hot hot heat

My body doesn't want to stick to the proper timing and bleed to show me that all is fine and no alien being has invaded my belly. While I see the latter highly improbable, it still sends the occasional butterflies up my stomach. I really don't want my uterus to ruin Durex' PR, so maybe it's just a reaction to the amount of blood already donated a month ago or a cry that, fed as it is now, my body feels quite undernourished. I don't have the nerves to buy a pregnancy test and don't want to visit my gynaecologist this month again. Well, whatever. With this heat I can only think properly at work (which even makes me cool with the occasional late hours). Melting it the heat I: scratch my lovely car, get fined for parking the car on a pedestrian crossing (and then fortunately forgiven by an equally dazed city guard), every now and then say yes to the occasional social cig at work, dream of leaving for Crete and so travel with my finger on the map, cut my fringe with dull scissors (asymetrical sounds too nice for the results) and - as for now - dye my hair brown. Cause after all maybe it was not the heat but my being too blonde...

lomo

first roll out of our first lomo camera:

closed'er

all (good) things must past and so did the open'er festival. four fantastic days in a different space: out of work, unliveable air and concrete, instead loaded with fun, pleasure seeking and finding and only some occasional rows (mind the mighty mars' influence! ;)
Best concerts:
* Sigur Ros - broke my heart, quite a mistical experience, no concert has ever touched me that deep
* The Streets - energetic, witty and sexy, great songs and an even better performace
* Pharrell Williams - come on, you must have seen that torso ;) my hips ached after the gig
* Franz Ferdinand - just a really really good concert
* Ladytron - just a short glipse, still a really good, powerful and sexy performace
* Skin - seductive, energetic perofmance plus big thanks for Skunk Anansie tracks, gave me some '99 flashbacks

Plus an amazing film performance from Peter Greenaway, a short glimpse of Maria Peszek, whom I need to see live, this time in a full show... Add to this great people (a big thank you :) plus sun, sea and food and it becomes far too much to describe, but it's never too good to feel and enjoy that much.

after the storm

The end of this week was nightmarish. We were watching Prison Break in large quantities in the evenings and at the same time the 'do everything for your family' theme was getting truer than ever. It turned out grandma's surgery needs to be postponed due to lack of available blood supplies. We could donate blood ourselves (0Rh+), and so we did, to give her priority in receiving the required amount for the surgery, but the problem was: there was no blood of her group (0Rh-) in the blood bank at all. With an incredible help from our friends (special thanks o Ider for extraordinary efficiency!) we reached people who had her blood type and wanted to donate it and help save her life. We couldn't be more greatful... The surgery finally took place on Friday and as for now she seems fine and stable, however the outcome is not yet sure. The doctor, this time a very compassionate and understanding one, told us not to make her play a clairvoyant. She can tell us about the here and now and doesn't want to confirm anything too far fetched just to let us hang on to it frantically. It was fair. Right now we can just wait and hope. And I have a feeling the worst is past us.


The essence of your mind is not born, so it will never die. It is not an existence, which is perishable. It is not an emptiness, which is a mere void. It has neither color nor form. It enjoys no pleasures and suffers no pains.

Your end which is endless is as a snowflake dissolving in the pure air.

[from a zen koan]