tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87035422011-07-06T08:42:40.107+02:00Home of the reasonably self-titled goddess of bloggity: great taste in everything, good looks, a whole universe revolving around her (and her alone) and obviously absolutely not a bit of self-awareness at all.Jamienoreply@blogger.comBlogger2811100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115934706851821112005-05-12T23:43:00.000+02:002005-05-12T23:51:46.856+02:00

You know what?That's it. I'm done. I can't keep on writing double posts and moving entries and comments forever, so please...The design needs some serious and urgent improving, but all 2004 posts (though not all comments) and all of this month's posts are already there, and I can't see why you shouldn't be there as well.There would be http://herebesubtlety.com and that's also the link you should

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115922031377427912005-05-12T20:19:00.000+02:002005-05-12T20:20:31.383+02:00

I didn’t shout, but I do have teary eyes still and am wishing it would be September already.Honestly, I think Rob Thomas just attempted to kill me. Geez.Now, when exactly can I buy the DVDs?

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115917523934199722005-05-12T19:02:00.000+02:002005-05-12T19:05:24.076+02:00

I made myself a gigantic sandwich. Now I'm going to pour a big glass of Orangina and then head to the couch and watch the season finale of Veronica Mars.I guess that in about 45 minutes I will be shouting at my television with teary eyes and wishing it was September already. I'm torturing myself with TV shows. Another proof that something with me isn't quite normal.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115911868993605802005-05-11T23:30:00.000+02:002005-05-12T17:31:09.000+02:00

So, If you were wondering, I am indeed moving my blog.I registered a new domain. The name will be secret until I have set up everything nicely .Then I uploaded all the Wordpress files and now I'm moving all my stuff over there.Yeah.It was supposed to be an easy routine, but somehow it didn't really work and I couldn't just transfer my entries from Blogger to Wordpress. So now, I'm doing it all by

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115656259646021352005-05-09T18:28:00.000+02:002005-05-09T18:30:59.656+02:00

Android - RobotRevenge - VengeanceKnight - in Shining ArmorStranded - in a LimousineWeakness - Don't let them blind youGreed - SevenWalter - Where is Waldo? (Do you know the books? And aren't they great?)Dense - ThickSheep - Sleep (rhymes and makes sense!)Propane - Yeah, whateverAgain, you can take part and have a lot of fun... just click here.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115655688755383492005-05-09T18:10:00.000+02:002005-05-09T18:21:29.033+02:00

What made me order FIVE books today? Five! As in.. you know, FIVE!On the other side I can only read so fast, so it just means that I might not need to order books any time soon (meaning: the next three or four weeks).Just so you can share my anticipation of the next amazon packages to come, here's what I ordered today (in one of the moments when I definitely wasn't thinking clearly):Father Frank

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115588137085117412005-05-08T23:02:00.000+02:002005-05-08T23:35:37.270+02:00

Today I'm strangely obsessed with my hair. I think it's because it looked so perfect today that I just can't get over it. I am one of those 'I have no control over my hair' people which isn't usually so bad because the worst that can happen is that my hair looks boring instead of great, but sometimes I wish I knew the trick some people seem to know and just be able to do something different with

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115501897673436882005-05-07T23:29:00.000+02:002005-05-07T23:38:17.843+02:00

I have been thinking about moving my blog every now and then during the past few months. The most important reason why I would want to move is that I'd like to work with a system that's more flexible than blogger. I also would like to be able to include categories for my posts and a few things more I can't do with blogger.I now might be close to actually 'doing' it. Since I have to get a little

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115473479345625502005-05-07T15:42:00.000+02:002005-05-07T15:44:39.430+02:00

I just realized that I am not a chooser. I don't like to choose.I'd rather have someone else do the choosing and then say 'no'.Yeah, when I said that I wasn't complicated? There are always exceptions to the rule.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115319296892769352005-05-05T20:52:00.000+02:002005-05-05T20:54:57.083+02:00

Okay, I'm just watching 'About A Boy' and I was thinking...If I wasn't married already to a cute German boy I would absolutely go for a British guy. I am thinking Hugh Grant or Robbie Williams or Alan Rickman (okay, Alan might be a little too old, but he could read me the white pages and I'd be in heaven).See, I am not even that picky.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115225051758810322005-05-04T18:40:00.000+02:002005-05-04T18:44:11.923+02:00

He comes home and brings you this:Just because he thinks you need a new one. Which I did, but I thought in terms of soon as in June.So this one (see exhibit B below) can go away. Forever.My life is literally brighter now.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115224427889671652005-05-04T18:28:00.000+02:002005-05-04T18:33:48.283+02:00

So I just discovered this CD-mix swapping thing, because srah takes part and posted her tracklist and just when I decided that I would love to take part I read that for the moment it's limited to people living in the US or in Canada.What? I make great mixes! I would love to get some! And are you aware that the postal fees here are much higher for oversea shipping that they are over there.But

