Gluejeans

Instead of being stitched they are glued!
:)

Moving out

I am moving to a new flat during September. Today we were at the flat to check out the furniture and to agree on when to take the keys. Washing machine we would need and as a whole will be quite tiring but I am sure it will be worth it all the efforts:)

Taken

I just watched the movie 'Taken'. It's about women traffic.
If you want to read more check the imdb.

It's a good movie sending the message to young travelers not to be too naive because it might end up bad.

In this thoughts I wanted to share that staying at hostels make me feel like staying at a whorehouse.
Maybe I am getting old but come on trying to stuff your holes (vice verse) can not be your priority. No way!

Today something weird happened...

I got waken up by Martin who asked me several times 'what's up'.
I woke up and realized the bad dream I was dreaming, remembered that I was crying in my dream, touched my face and felt tears.
After that I fell asleep but all day this weird feeling is haunting me.
Now I remember that on several occasions I have been trying to figure out wether if you cry in your dream this means that you cry in reality too ?
Today I answered my question and I am hm...bothered a bit.

Naked rats!

My favourite thing on the night shifts is to send some stupid picture via chat to my colleage and watch his disgusted face.
The latest I found out was pictures of naked rats.

Here you go:

Bday boy

Tomorrow Martin has birthday :)

X Files

Well, I didn't watch the movie yet.

The accent is on 'x'.

So yesterday I finally met with the ex girlfriend. I have seen her once before when she decided to invade our vacation. Back then we didn't speak much and of course why would we?
She was the evil one who appeared on our vacation in the last moment where it was too late to cancel etc...and by the way even though I sometimes dream about escaping certain situations by just disappearing I think there is also some beauty in the moments where you let the people know that yeah, you are stubborn and you don't care too much about them.
Anyway even now when I hear the word ex all what comes to my mind is the spiderweb on photo albums and this unpleasant smell of something which was for too long in the basement.
Basically I think about something which was in the past and which belongs there.
Can't be revived the same as a dead body.
Every attempt to stay friends with the ex should be considered a bit suspicious.


So about yesterday...
It was a bit awkward. I suppose not many people go out with the ex of their boyfriends.
Anyway it turned into a not bad chat accompanied by beers and sun. Result of it was me being drunk at an unusual hour, followed by a horrible headache.

The only conclusion I reached from yesterday is that everyone has his/her way to look at things and it can differ a lot.
And maybe that facing your fear causes you at first a frequent pulse but then gives you peace.

Welcome Alexandra;)

Today my friend started her blog. You can find the address among the blogs I read, on the right:)