tasks that now obviously have to be fulfilled before being able to get from CDG to ZRH: find terminal, check-in, find gate, drink 16oz. Frappucino in 2 minutes baggage control, ger bags searched because of 2 sharp pencils and a hair iron, change gate, change gate back, change to yet another gate, get on plane, get off plane, go back to baggage control, strip down, find gate again, board plane! now just to find all passengers again…. well, didn’t get to that last point yet…. but it has just been as little as 3 hours!

(written June 15, 8.34pm @ Paris CDG)

You know about the 5 seconds rule for foods falling on the floor?!

It says that it’s, at least from a health-wise point of view, not hazardous to eat things which fell on the floor within 5 (to 10) seconds!

Normally that works quite well, and probably some of you extended it to a few minutes rule as well.

(interesting fact, I once found a half-eaten snickers bar on the floor behind my couch, and it was still edible, and at least halfway tasty, even though funky colored and equally funky tasting, so no worries there)

Well, I recently discovered it’s not as easily applicable for ice cream, soup or applesauce. Or any French Patisserie… Because, while they are super tasty AND super cute, they are neither shock nor impact resistant.

When they fall on the floor, you’ll find them splattered all over the place, like a guy who jumps from the 36th floor and forgot to take a parachute with 0_o

Well… everyone and everything their fate, but i would prefer the patisserie in my tummy ^_^

More sweet tales and interesting facts will join you later this week all fresh and tasty from the land of the baguettes, FRANCE (^_^)/

A glass of warm milk with honey and a marshmallow before going to bed. I know that it now sounds like I’m still a little child, and *weahh*, *weahh*, *weahh* But believe me, there’s nothing better than that soothing cup of pure goodness and happiness. It takes away all the bad feelings, the hurt of the day and keeps the nightmares off. And when the next morning arrives, I’m back on track and puking rainbows. (^_^)v

If you’ve tried it once, you’ll never want to miss it again.

And that’s exactly what I’m going to do now. Cuddle up with my blanky in front of the TV and sooth my soul. And maybe play some Final Fantasy XIII.

I’ll leave you with that, until next time.

People don’t skip that much anymore. And I don’t mean classes of course - school gets skipped a LOT, believe me +P I know it of myself… !
No, I mean skipping, like, while walking. It’s a real fun thing to do, and it brings sunshine and happiness wherever you go.

Skipping has this whole upbeat, rainbow inducing power, and I feel like whenever I start skipping, it works its magic all around me… I start humming, then singing and suddenly everything around seems to have a happy pinkish glow ^_^

People should do that more often… maybe then they wouldn’t be so stressed out anymore… try to do it yourself and work the magic.

‘later… (i’m gone)

OMG… it’s been so awful having to live cut off from the web-world for sooo long. My #@*#$@ neighbor I was ‘borrowing’ WLAN from, decided from one day to another that he wanted to secure it *grrrrr* - which meant i was stuck without… and although I own two notebooks, none of ‘em are mobile enough to wander to the next Starbucks and surf the web =( But oh wonder, I managed to locate a new network at the other side of my apartment… let’s hope it’ll be there for a while! I’m off to the dentist now, but when I’m back (and the WLAN is still working) I’ll be back to post.
After all, I had time to gather ideas while my connection was down.

And for all interested in photography, or just have nothing to to atm, browse my gallery at http://idavie.deviantart.com

So, c y’all here again soon. LUV

…me and the faces?

Do you ever notice that when you’re writing an email you suddenly start making faces? Or is it just me?

I just recently realized, that when I’m writing an email or chatting on Skype or GTalk, I love putting emoticons after all my sentences. I’ll even plaster’em into my senteces sometimes. Well that’s not actually what I realized. I know that, and know that people can get really mad because of that! - Oh yeah, and you shouldn’t use smilies in formal letters or complaints - they just don’t take you serious then >_< (What you’ve probably realized however, is that I should really get my thoughts straight before writing =P ) Okay, back to me making a point: What I did realize however is, that when I’m writing, let’s say ‘*giggle*’ or make a winking smiley, I find myself actually snickering and winking to myself like mad, just to check if it makes sense and how it feels ‘in the moment’.
Since I noticed myself doing that, I feel so stupid when I’m working on my laptop in a Starbucks, or just any public place. Because I just can’t turn it off.  -__-

Please tell me I’m not the only one, or if you please, just go ahead and do your evil laugh… because you know you want it… it starts tingling in your toes… gotta let it out *muahahahahaha*

Well then, that’s it for todays feature ‘what’s up with’ and ready yourself for next week’s edition, entitled ‘…others and their faces’ with an brand new view on running in public… you’ll know what I mean, once you’ve read it!

Crazy Weekend Pt.2

Yesterday I wrote how I got to know of the existence of creepy shooting guy. Today you’ll get to witness a whole new load of crazy, this time, starring yours truly, me ^_^.

