Mica - know that sewing a hookah is practiced. A short presentation about the patterns and techniques of Indian embroidery complements the workshop and trained their eyes to the beautiful designs that you can incorporate into your quilt.
1 1 / 2 hours, 10 € including material
time: 14 to 15:30 clock

Dinosaur Wrapping Paper Baby

exhibitor list

Alexandra Disse

Anne Lange

Australia Quilting Magazines

Barbara's Rainbow

Beehive Store

book gallery

Indo-German cooperation eV

Ruth Frederick - Crazy Patchwork

Helen's Quilt Stubb

Home patchwork Doris Hüdig

In Stübbchen

heart Kaspar

Jobo Patchwork

Just for Fun

KunstundMarkt

Angelika air (linen, lace, lace)

Mini-Patch

Patchwork meeting

Patch & Quilt Workshop

Heidrun Rinner Patchwork & Quilting

RUX Sewing

Stitches

Fabric Gallery

material dreams

fabric magic

Quilt House Hamburg

Marianne Weber (decoration from patchwork)

workshop, Patchwork & Textiles Design

subject to change

Shirts To Wear At A Baby Shower

first Patchwork market in Frankfurt

The Indo-German cooperation Association invites you to

first Patchwork market in Frankfurt.

Where: city hall rental in Frankfurt am Main
When: Sunday, Sep 06, 2009
time is 10-17 clock

Admission: 2,50 €, children under 14 years - free entry

We look forward to huge.