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Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Freitag ist Iceberg Tag

ich wär ja soooooo gern dabei

posted by Verena @ 10:40 PM 1 comments  

Friday, March 24, 2006

Ships, planes, trams, busses - name any means of transport that i dont conduct myself (ooooooh, this screams arrongance! but it`s not supposed to) results in a pounding headache and makes me gag.

Here´s the essence of why riding public busses is a traumatic experience:

  • Their Robo Cop doors are flippin' death traps. Ever got sausaged in there? That's the punishment you get for not managing the suicidal jump out on the street within 0.2 seconds!
  • The people! Feral thugs and killer nerds are forced to mingle for 20 minutes. A ticking bomb.
  • Anarchy in the aisles! The narrowness causes panic in riders who think they can't make the exit in time unless they waltz over you.
  • Trying to get a hold by grabbing the loops hanging from the ceiling can dislocate your shoulder.
  • The person next to you. There are several types. I especially dislike two of them: The ones that make some kind of pole-dance-turn to approach you ass-ahead, which in 99% of the cases results in the person missing her/his designated seating area and landing on your left/right arm and the ones that touch down on the right place but with their 100 pound bag placed directly on your lap.
  • The MASSIVE potential for airborne disease mayhem.
  • It is a MUST that there be one person in the bus that takes a twisted pleasure in exposing his / her private life to EVERYBODY in the bus by making intimate phone calls while at the same time assuring that absolutely everybody in the bus can follow.
  • This is true for Austria: The busdriver is the person that hates you the most. And he leaves no doubt about that.

posted by Verena @ 6:46 PM 2 comments  

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Fast food conspiracy

It´s all a big conspiracy...

imma become a scientist...ok, the underlying theory is that basically most fast food is an altered form of, a mutant, a derivative, a descendant of PIZZA

think about it...
  • a taco
  • is a tortilla
  • is a wrap
  • is a shawarma
  • is a döner / kebap
  • WHICH is nothing else but a rolled up pizza
  • AND a spring roll is a rolled up pizza with the ends folded and fried instead of baked
  • AND a samosa is a pizza pouch
  • AND a burger is basically a sandwich, which is a pizza with two bases on top and bottom and the topping is in between....
  • AND a fried breaded chicken wing is basically a pizza, where the grinded pizza base forms the coating for the topping (i.e. the chicken)

isn´t that fascinating?


(yaaaaa, i was REALLY BORED at work :-O)

posted by Verena @ 10:42 PM 4 comments  

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Sono spiacente


i called H for the first time on a saturday night, excited to be in Canada but tired and desperate for people contact after having walked the city alone for 2 weeks.

i owe to him and shared with him some of the most memorable moments in Canada. i remember numerous nights partying in Ottawa, conferences in Saskatoon and Kingston, my first poutine, midnight chocolate cake, frozen faces and fingers at minus 25°, slipping, sliding and landing in the mud, watching Hockey games, a legendary night at a Montreal strip club, sleeping in on sunday mornings, torturing applicants on the review board, the allnight Gilmore Girls marathon, frowning on some things Canadian, sometimes being frowned upon by Canadians, food and stories of India.

H , you know the decision to sign a second contract was hugely based on the prospect of spending the warmer months of the year together with you in Ottawa. unfortunately it did not work out for you and i dreaded the day of your departure.
I will miss you, kid.

posted by Verena @ 7:17 PM 7 comments  

Friday, March 17, 2006



Poutine,

i dont really want to know what´s underneath that layer of coagulated gravy / pig grease or why you´re so dirty cheap. you´re every nutritionist´s nightmare and you certainly would never win a beauty contest.

but you´re a killer, a brown superstar, a mouth-shattering religious experience.

your shrine is right next to the one of god 1-€-cheeseburger

posted by Verena @ 10:32 PM 0 comments