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115062785913065332005-05-02T21:30:00.000+02:002005-05-02T21:39:45.913+02:00

I really need to have this thing checked out.I just had a wild coughing fit under the shower and I can still feel it trying to start again and it's not funny.I have the doctor's appointment on June, 2nd and they're going to ultrasound my thyroid gland. How fantastically weird is that? I believe that after that there's not much they can check out.I've had my lungs x-rayed and a doctor shove a tube

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115057770082160562005-05-02T20:00:00.000+02:002005-05-02T20:16:10.086+02:00

Srah asked:1. What's your favorite food to make? To eat?2. What would be your ideal job, and why?3. Tell us about your worst travelling experience.4. What do you like best about yourself? (Feel free to make a long, train of thought list)5. Tell us about something you bought and later regretted.1. To make... well, I usually like to try out new things, which is why I subscribed to a cooking

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115056288313051552005-05-02T19:45:00.000+02:002005-05-02T19:51:28.313+02:00

I think I may take courses to learn how to sew.Then I'll be able to sew my own clothes or at least repair the torn ones I've got and woould like to wear again one day.And then I will start to learn how to make quilts.The thing is, I'm really not kidding.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1115054597238211592005-05-02T19:15:00.000+02:002005-05-02T19:23:17.240+02:00

No, seriously, where? Because I don't remember having one.I think I must have some spare time because I remember being amazed by the two latest episodes of Veronica Mars and finishing Emma and the third volume of the Dark Tower series, but apart from that... there's not much.I also remember going to see my aunt with my parents and my husband and I do remember spending the whole Sunday afternoon

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1114547513364029772005-04-26T22:15:00.000+02:002005-04-26T22:31:53.366+02:00

I have trouble organizing my life right now, so please excuse the short ransom posts and be prepared for a lot more of that sort to come. I just can't sit down a write a real long blog entry right now.But let me tell you this... I think it was yesterday on my way home that I suddenly had these thoughts (again) about how happy and how incredibly lucky I am. I wrote about that before (but am too

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1114461942552182122005-04-25T22:45:00.000+02:002005-04-25T22:51:54.920+02:00

Am I the only one who immediately calls her parents if there's a question on 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire' that either mom or dad could (or most likely WILL) answer?Because that's what I do. Always.And might I just add that I therefore know for sure that both my mother and my father would make excellent telephone jokers would I ever need them. It's kind of comforting, too, in a strange geeky

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1114339173881245452005-04-24T12:30:00.001+02:002005-04-24T12:39:33.883+02:00

Detachment - AttachmentRegard - Ending a letter, with one more 's' to go.Community - Society and the difference (hey, I did have courses in Sociology at my university).Strike three - It's either some strange term unknown to me or the middle of the afternoon.Congregation - Lots of people.Generous - Me, sometimes. My mom, always.Pretention - False.Pregnant - Not.Drinking - Milk. Really.Brilliance

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1114338929421984272005-04-24T12:30:00.000+02:002005-04-24T12:35:29.423+02:00

Why we have three different packs of dental floss in the bathroom is a complete mystery to me.Especially since I didn't buy a single one of them.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1114200532692348452005-04-22T22:00:00.000+02:002005-04-22T22:08:52.693+02:00

My fourth wisdom tooth is coming out. I'll soon have all the wisdom I can probably have in my mouth.It also means that I currently can hoard food in the weirdest places and that's probably more you wanted to know about that matter. Believe me, it is.I haven't had any of the other three wisdom tooth pulled out, mostly because of my strange fear of dentists. The blessing of having such good teeth

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1114119183848932442005-04-21T23:30:00.000+02:002005-04-21T23:33:03.850+02:00

I'm currently reading Jane Austen's Emma and I am wondering:Has anybody else read this book and continually had this one thought in mind? The thought being: "Damn girl, just shut your mouth for one friggin' minute, would you? And while you're at it... Get. Over. Yourself."It's the third Austen book I have read so far, the other ones being 'Sense and Sensibility' and 'Pride and Prejudice', but

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1114102976822791022005-04-21T18:45:00.000+02:002005-04-21T19:02:56.826+02:00

I'm back into tea-drinking mode. Work made me do so. Since they only have nasty coffee there and I can't afford to buy soft drinks every day tea seems like the best way to quench my thirst.I just came back with a fine selection of Ayurvedic herbal tea from this shop (sorry it's only in German, but feel free to click around) and now I have tea for most any situation and/or mood I can possibly be

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113946584196124052005-04-19T23:15:00.000+02:002005-04-19T23:36:24.200+02:00

