shakespeare and david

the first wish is the one dearest in my heart and it grieves me painfully, that i have yet a whole long month to wait, till i can hold it in my hands

Shakespeare’s Sonnets, one of the most remarkable collections of poetry, was first published in 1609, 400 years ago, by Mr Thomas Thorpe. Naxos AudioBooks marks the occasion with a selection of 80 of the finest, read by leading actors. The selection includes famous ones such as ‘Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day’ as well as lesser well-known sonnets though of equally fine stature.

usually i am not a fan of audiobooks, but shakespeare’s sonnets, read by david tennant? – ahh, need i add more? – here’s a link to a sample – it makes me ache for more, so much more – from shakespeare and david with love

magic seven

seven days until i celebrate my birthday – i shall be seven-and-twenty – quite old and seemingly on my way to becoming an old maid, if one were to think in eighteenth century fashion – but well, this is the twenty-first century and anything is possible – as much as i might regret the loss of fancy dresses, butlers at my constant disposal and gallant heroes rescuing damsels in distress, i do feel comfortable right were i am and that being said and having cast away all notions of lacking in the proper demure attitude towards my quite ripe age, i offer seven wishes for the seven days leading up to my birthday – however ridiculous they might be, they’ll mirror quite well myself at this precise time in my life and i should imagine myself old and wise and laughing at the sillyness of youth one day

in love with a dress

ah, if only i were rich and foolish enough to spend so much on clothes – if only – this would be my summer favourite – vivienne westwood anglomania atlantic sunday dress – if only – love, love, love

snuggly snug

you gotta love the shopping channel, ey?

pornstache update

so, there’s actually more people out there, who make fun of the outrageous male invention of the pornstache – this delightful homepage made me laugh heartily – http://www.pornstache.com/ – the author writes:

Many people fail to realize that in his middle age Obi Wan Kenobi grew tired of fighting the empire and took a few years off to grow a pornstache and try his hand at adult films. During this period he was known as Obi “Wand” Kenobi. Luckily for the universe, he wasn’t very successful and soon got back at the whole Jedi thing…

and here one more link, just for the fun of it – be sure to turn your volume up http://www.americanmustacheinstitute.org/

i bow to thee

and do apologize for my late quietness in respect to blogging news – the reason being that there simply are no news to speak of – i spend my days curled up in bed, reading and popping m&m’s into my mouth at frequent intervals – i find it hard to tear myself away from my nigh on 1000-page book (and there’s not just one, it’s one of six and the seventh to be out this year) – all around me i see my apartment fall into pieces of dust, which settles on shelves and books and dirties the dirty dishes even more so – food has become unimportant, as long as the pages last

Food really is of no importance, when one has so many other things one one’s mind. I find it highly difficult to focus on having to eat, when there is so much more I could do. Of course, I love to eat and I am dying for a good meal. But it is just like anything else, only one thing at a time. Usually I eat because I have to. In the very desirable event that I find something I really want to eat I savour the moment. A piece of my grandmothers Philadelphia cake, frozen peppermint chocolate, a big tub of ice-cream, pineapple and banana chocolate-fondue on the sweet side; my mom’s pizza pockets with home-made tomato sauce, turkey dinner with cranberries, a chicken burrito, a  cheeseburger after a two-year long abstinence.

i feel the urge to read on, even though i know, i have so much else to do – around me my apartment groans as it comes to terms with it’s dirtiness and finally the phone rang and brought me to my senses – i started up and doubled over with shock – the dishevelled state of my apartment closely resembles a robber’s cave – dirty, filthy and even a little smelly, due to the large pile of discarded and unwashed clothes and dirty dishes in the sink – seriously, a book can take you away from your own into another world and it is utter shock, when you return to find the damage left behind – i should do something about it and since there is no butler or serving maid available at present, i ought to do so myself – this is a solemn vow – i swear, i will clean up and start on my work before i reach for the book again – shall my fingers be burned by the pages should i do otherwise

cutty, edgy, fussed, jumpy, squirrely

call it, as you may, i am nervous – very, very, very nervous – i am having a meeting with my phd adviser this morning and i cannot stop myself from trembling at the thought – she’s totally not someone to be afraid of, but we are to set the topic today and discuss, what i have managed to prepare and i feel it is pitiful – i also have millions and millions of great ideas, but simply don’t know which ones are best and how to merge them into one solid topic – i feel very foolish and stupid and would rather stay in bed with a good book – reading is so much nicer than writing about reading – no, that is not true – i love writing and digging into books and material, compare, research and finding out something new, but i am a little scared at the moment and anxious to figure out, which exactly will be my topic and how i will be able to transform it into a neat and enthralling thesis

where the hell is matt?

watching this gives me a bout of itchy feet – the weather can be as pretty and sunny as possible at home, right now, i want to run far, far away, find comfort in pain – oh, slightly off topic, since this is not in fact about a james blunt song, but about my yearning for far away places and around-the-world strayings – even though traveling might just be a pleasure to keep me from trouble and hide my true shape like dorian gray…

what a coincidence!

i’m looking for a new place at the moment – a cat place, please

daffodils

i just feel like reciting poetry – pretty poetry – and this one, well-known as it is, is rather my favourite among all the romantic poems in the whole wide world and i really do know it all by heart -  i can’t wait for spring to peek around the corner and spread it’s loveliness across the land

