Gee, if it weren't for facebook, I wouldn't have a clue about myself!

Based on your birthday ...
You are curious and a true follower. You can please someone so much that it seem like you are trying to charm that person. You hide your disagreement under your smiling face. This is a charming quality of yours. Your Love, You are quite unlucky in love. You are loved by someone you don't like while your dream person is so far away. Your love life is occasionally under turbulence. Sometimes you don't have the clear view of the guy/gal in your heart.


Ok, you ugly bastards, which one of you is hitting on me?
And as for "turbulence" ... let's not go there...

It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life ... and also: CHACKKAAAAA!

Having spent the morning in businesswoman mode, visualizing by means of nice clean merciless printouts all I still have to do, studywise, and do in the shortest possible time, I noticed the following things:

1) It's not even 10 a.m. and I've already been quite productive. Important mails have been written, the adressees including various secretaries, professors and the like, information has been obtained, knowledge gained and now I have a fully grown PLAN.

2) The enemy is in my grasp! Yes, I will be terribly busy for the next big fistful of months, but:

3) I can roundhouse kick that somebitch of a romanistic department inna face!

and, most pressingly on my mind:

4) I definitely need a new mouse for my PC, cause this one is driving me NUTS!!!

After all this work (both future and at hand), I am rewarding my racing mind with a picture of pure and blissful tranquility; maybe this one:


hübsch, nich wahr?

So, life ordered, important lessons learned, breathed deep and found utter determination.
And all that before breakfast. If that isn't a Chuck Norris start of the day, I don't know what is!

Na bidde

Found my destination!
You know how it is: you keep looking for something (a new shirt, say, or the night's brew of choice) and after spending ages browsing through everything, you end up with the very first thing that caught your attention.
When I was a wee lass of six years, I wanted to be Colt Sievers when I grow up.



I am grown up now and having found out last night that I am in fact Burt Reynold's and Sally Field's (who even gets mentioned in the title song. Coincidence? I dinnae think so!) secret lovechild, the Colt Sievers walk of life somehow seems to have moved into grasp. It is pre-ordained!
And I even already have the glasses!



So from now on, call me Colt and also why don't you just drop by and help me carry the bathtub into the yard...