Today I had an allergy testing. Turns out I'm allergic to nearly everything on earth only I just have this occasional strange cough. Turns also out that allergy testing means the doctor's wife fumbling around with a strange piece of metal attached to a wood handle in front of my face while holding little glass thingies (also in front of my face). If the metal swings from top to bottom it means

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113858704694982102005-04-18T23:09:00.000+02:002005-04-18T23:11:44.693+02:00

It happened a minute ago.Me: I think we did something really big last Monday.Him: And didn't realize it.Me: No, didn't realize it at all.Then we laughed. Yes, I think the actual enormity of what we did last week might just get to us in tiny bits. But I think that might be just fine.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113774059377543522005-04-17T23:45:00.000+02:002005-04-17T23:40:59.376+02:00

Great escape - A movie I never saw.Cluster - PatternsWrong place, wrong time - Dr. JohnGuided - Hiking. Although I never went.Forensics - BrushesPros - And unfortunately some cons. Or amateurs (unfortunately as well).Safety deposit box - If only I would need one.Quadrant - Four.Precisely - Get to the point.Who are you? - Me. Most of the time.Again, you can take part and have a lot of fun... just

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113768245661619812005-04-17T22:15:00.000+02:002005-04-17T23:35:56.243+02:00

How weird is it that I totally want to get Emma Bunton's (yes, Emma Bunton is Baby Spice, very much yes indeed) latest CD?With totally I mean that I was close to buying it yesterday and really close to ordering it from amazon today and I am just now listening to 'Maybe'.It's just that I am a total sucker for Easy Listening, preferably the 60s-like kind and the samples I listened to were so much

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113767485678609832005-04-17T21:45:00.000+02:002005-04-17T21:51:25.680+02:00

Hi Jamie!Please remember: Never eat something red when you're wearing something white.I thought you'd know that by now.Jamie.PS: Never. Hear me?

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113742735193470602005-04-17T14:45:00.000+02:002005-04-17T14:58:55.193+02:00

Yesterday I ate Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Café.And no, I'm not kidding.That's also where I gave my just-become-husband this. Because it's one of the sweetest books ever.We spent the whole day in Cologne and came home with a lot of new things. The best being a new DVD-player, which we really needed.So, today I'm one hell of a lazy girl and don't plan to do much despite maybe letting

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113600361182654342005-04-15T23:15:00.000+02:002005-04-15T23:26:01.183+02:00

Somehow my current kitchen CD collection (i.e. the CDs spread around on our kitchen table so I can hear them while cleaning the dishes) contains not a single english* record. This is also incredibly weird as I would guess 95% of my CDs are english.So what do I have there? I feel the need to tell you because it shows that I'm oh-so-interested and also because all three CDs are so great I would

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113595930918192392005-04-15T22:15:00.000+02:002005-04-15T22:12:10.920+02:00

Dear little old lady who was in line behind me yesterday,Pushing your cart right into my hips does NOT make me pay and pack my things faster. Because I refuse to give in to anybody who thinks that pushing his (or her, for that matter) cart into another person's hip will do any good.In fact, it made me angry. You might not have noticed that I had to pay with my card, which also means that I have

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113496397114339782005-04-14T18:15:00.000+02:002005-04-14T18:33:17.116+02:00

I'm so excited. Michele sent her readers to my (of all) sites today, so I feel like I am super-special and hence shoudl write a super-special blog entry.Only I'm still recovering from last Monday and my brain feels pretty empty.It's strange getting used to a new name. I've lived with the old one for 24 years and although I never really liked it's very strange to see my new name and think 'Well

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113339350094664722005-04-12T22:45:00.000+02:002005-04-12T22:57:21.206+02:00

Really, nobody told me that getting married is so exhausting. I need to go bed now, but I wanted to show at least some nice pictures. But don't get too excited, it's just some of the flowers I got. But they're so lovely I had to share them with you. If there would be a smell-recording device I'd offer you to smell my roses, but unfortunately there's not - or again: nobody told me.Now, that's my

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1108059313044338482005-04-11T18:30:00.000+02:002005-04-14T18:04:22.710+02:00

Update: I moved this entry to the top of the page again because it would have been my grandmother's 90th birthday on 11/4 which is not coincidentally at all my wedding day. New entries are below.When I got off the train and I saw both my parents waiting for me at the platform, I knew something was wrong.When I was a kid we lived in my grandparents house. It was the house my mom had lived in for

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1113164618897190142005-04-10T22:30:00.000+02:002005-04-10T22:23:38.896+02:00

In a little more than twelve hours my last name won't be my last name anymore. I admit that I already praticed my signature so it won't look crabby on the wedding certificate.I can't imagine how tomorrow will be. Sorry for not posting a lot these past days but it's been really busy and I really don't know where I left my head.I'll post you pictures and everything next week. I don't think I will

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112909848325497252005-04-07T23:30:00.000+02:002005-04-07T23:37:28.326+02:00

I think I should dedicate this to Caitlin and Cecilia. They know why (do you?).