Finally I had arrived at the mall. Disturbed and hungry from the previous encounter, I got myself a sandwich and an ice tea and went to sit in the large middle plaza. I like to sit there, cuz there’s a huuuuge window at the top, and you’re really at the center of the mall, so everyone’s buzzing all around you, making it easy to spot interesting people and just look what everyone is doing. As I was browsing who was there and who wasn’t worth mentioning, my eye catches on very beautiful lady, in her mid twenties. Long black hair and tremendously beautiful, long legs. I was there eating my sandwich, and following her with my gaze unconciously, extremely obvious for her boyfriend  though (whom I didn’t even notice >_< ). And suddenly he’s there, towering before me, asking me why I’m staring at his girl. Well, now any more or less intelligent human being would have answered in the likes of “I’m sorry, didn’t wanna offend you.” or “I wasn’t watching her, I was just looking at something in the window”. But I didn’t. I started to panic, cuz it was pretty obvious he wanted to hit me, and I was pretty sure it would have hurt. So I let my thoughts run, hoping I would get a good idea to get myself out of this.

But when I get panicky I get stupid…er - And what I managed to splurt out was: “I… I, I wasn’t looking. I can’t even see. I’m… eh… blind?”

He answers: “Stop talking shit. You were checking her out. blahblahblah… What were you looking at,stupid!”

And I, more panicky than ever: “Eh, well… hmmm…. you?!”

I could have killed myself right after I spoke those words! WTF are you doing? Why would you say something moronic like that? F*ck, F*ck, F*uck, F*uck! I’m dead now… are just some of the thoughts that ran through my head.

I remember his face turning red, bright red then *wham* and his fist plunging into my stomach region. And me scattering of right after XD

*AHHHHH* crazy can be painful sometimes.

Hope you enjoyed the read… have fun, go wild. Enjoy your week. 

Crazy Weekend Pt.1

Wow, I just had the laziest week and craziest weekend. Laziest week cuz, well - doing nothing is fuuuun XD well, actually no. It’s boring. And monotone. Anyway, I didn’t do exactly nothing. I had a console fest. A friend of mine had his parents out of the house, so we gathered up at his place and just kept opening chests, spilling gallons of digital blood and slaying pixel after pixel. *FUUUUUUN*

(Concerning the game world in my room, there’s a post coming up tomorrow or the day after. BIG announcement to make, and a few amendments concerning something I previously posted.)

But now to the acutal reason and theme for this post. The two most cherished days of the week. I don’t usually do much during the weekend. Stay in bed for a while, make myself a huge breakfast, then get to doing this and that. But nothing very exciting really. I stopped going clubbing after working at a bar for four months. Don’t know, just had enough of the whole drunkennessness.

Well anywho, enough of my life story, and back to my weekend. It was one of the first warm days this year, so I decided to go out a little, take some nice pictures (which btw I did, and they’ll be up in a bit, depending on my degree of laziness, as I took them with an analog cam and have to scan them all by hand) and see what other people are doing in the city. So I take the bus to the mall, get off and walk by some strange guy sleeping on a bench. In that moment my phone starts to ring. Strange sleeping guy wakes up, making him less sleeping and more awake now, but not a bit less creepy. So I stand there, phone in my hand, next to now awake creepy guy, who gets on his feet, shakes his mane (that many hair all over a face can’t be called anything less) and starts randomly pointing at people, murmuring something I can’t make out.

That goes on for about half a minute. By then I finished my call and continue on to the mall entrance, when suddenly behind me I hear “*peng*, you’re dead” and again “*peng*, you’re dead”. I turn around, and no one else than Mr. Creepy Awake Guy is running all over the place holding his fingers up like a gun, pointing randomly at ppl and shouting “*peng*, you’re dead”, “*peng*, you’re all dead”. Then one last *click* from his mouth, and he runs off! I guess he had no bullets left and had to run to his secret stash to get some ammo for his ‘hand gun’. Or maybe he went to get his ‘machine gun’ to be more effective… no one will ever know. Except if I should happen to see him again. Then you’ll be the first =D

That was part one of my weekend. Part two takes place just shortly after (‘bout two minutes) but you’ll have to wait for the morrow to get to read it =P

See you then, *wave*

…the internet nowadays? OR the conclusion to last weeks soothing rant on modern kids and their modern gizmoid addiction. Some out there may still know it, but many of the younger readers may shake their head in disbelief.
THERE WAS A TIME WHEN INTERNET DIDN’T HAVE BROADBAND CAPABILITIES!

Shock much? Well, yeah, of course. In these modern days where each and every one wants to mark his or her presence on as many social networking, photo, blogging sites as possible, and the occasional one even turning up on some porn site, huge masses of digital data have accumulated. And they all have to be accessible at all time. I don’t say I am any better on that behalf. I for myself admit to using several networks and platforms, including facebook, twitter, deviantart and yours truly tumblr here.

But I still remember the times when a search on Google was still 5 minutes away when you started up the internet. And the sound the good old 56k dial-up made. I sometimes call a Fax machine just to hear that sweet sweet sound again.

