Saturday, November 20, 2010

Is This Really Real, Or Just A Dream?

I just spent 3 hours wrapping Christmas presents.
Most of them are for my wife. Seems she's been nice this year. I must love her a lot.

The pile looks quite impressive. I'm looking at it right now. And really, it's not even december yet. Must be all that Christmas merchandise I see at the store everyday. Or maybe I'm just bored. My wife is out of town after all.
Yesterday I found her red high heels in the closet. I instantly knelt down, and sniffed and touched the artificial leather.

Right now I could really really smoke a cigarette. Outside, and yes, it is almost minus 20 outside. But a cigarette would be nice.

Good thing I don't smoke.

There's one thing I find really annoying. It's about frozen pizza. Delissio Deluxe. On the package they don't mention the weird meatballish ground beef. The kind that feels like crumbly shit in your mouth. They only mention all the awesome olives and peppers and veggies and pepperoni and cheese, but they fail to inform the costumer, me, about the disgusting meat. Fuck you, Delissio Deluxe.

I'm gonna need some nuts. Hazelnuts, to be precise. They belong auf den bunten Teller, some crazy tradition from where I come from.

I have a question: Say you have friends who are a couple. Say you don't really give each other presents for Christmas. But then say you found some awesome gift for one of them, so naturally you want to send it to them. But you didn't really see anything anywhere for their partner. Now do you have to buy something crappy for the partner just so they both get something?
Or will they automatically know we're thinking of them, too, even if they don't get a present?
I hope so.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

S N O W

Now we have snow. 15 centimeters or so, probably more. It's still snowing. The sky is grey, low cloud cover. No way there's gonna be planes in weather like this.

Goodbye hotel room, goodbye red wine, cheese and olives.

Hello, frozen pizza, here I come.

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Weather Warning

Fuck living up the buttfuck's asshole.

I had planned to fly away from here today, but couldn't, because of the weather. Couldn't drive to a bigger airport either, because of freezing rain. This sucks.

It's really time they invented teleporting.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Soup

By the way, you can't live off frozen pizza alone. Especially if it's overpriced. That's why I cooked myself a nice green bean soup today.