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112819852086609252005-04-06T22:30:00.000+02:002005-04-06T22:37:32.086+02:00

I thought of something really funny and witty to write, but now that I'm at the computer I can't remember what it was.So this entry is about the nothingness of gone ideas. How incredibly boring is that?(And how incredibly sad is it that my computer at work is better than my computer at home?) Very say, I tell ya!)(If the extremely funny and witty idea comes back I must remember to take notes.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112810115878894162005-04-06T19:45:00.000+02:002005-04-06T19:55:15.880+02:00

Yes, I have flunked my Sunday's introduction several times. Go blame it on a new job, two colds and the coming close of a (actually my) wedding.But since both of the following are so important to me I will make Wednesday a Sunday (or the other way round) and send you over right away to A Gag Reflex and 63 Days (or the other way round).Since I'm pretty stressed out these last days I won't write

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112808854633522872005-04-06T19:15:00.000+02:002005-04-06T19:34:14.633+02:00

Yesterday evening all of a sudden my internet broke down. I didn't have access to anything, not the web, not my email, nothing. Not my blog. Things like that piss me off, internet junkie as I am.What's even worse is that we have this not-that-complicated-but-complicated-enough router connection that always takes months to set up because we always do it the trial and error way and I was afraid

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112479989816457452005-04-03T00:00:00.000+02:002005-04-03T00:13:09.816+02:00

As we all know going to IKEA is a two-hour-experience. Lunch included.Not included is the six hours and more it takes to put together whatever you bought and arranging your rooms according to the new piece of furniture. Especially when this includes cleaning out all your bookshelves. Because then your living room will look like this all day long.It's midnight right now and I'm exhausted. I will

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112437832345239892005-04-02T12:30:00.000+02:002005-04-02T12:30:32.346+02:00

We're going to IKEA! Yay!And of course I'll end up buying all that stuff I don't really need, but then I need it oh-so-much. Because in the end, that's what IKEA is all about.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112385746966314652005-04-01T21:45:00.000+02:002005-04-01T22:02:26.966+02:00

My books came today. More books for my nightstand make Jamie happy. I'm currently reading 'Born Confused' and am enjoying it. It's very different from most of the books I recently read, mostly because it's very fresh and modern, from the view of a seventeen-year-old girl in today's America.I also finished Jane Eyre and want to say at least two things about it. First of all I loved that book. I

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112384610960843482005-04-01T21:42:00.000+02:002005-04-01T21:43:30.960+02:00

Does anybody here need April Fool's Day?No? I thought so.So can we just get rid of it and get on with our lifes?

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112384514344541122005-04-01T21:30:00.000+02:002005-04-01T21:41:54.346+02:00

The boyfriend thinks that the first step to a succesful diet is going to McDonald's for a last time. I think not so much.Then again he (and therefore me as well) has been living on fruit and salad for the last three days. But I swear I have never seen anyone buying fruit like that.On averagy, how long does it take a normal person to buy, say... three apples. You would think something around a

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112131022777841712005-03-29T23:00:00.000+02:002005-03-29T23:17:02.783+02:00

srah asked: Do you have any traditions in Germany along the lines of wearing "something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue"?Fortunately I'm not really into the whole traditions thing. I say fortunately because I have read about them in the scary wedding brochure.I've been to three weddings in my life, one when I was very little, so I don't really remember a lot other than

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1112129535010212642005-03-29T22:45:00.000+02:002005-03-29T22:52:15.016+02:00

It must be spring because the boyfriend and I suddenly started to clean the balcony and make it all nice for the coming times of warmth where the weekend paper can be read outside while the sun shines in our faces.It actually felt so much like spring that I had to get out and spend 4,40 Euro on this.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111926292748497982005-03-27T14:45:00.000+02:002005-03-27T14:24:52.750+02:00

Just so you know that my head is indeed filled with slime and my brain has temporarily moved to make room for it, this making sure my head does not explode, here's my original attempt at this week's Unconscious Muttering.I’m waiting - BunniesSpeak - BunniesRoger... - BunniesKnock knock - BunniesHybrid - BunniesCan’t believe my eyes - BunniesHooked - BunniesPontificate - BunniesSlime -

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111926000726822622005-03-27T14:30:00.000+02:002005-03-27T14:20:00.726+02:00

I’m waiting - for this stupid cold to go awaySpeak - Cough firstRoger... - RabbitKnock knock - Who's there?Hybrid - WaterCan’t believe my eyes - This better be good.Hooked - Veronica MarsPontificate - Pointy.Slime - Don't get me started.Unwelcome - This cold.Again, you can take part and have a lot of fun... just click here.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111925661757816052005-03-27T14:15:00.000+02:002005-03-27T14:14:21.756+02:00