And it was at this time, that the first P2P networks surged from the depths of the web. And the first of many horrendously high phone bills, which I got stuck with for (over)using them. Because it wasn’t just as simple (and inexpensive) as just dialing up, connecting and then surfing for as long as you liked (apart from that, you had to have really strong nerves, thanks to the extreeeeeeme loading times of many sites). You had to pay by the hour. 1.30$ per hour if I remember right. And when you calculate that downloading a song takes about 3 to 8 hours, you can easily come to the result that simply buying a CD would have been a loooooot cheaper. But it just wouldn’t have been as cool, would it now!

Yeaaah, those were times XD but enough about that.

Let’s be happy that we survived our parent’s deadly stares when a 90$ bill flew into the house for downloading one measly shit-quality movie, and let’s hope bandwidths everywhere will continue to grow everywhere ^_^

With that I let you go, and hope you’ll be back for a good read in a few days time.

… these new generation whiny little children?
It’s “oh nooo, my internet is too slow… why do my stingy stupid parents have to have only the ‘10000’ connection” here and “damn, my touchscreen phone gizmo thingy just has 5mp… i sooo totally need a new one” there!
It’s so annoying! Come on, I surf on half the speed and still get all my movies and music downloaded in time (yup, I’m a bad boy… it’s official now Gˉ_ˉZ ).
And I remember the times (ooooh, the times… good times) where I didn’t even have flatrate internet (or internet at all)… And I’m sure most of you know what I’m talking bout (and we’re not even thaat old). That good old sound of my 56k dial-up modem connecting to the net, when you were lucky to have a page like google on your screen after 10 minutes.

I remember our first computer like it was yesterday: *cheesyflashbackmusic*
A 33mhz Unisys with 66mhz turbomode (wasn’t really employable, cuz after 5 minutes or so it started to smoke ferociously) 128kb RAM, two 48 and 72 MB harddrives, running on 3.11 for workgroups and connected to a beautiful 256 monochrome display (i got a color one eventually, but it actually didn’t make such a difference, as there weren’t many uses for color other than paint on my computer at that time =P ) I worked for almost 8 years on that machine, and was satisfied ‘til the end. Of course, by then most of the hard drive was filled with cool MS-DOS game pixels, but hey… it worked… and didn’t crash every 10 minutes like the Millenium crap I got later on!

Well, that’s enough ranting for now…
My first experiences with something called the world wide web (which wasn’t so worldy at all back then, and the biggest difference… didn’t have that much porn yet) will be topic of the next ‘OMG, what’s up with…’ feature and the conclusion to this mesmerizing tale.

c u all back here soon

… how I pass my time, I’d be really, reheheaaaally amazed, yet, fell honored… and a bit more loved *soooooothing*

Okayokay, by this time you must think I’m totally crazy - which perhaps I am - virtually soliloquizing (talking to myself - I didn’t even know that, I have a great dictionary add-on which knows such stuck-up words) over random stuff. And having fun doing such! (choke on it - you wouldn’t have believed that, wouldya)

Well… the reason I’m actually writing this is to promote one of my hobbies. Well not actually my hobby - cuz thats mine *deathstare* but the results thereof.

My passion for photography and cameras reaches back to the time I first smashed my grangran’s dear Leica T___T still hurts today… Fortunately, after a few further mishaps, involving water, a microwave and a dog —- don’t even ask! —-  I finally figured out how to correctly employ it and have since shot my way through life.

the results can be admired at my gallery - and don’t fear returning now and then, for it will steadily grow. For those who already knew I existed - for reasons which may remain undiscovered forever - may or may not be interested in what I say next, which, regardless of what you think, I’ll post anyways =P *inyaface*

i haven’t uploaded that many new photographs lately, and the reason there for is that they’re all momentarily trapped on something called film. And before you ask - YES - there still are us crazy people taking pictures with analog media! apart from being superawesome and superretro, it’s also awesomly inexpensive to buy extras like new lenses or flash.

However you gotta wait 36 pictures’ time before being able to see anything you’ve produced. Upside for you though - there’ll be a lot of pictures at once. And soon. Cuz I’m on the last 8 pictures, which means by end next week my developed film shall have returned *tadaaaaa*

well then, come by again soon.

and thanks for listenig [^_^]

…about eating a yoghurt?
Licking the lid. It’s where the yoghurt starts to get really really dense, and it tastes amazing!

And isn’t it a total mistery how it gets there? It always stays the same amount, no matter how you shake it or turn it round… *grrr* and why can’t they make a whole bucket of that concentrated yoghurt gunk? … I imagine the headline - finally found the formula for yoghurt gunk: citizens of the world in awe!

I’d immediately buy stocks from that company, they’ll skyrocket, I’m sure!

And now my daydream is over. Now matter how much I slurp and slobber, there’s nothing left on that small aluminum  lid anymore =( can’t wait 4 tomorrow…