Daffodils by William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
in such a jocund company:
I gazed – and gazed – but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

furry happy monsters

are you feeling a little weather-beaten? – rather brought crashing back down to earth from high up in the sky, where you were happily soaring above the clouds? – sad, blue and like rain always blocks out the sunshine in your life? – don’t worry, here’s something to cheer up even the frantically despaired and depressed of us – come one monsters, you don’t have to cry now, do you? – you can be HAPPY

we cause scenes

improv everywhere are known for their funny pranks and flashmobbing – it is my dearest ambition in life to take part in one – my favourites include the annual no pants subway ride

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frozen grand central

or 5o redheads protesting against the stereotype of the wendy’s logo

more fun stunts can be seen at http://improveverywhere.com/

i really, really, really wanna do something like that – the fun of meeting up with complete strangers to do some random nonsense is very much thrilling indeed

england

long have i been dreaming of a vacation to all the literary places in england and most of all stratford-upon-avon – birthplace of william shakespeare – i know, i know, the house called his birthplace isn’t even the real one anymore, but i don’t care – neither do i care for the whole debate, if shakespeare really was shakeaspeare or maybe someone else indeed – i just wanna go and see the place for myself – so, this year i’ll be celebrating the bard’s birthday in style – i’ll be in stratford!

and, what’s more, the shakespeare hall of fame will have opened by then – and, from the looks of it, david tennant will have made the lucky number 13 – oh joy!

during my week-long stay i will also try and go down to bath to visit a friend and jane austen’s haunts, then make my way up to manchester, where a dear old friend of ours spents his days;) and from where i fly back home – i am frightfully excited, even though i have no idea, how i’ll manage transport and accomodations yet, but i am sure, it’ll all fall into place quite naturally

my pet dragon

being grown-up has it’s ups and downs – you cannot go around lugging your toy dragon with you wherever you go – but facebook has come up with a marvelous alternative – super poke pets – you can choose from a variety of cute little ones and watch yours grow up among things you buy for it, with money, you earn, when feeding, tickling, bathing or playing with it – you can have playdates with playmates, namely your friend’s pets – my christian gets along rather well with winston the panda and balisto the sheep ;)

and just today i bought lovely new designer sunglasses for christian – doesn’t he look super cool?

quiz mania

i love quizzes and tests of all kinds – this one is just too funny not to post

What Kind of Guy Will You Fall For? You will fall for the sensitive guy. You’ll find your future man wherever turtlenecks are sold. He will have depth, introspection, and a disturbing knowledge of musical theatre. And he may be a little weird. But hey, while your girlfriends cry over broken hearts, you’ll be having Shakespeare read to you every night.

he may be a little weird and reading shakespeare to me at night? – awwww, that is exactly, what i need!

i feel the urge to be sick

Paris Hilton’s Robert Pattinson Crush

The heiress loves Rob just as much as we do!…

Wednesday 11th Feb 2009

Paris Hilton has joined the Robert Pattinson-mania sweeping the globe by revealing that the Twilight hearthrob has her bowled over completely.

The heiress – who is currently filming the British version of her reality show, My New BFF – says that she was bitten by the Pattsinon bug after watching Rob as Edward Cullen in the vampire flick, Twilight.

“I just saw Twilight last night for the first time, and I have to say that I think Rob is a beautiful man and an amazing actor,” Paris told E! News.

“He’s fabulous!

“Now I understand all the hype. I just didn’t get it before, but now it all makes sense. I really enjoyed the movie and loved watching Rob in it.”

Paris threw herself back onto the dating scene after splitting  with Good Charlotte rocker Benji Madden a couple of month ago.

Let’s hope she doesn’t sink her teeth into the most eligable bachelor in Tinsletown…

maidenhood memories

i feel melancholic and in the mood for girlie childhood memories and crying at cheesy movies from the past – here are some of my favourites – oh, i feel the tears welling up in my eyes – get the kleenex ready and join me on a crying blast from the past

immenhof – horrible quality, but ohhh, i loved it – and i didn’t even like horses all that much

nesthäkchen – the music alone makes me melancholic and longing to be little again and having no worries, but the loss of marbles and how my gerda-doll would be dressed tomorrow

sissi – how i wanted to be a princess – oh, i still do

anne of green gables – for ever and ever and ever my favourite book in the whole wide world – and i love the movie as well – where, please, is my gilbert?

get well soon

dear steffi – thank god, it’s not all that bad – and thank me, you’ll still be able to laugh

if it gets worse, you know, you can always call me and i’ll send over the doctor to cure you with his dazzling looks or vampire-boy to suck out your blood and make it all go away

these shoes were made for walking, part II

… and that’s really not what they do – they’re left on the streets of berlin to fend for themselves as they please …

berlin

so, my past weekend in berlin was pretty sweet – nothing fancy, nothing extra-ordinary – just me, some friends, an amazing city, walking around, taking photos and having coffee, whenever it got too could outside – here are some impressions of our beloved capital

we made it to the red carpet – that’s an achievement, isn’t it? – and notice my magic shoes!

you gotta love the berlin sense of style, not only the people’s but also in decorations and street art

i kissed the bear :)

more photos in my photoblog, which you’ll find here – bits and pieces of photography