I feel like my whole body is filled with slime and snot and other icky stuff.And it's certainly no fun. I can't really sleep but I can't really stay away either. I make funny noises when I breathe.In short I feel really sick. I think it's even gotten worse since yesterday.Now, please excuse me while I cough up some more slime I don't really need or want.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111792160347119962005-03-25T23:45:00.000+01:002005-03-26T00:09:20.350+01:00

I really never wanted to make this blog about my wedding, it's just as it is coming closer, of course I think more about it, and since this blog is about me and my life, it's bound to come up a little more often these days. Bear with me.I was just standing in the kitchen preparing a nice dessert for tomorrow evening and listening to 'The Final Frontier' from the Mad About You Soundtrack that

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111752902225475762005-03-25T13:15:00.000+01:002005-03-25T13:15:02.226+01:00

Due to job change, sickness (twice) and other circumstances the cases have been closed for the lasst few weeks. Now they're open again. Since shelf #3 turned out to be shelf #2's twin brother and you had to wait so long I decided to make it a double feature today.So, clap your hands for shelf #3 and shelf #4...So, what do they offer?Shelf #3 brings us more video tapes. We have lot of them. But

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111752192622489732005-03-25T12:45:00.000+01:002005-03-25T13:03:12.623+01:00

I guess we all know how that song goes. Guess what? I baked a cake.Again.It's just that I love to bake cakes, while the problem is that neither the boyfriend nor I are very avid cake-eaters. We like cake, but we don't really pine for it. That's another thing where I'm becoming just like my mom. We both love to make things (preferably to eat) but that doesn't necessarily mean that we are

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111702045511550572005-03-24T23:00:00.000+01:002005-03-24T23:07:25.513+01:00

25 years ago...That's one small wedding party. But as I know from the other pictures there were a lot more people at home. Most of them will be at my wedding, too. Funny, huh?I already got brown boots. My mom bought them today and they look great and match my skirt, so why not. I am very careful not to wear a brown coat and a brown purse with it. I'm becoming just like my mom already and there's

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111615304490950522005-03-23T23:00:00.000+01:002005-03-23T23:01:44.490+01:00

They know. They all know.Yesterday I brought the invitations to the post office. Today they arrived. How is it that we said we would only make a small celebration with a few friends and family and we end up with over thirty people on our list?Oh, yes, I remember. My family is just too big. And the biggest part of party guest is just members of my family. It's really not my fault, my mom has seven

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111614887781968182005-03-23T22:45:00.000+01:002005-03-23T22:55:01.183+01:00

Stink - SocksRenewal - RenovationI remember... - Lots of thingsLoneliness - HermitOoooh - CookiesFor real - RouchTitanium - MetalGet down - Gilbert O'SullivanRupture - EarthquakeDramatic - Drama QueenAgain, you can take part and have a lot of fun... just click here.

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It seems I slept through half of the day. I only really got up until after 5 p.m.Last night my temperature went up to 38° celsius, which isn't really worrisome but enough to call a little fever.So I decided against being stupid and brave and for going to the doctor and calling in sick for the next two days. I won't risk being stuck with a stupid cold for the rest of my life just because I don't

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111499608026577262005-03-22T14:45:00.000+01:002005-03-23T11:37:51.606+01:00

That's what I'm doing today. I'm sleeping, then get up, read or even go for a walk and then I crawl again under the blanket and go back to sleep.My mom is going to pick me up later, so I can help my father install burning software and see if she's got wedding rings that fit our fingers. If you're wondering where she got a large collection of wedding rings from, yeah, well, it's part of her job.By

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111476845969424982005-03-22T08:30:00.000+01:002005-03-22T08:34:05.970+01:00

Sick, because being brave and going to work despite my cold two weeks ago just backfired and I've got a sore throat again.Also, I kind of met last nights dinner again. Hi, meal, didn't you like the other way out?Tired, because I never sleep well with a sore throat that hurts every time I swallow and I do that a couple of times a minute.Oh, see, there's my bed... if you need me, that's where I'll

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111447684191672282005-03-22T00:30:00.000+01:002005-03-22T00:28:04.193+01:00

I'm tired. I just wrote addresses on twenty envelopes and I realized again that the name of the street where we live is just too fucking long.Why didn't somebody tell me that getting married actually involved real hard work?Like licking the icky stuff on the envelopes... Bwah.

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Here's another one, brought to you (or me) by pearl...You’re stuck inside Fahrenheit 451, which book do you want to be?In that case, some book nobody knows of. I really wouldn't like to get burned.Have you ever had a crush on a fictional character?Not exactly, although I really loved Henry in 'The Time-Traveler's Wife'. And I cared a lot for most of the characters in Anne Tyler's Tin Can Tree.The

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111338909751827292005-03-20T18:15:00.000+01:002005-03-20T21:33:16.080+01:00

The Minimum Price for a Wedding66 EuroThere was another 8 Euro that we paid for the copy of a document from somewhere else. So, add it up and you got it.

