Jep, right guess... time for another update has come!
Curing a little flu, i've been very very busy the past week(s) doing nothing productive at all.
Well, besides my job of course.
I'm just talking about the tiny little amount of time in the evening in between work & sleep, which is waiting to be spent in an appropriate way.
In my case ca. 9 1/2 hours... till about 2 - 2.30 am.
Most of the time i've been hanging out with friends, or lying at home, watching DVD's & avoiding anything that could have been exhausting in whatever way.
So you can call me Sgt. Lazybones if you like... i'm perfectly well with that.
Looking back, the highlight of my week must have been the party yesterday evening. I've been at a birthday party with a very good friend of mine who has turned 29. Her first 29th, btw.
Loads of pretty pretty single girls with loads of pretty pretty little problems to find the one 'Mr. Right'.
Well ok, it varied... seemed like some of them are more looking for 'Mr. Rich' or 'Mr. Dumb + Sixpack', but in the end the result was the same: they're not getting any and kept complaning about it.
As the tattooed freak with the odd taste in book, film & music i'm outside their dating patterns anyway & most of them are way outside mine, so it's always fun to watch & comment! *big grin*
I stayed there till about 5 am, went back home and had a little nap till about 14.30 only to get up for having breakfast at a friends house, watching his little baby son chew/salivate/walk/drop/cry/laugh/poop his pants & cry again and make funny noises. He already has got quite a repertoire of those btw... well i must confess, i am doing my best to practice with him as often as i can hrhr
After getting enough family reality (the point usually is reached at about 40 minutes after arrival, but i'm not really a rude person, so i'm staying about 1- 1 1/2 hours) i went back home, answered some e-mails... something i should have done earlier, i know... sorry for that... and now i'm feeling a bit tired... in my face.
So... bubu machen is! hrhr
Curing a little flu, i've been very very busy the past week(s) doing nothing productive at all.
Well, besides my job of course.
I'm just talking about the tiny little amount of time in the evening in between work & sleep, which is waiting to be spent in an appropriate way.
In my case ca. 9 1/2 hours... till about 2 - 2.30 am.
Most of the time i've been hanging out with friends, or lying at home, watching DVD's & avoiding anything that could have been exhausting in whatever way.
So you can call me Sgt. Lazybones if you like... i'm perfectly well with that.
Looking back, the highlight of my week must have been the party yesterday evening. I've been at a birthday party with a very good friend of mine who has turned 29. Her first 29th, btw.
Loads of pretty pretty single girls with loads of pretty pretty little problems to find the one 'Mr. Right'.
Well ok, it varied... seemed like some of them are more looking for 'Mr. Rich' or 'Mr. Dumb + Sixpack', but in the end the result was the same: they're not getting any and kept complaning about it.
As the tattooed freak with the odd taste in book, film & music i'm outside their dating patterns anyway & most of them are way outside mine, so it's always fun to watch & comment! *big grin*
I stayed there till about 5 am, went back home and had a little nap till about 14.30 only to get up for having breakfast at a friends house, watching his little baby son chew/salivate/walk/drop/cry/laugh/poop his pants & cry again and make funny noises. He already has got quite a repertoire of those btw... well i must confess, i am doing my best to practice with him as often as i can hrhr
After getting enough family reality (the point usually is reached at about 40 minutes after arrival, but i'm not really a rude person, so i'm staying about 1- 1 1/2 hours) i went back home, answered some e-mails... something i should have done earlier, i know... sorry for that... and now i'm feeling a bit tired... in my face.
So... bubu machen is! hrhr
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<---AHA!
Das sind dann wohl die ganzen ladies die du physical therapierst?
Heute geht man wohl nicht mehr in die psycho praxis sondern zum Masseur (ist das die richtige bersetzung?). wie bequem! hehe.
Jetzt gehts mir auf jeden fall schon besser mit dem alt werden. danke dir