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Because, let's be honest, without me it wouldn't be that way...It's my parents 25th anniversary. So yay for them!Get it...? I'll turn 25 this year, and they celebrate their 25th birthday. So, you don't really need to guess why I think that I have a little bit to do with it. I didn't really have brains yet, but still...But whatever, again, yay for them. If I had their wedding picture I would show

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1111279042969159722005-03-20T01:30:00.000+01:002005-03-20T01:37:22.970+01:00

Once again I'm proud that I've managed once again to use a song title as a blog entry title and get away with it. Because it's really late in the evening.We got back from Cologne about an hour ago (please note the time I posted this) where we spent and afternoon buying stuff we really don't need and an evening with my aunt and her girlfriend who made yummy things for us (canelloni and tiramisu...

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Go and read the beautiful blog entry Brandon wrote.Now.

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I have four books for my nightstand now. When I got home today I couldn't wait to open the package that arrived today. Even though I know what's inside I always think of my packages as presents and I love to open them and finally hold whatever is inside in my hands.There's this stange thing about ordering books. Although you know what you get you never really know until you finally hold it. I'm

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110916473421492172005-03-15T20:45:00.000+01:002005-03-15T20:54:33.426+01:00

My ear is hot from talking on the phone for... I don't know... really long. First to a friend who called here and then to my cousin Lina to tell her they all are invited to our wedding. My aunt and uncle are on a trip in Syria or Jordania or whatever, so I won't be able to tell them the news for another two weeks.My other aunt is in Australia, but hopefully she will be back for the wedding, since

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110834164739540412005-03-14T22:00:00.000+01:002005-03-14T22:02:44.743+01:00

Shape up - I'm trying. I'm TRYING!New Orleans - The Pelican Brief. And that other movie. And that book. And Mardi Gras. Me? Never been there.In the bedroom - A bed. Hopefully.All the time - Wondering.Philosophy - Usually bores me.Tyler - Anne.Disturbed - Leave me alone.French kiss - The movie and being in England.Solidify - Sheryl Crow.Furtive - The Fugitive. So what?Again, you can take part and

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110833924180605362005-03-14T21:45:00.000+01:002005-03-14T21:58:44.183+01:00

I somehow wondered whether deciding to stick to booklists and recommendations as much as I do is just a very lame excuse for not having to choose by myself.I think maybe it is, but maybe it's a good thing.It's a good thing because I realize that there are a whole lot of books out there that I would never read if I would just read the back cover. I would just put them back on the shelf and buy

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110834844146760822005-03-14T21:00:00.000+01:002005-03-14T22:14:04.153+01:00

There was this non-discussion about Edie Brickell on srah's site. It's really a non-discussion, so I wonder why I feel the need to comment on it so urgently, but I do and that's that.So, let me get that straight:1) Edie Brickell is great.I think I could just stop writing right now and leave it at that, because what more do you need to know. Yet, I will go on.2) She is still singing. Proof is here

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110749506728680342005-03-13T22:30:00.000+01:002005-03-13T22:33:12.686+01:00

Guess what? I'm being interviewed by Rory. Actually I begged her to ask me questions, but whatever. This is my fifteen minutes of fame, no matter how I got them.1. When was the last time you did something for the first time? (I got that question from a TV ad!)Well, actually on Friday when we settled everything for the marriage. I surely haven't done that before. I was also surprised how easy it

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110747896047971022005-03-13T21:45:00.000+01:002005-03-13T22:04:56.050+01:00

As, once again, I spent the Sunday doing very important stuff like (for instance) catching up on Joan of Arcadia, I have only little time left to do the weekly introduction of my favorite blogs.So, let me introduce you all to PixelTigris:For some reason I'm not so much into photoblogs. They're nice, no question, but most of them don't make me feel the need to come back every day to check for

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First of all, the picture you have all waited for. The second cake I baked this year and doesn't it look really tasty?Look and pine:And that's an advertisement I found in the brochure about getting married we got from the registry's office. It's about the scariest picture I have ever seen. Are there actually people who want their wedding to be like that? And what drugs did they give to the girls?

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When we were having my beautiful cake yesterday everyone was having coffee, only I stuck to my water. We didn't have any fresh milk, so I didn't have much of a choice.It feels strange, however, that at the age of 24 I still prefer a glass of cold fresh milk (or hot cocoa or whatever) to a cup of coffee. Fact is, I just won't drink regular coffee, not even if I had no other option. I just don't

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110713049283082252005-03-13T12:15:00.000+01:002005-03-13T12:24:09.283+01:00

Done with the Brookmyre. (Thanks again, srah!)Now, where the friggin' hell are my new books? Amazon, hurry up, godammit.

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You know what's one of the weirdest things ever?Déjà-vu's.Really, how strange are they? Every time I have one I wonder about it. It just feels weird to think that you have experienced that exact same moment before when it doesn't seem possible that you did.But, you know what's even weirder?A déjà-vu of a déjà-vu.Did you ever have one? Because I did just about two minutes ago and it wasn't the

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110577057652817942005-03-11T22:45:00.000+01:002005-03-11T22:37:37.653+01:00

My mom called me today just in time to hear the big news. This is about how the conversation went at that moment:Me: "Well, we actually do have news."Her: "What? You got a dog?"Me: "No." (Though I wish we had.)Her: "Are you pregnant?"Me (laughing): "No!"Then she ran out of ideas. Apparently the only news to expects from me is to bring another living thing into our family. Either a dog or a

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110565025655008642005-03-11T19:15:00.000+01:002005-03-11T19:17:05.656+01:00

Dear Amazon,Would you please, please, pleeeeeease send my books?Because I'm afraid I'll have Christopher Brookmyre's 'Quite Ugly One Morning' finished tonight. And the bookshop here never sells what I want.So please?Forever yours,Jamie.PS: You know that I spent way too much money at your shop already, so I figure I can consider my self as a very-special-customer indeed.

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My credit card is a reliable source of constant pleasure. I just used it to buy this and this at Glarkware.The first one is for me, just because I love what it says. Whoever came up with it, I'm really impressed. The second one is for Torsten who's birthday is in about three weeks. Now, I'm not kidding here: his nickname is Mozart and he is a fan of Heavy Metal, Hard Rock, whatever that kind of

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Apparently you can settle your wedding date via phone. Who would've thought? Getting married is a lot easier than I had suspected.April 11th at 11 am it is.What better date could there be?By the way, it's my parents 25th anniversay in about two weeks or so. Shame on me, I don't know my parent's wedding date. But I sure as hell know mine.So, who wants my address to send gifts? I will send back

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110320843190252752005-03-08T23:19:00.000+01:002005-03-08T23:27:23.193+01:00

Are you drinking enough? Are you aware that you should dring at least 2 to 3 litres of water (or anything that doesn't drain water from your body like coffee or coke) a day?Because if you don't I might just remind you of your neglect everytime I notice it. Ask Andreas or my mom, because I surely have bugged them.Another even weirder thing is that sometimes I leave the grocery shop with three to

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110320332638144112005-03-08T23:15:00.000+01:002005-03-08T23:18:52.640+01:00

I just got back home about an hour ago. Two manager-whatever-guys from Colorado are here for a few days so the whole staff was invited to dinner and it was actually really good.But it nevertheless took long, so I didn't have a lot of time for anything else today.The whole new job thing is wearing me out a little bit, but I hope it's just all the new things, some confusion and a lot of learning

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110232533093883992005-03-07T23:00:00.000+01:002005-03-07T22:55:49.653+01:00

Dear Potato Heart,I saw you at the shop, a little heart among all these common potatoes. I paid for you and took you home.Then I peeled you and chopped you to pieces.Then I cooked and ate you.But I still took a picture of you. Because after all you were special.

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I asked my new boss tonight if I can have a day off on April, 11th. He said yes. So we're ready to set the date for good.And then we just may tell other people about it. I wonder how the reactions will be.I wonder if the way we're dealing with getting married is strange. We don't plan a party, we surely won't invite a lot of people. We don't even know if there are going to be rings... although

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110146096627285982005-03-06T22:30:00.000+01:002005-03-06T23:11:04.770+01:00

Since I have a hard time choosing a new book to read anyway, I have somehow turned to reading lists of different sorts to help me make my choices.The first and most important one is the list of recommendations I got from blog readers. Of the 12 books recommended I have already read five and am just reading the sixth. So far I haven't been disappointed with a single one recommended.Then there are

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A sneeze that won't come out.'Nuff said.

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Because Caitlin asked, I will tell her (and you).Anime weather is a term Andreas and I use frequently to describe that special kind of weather that reminds us of Japanese (what else) anime TV shows. Now I have only watched one anime series complete, but you don't need to be an expert in animes to recognize anime weather.There has to be wind, that's for sure and it's best when there's something (

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110108599034109482005-03-06T12:45:00.000+01:002005-03-06T12:52:19.543+01:00

Lately I have really vivid dreams. I don't know if it's the stress or the excitement or my sickness, I'm just having really vivid dreams. And not all of them are nice.Still I won't bother to write them all down, especially since they are so fucked-up, strange and weird that it's nearly impossible to retell them. Most of all I remember waking up and being thankful that it was just a dream.But this

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110108840818209872005-03-06T12:30:00.000+01:002005-03-06T12:34:00.820+01:00

Usher - Should I care?Cherish - Be nice.Mistreat - Not so nice.Forum - That really ugly building downtown.Systematic - That's so me.Warning - Red.Wash - Laundry.I wish - Often unfulfilled.Candles - Everywhere around. Well, tealights actually.Metallic - Silver.Again, you can take part and have a lot of fun... just click here.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1110050171336926052005-03-05T20:15:00.000+01:002005-03-05T20:16:11.340+01:00

The one thing about recovering at home is that there's not a lot happening and therefore no interesting things to write about.Unless you're interested in stories about cleaning our apartment that is. Although I planned to spend most of the day in bed or on the couch I still went grocery shopping with the boyfriend and helped to clean the apartment.But I also took a hot bath and spent a lot of

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1109971631629897262005-03-04T22:15:00.000+01:002005-03-04T22:27:11.633+01:00

No post again yesterday. I fell asleep on the couch around 10:30 pm and barely managed to drag myself into bed later. My throat hurts like hell and I have a teeny-weeny bit of high temperature, but it's more like a little more than I usually have, so it's not even close to be called feverish. I'm just carrying around a mean cold is what it is.Anyway I was a brave girl and wouldn't let myself even

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1109792907683396512005-03-02T20:45:00.000+01:002005-03-02T20:48:27.686+01:00

Last night I dreamt that I was ill. My mom took my temperate and it was 41.3° Celsius. But I kept saying that I would go to work nevertheless because I couldn't possibly call in sick on my second day.Yes, my fears of doing something stupid and being fired are haunting my dreams. It's not really that bad, in the sense that I have a reason to be afraid of being fired, it's more that I have never

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You’ve got a friend - Carole KingImmigration - More like emigrationWaitress - Tori Amos and what I did onceSnickers - I prefer Twix and BountyRecognize - RealizeConcept - Needs to be grasped and often isn'tBirthday - Some monthsTold you so - Evil mothersUnlikely - A lot of things, unfortunatelyExtension - Company callsAgain, you can take part and have a lot of fun... just click here.

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1109711645527448292005-03-01T21:45:00.000+01:002005-03-01T22:14:05.530+01:00

I really didn't write yesterday. That could be because I remember coming home and falling into bed. Actually, I remember coming home, falling on the couch, watching the last three episodes of Wonderfalls and then falling into bed. Whatever. Somehow it didn't include sitting at my computer and letting creativity flow.If I hadn't been so damn tired and still am, I would feel a lot more sorry. But I

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1109538248966895942005-02-27T22:00:00.000+01:002005-02-27T22:04:08.966+01:00

See for yourself.It's my last day at work tomorrow, so I figured I had to bake a cake. And that's the one I chose.

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Make a whole bowl of cookie/cake dough and eat it rawDo you remember how as a kid (and even now) the best of making cookies or baking a cake was always when you could eat the rest of the raw dough from the bowl? As a kid I always thought that once I was old enough to do whatever I wanted I would just make a whole bowl of dough and just eat it.Why do I never do that? It wouldn't even be expensive

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1109498475813238812005-02-27T10:45:00.000+01:002005-02-27T11:01:15.813+01:00

Snowflakes dancing outside the window while the sun is shining.And we're going to Bonn to find a tenant who actually is willing to pay the rent.If I had more time I would have made the first sentence a haiku. But we gotta run.PS: What's anime weather? If somebody wants to know, I'll tell you. Tonight.

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Me: Well, I'm not that optimistic.Andreas: Oh, come on, you're one of those glass-half-full types.Me: Yeah, well, the glass is only half full.

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Every once in a while I read the blog of Caitlin's little cousin Justine who just started college and is away from home and on her own for the first time and it makes me remember the days when I, well, started to grow up.It's a strange phase.I think it's mostly the years between (approximately) 16 and 20 when you suddenly discover new things in your life. I started to read 'adult' books, went to

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1109355319738584912005-02-25T19:15:00.000+01:002005-02-25T19:15:19.740+01:00

Yesterday I went shopping (without the boyfriend I might add) and I totally did NOT forget to buy q-tips and toilet paper. That just makes me incredibly smart, doesn't it?No seriously, do you know that, too, when there's something in your household that you don't need to buy very often like toilet paper, toothpicks or salt for example and then when you run out of it you forget to buy it over and

Jamienoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8703542.post-1109355703392505672005-02-24T23:15:00.000+01:002005-02-25T19:21:43.393+01:00

Are you comfortable? If not, make yourself so, please. There's no way you're not sitting comfortable and relaxed while enjoying the view into today's candidate shelf #2.Here it comes. (Rolling drums. Applause.)We do have a lot of video tapes. And most of them are mine. See the nice and accurate printed labels. Yeah, I did them. They were even in the right order when I still lived in Bonn, but

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