barking mad

i was just bitten by a miniature dog – nothing bad, i ran past it to catch the phone (i’m at work) and it just jumped up and nipped at my thigh, while i went by – it doesn’t really hurt all that bad, but i was shocked to hear the lady ask her dog: “did aunty frighten you?” – excuse me! -  i am NOT his aunty – i was doing my job and i am the one with the smarting thigh – what can you say?

it’s raining men

up until just now, when i heard it on the radio, i had completely forgotten about a perfectly nice thing someone did for me last week – i was at a party and after a couple of glasses of champagne started to feel a little down – the music wasn’t all that good and i’d been dancing for some time anyways, so i was just sitting there, getting more and more into a depressive funk, when this friend came up to me and suggested we’d dance some more – i really wasn’t up to it, so i said, only to the weather girls, not really thinking anyone would bother – but she went up to the dj and put in a request – and then she made me dance – and everyone else came along as well – i had chosen a popular song and it felt so good – thank you to the dj and that friend (they really saved my life that night)

don’t you ever let the bad days get to you!

christmas is here – bringing good cheer

started my christmas baking today – apple-sauce-chocolate-chip cookies and sugar cookies with hazelnut frosting

and, best of all, while sheet after sheet baked in the oven, i was busy reading for my phd – all in all a very successful day!

men you fancy (but know you shouldn’t)

which one? any one? i am just very much curious – don’t tantalize me any longer – tell me

which one do you fancy?

waters of mars

so exciting, i was actually biting my nails – it’s cruel, it’s dark, it’s foreshadowing the future

the doctor’s rebellious and i like that – but he is suffering – suffering so much – it makes me scared of the next episodes

and, as always, there’s much to think about – actually, again as always – my head is spinning and thoughts are running in a circle – no explanations of the “evil aliens”, but we don’t need that because the beauty of the story is so much, so overwhelming, so intense – i can watch it and watch it again and again and find much to contemplate

the doctor in this episode is indecisive, hurt, confused – it seems like all the pain he has to suffered, all the losses he had to endure have finally caught up with him and he decided to be what he is – the last of the time lords, the only one able to control time!

but he is wrong, he cannot save everyone – he tries to defy time itself, succeeds, but then has to face the consequences – and i suffer with him, admiring his spirit, missing his care-free, happy times and finding him as irresistable as ever

you can call me lizzy

being bothered with three names she didn’t really like altogether, my mom decided to only give me one name – and i have suffered ever since – i want a middle name! – i’ve been looking for the right one and there are too many choices – i really think one oughtn’t name oneself anew, even if it’s just an addition, so i have been trying to find solutions to that problem

and i found one – a facebook-quiz – i know it sounds silly, but i quite like the result

Elizabeth

You are slightly old-fashioned and have great charisma. You are popular and get along well with everyone.

that’s about perfect for me – i like old-fashioned names, my great-grandmother was named elizabeth and there are some very nice peronalities who share the name – i am quite content

queen E. I

queen E. II

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double elizabeth – E. swann in pirates of the caribbean and E. bennet in pride & prejudice

dr procrastinate

instead of busily working on my phd, i find myself doodling away on the internet – my latest amusement has been creating caro-look-a-like dolls at elouai.com (fancy, a word with all five vowels) – here are some samples of my favourite creations

careful, though – tends to make you addicted!

tomorrow, tomorrow

annie was so right – tomorrow is bright and beautiful, if only for one reason – tomorrow is d-day = doctor day – the next special shall be aired and i am so very glad and looking forward to it with all my heart – i know it is one step closer to loosing david tennant as the doctor but i can think of nothing else to cheer me up as he can, so here are some promotional shots to soothe my mind and make you crave the waters of mars as much as me

who could resist such eyes – who indeed

okay … creepy!

so, children in need is up for this year’s big event and starts donate stuff for the big auction – what’s our favourite doctor got in store for us? – well, guess and you’ll find the answer right here

antidepressants by the busload, please

there must be a mail-order service for depression, where i unconsciously keep on ordering bucket-loads full of depressive news – there is just no end to the things that keep on popping up and making already troublesome days almost unbearable – there is sickness, death and war where ever i look – personal and public

i think it is about time for a counterstrike – i officially announce my new business - antidepressants by the busload – you can order the following packages:

• 3-Day, recommended for minor depressive attacks caused by minor accidents and incidents, such as a tear in your favourite dress, breaking your grandma’s inheritance china or failing an exam – this package will include 3 days worth of funny clips, cartoons and messages, a bar of finest chocolate  and some nice sad songs to wallow in your misery
• 5-Day, recommended for medium depressions, short-term hear-sickness and overly long and gray winter weeks – this package will include 5 days worth of funny clips, cartoons and messages, a fine box of chocolates, a recommendation for a good cheesy movie  and some nice sad songs to wallow in your misery
• 10-Day, recommended for hard-core bouts of depression, recurring bad news and unbearable pain – this package will include 10 days worth of funny clips, cartoons and messages, a tin of your favourite ben&jerrys ice-cream, a whole long list of movie recommendations for long and lonley nights, where a tissue box is your only friend, and – of course – some nice sad songs to wallow in your misery

orders to be put in via comment – add your e-mail adress and the date you wish the “treat”-ment to start – happy antidepressant days!

20 years – musings on the fall of the berlin wall

twenty years – what could happen in so many years? – a little girl can grow into a little miss – wars can be fought – people can attempt to change the world – cell phones can diminish to a midget of their original size  – and two countries can chant “wir sind das volk” and become one

angela merkel was just getting out of a sauna, when she heard – i was seven and for the first time in my life i watched the news with ardour – the people attempting to leave their country and crowd into the prague embassy, that was more exciting than any cartoon or silly movie could ever be – history was being written and i was right there

why o why did i leave berlin behind this past weekend to experience turmoil and despair, instead of staying for today and celebrating?

fall of the berlin wall – that is something so incredible, so huge, so historic and, for once, i am rather proud to be german and to have my own memories of “damals” – we even have a real piece of the wall at home – i know, i know, anyone can buy one in berlin, but let’s face it, who knows where those pieces come from – ours is real, someone was actually there and brought it back from the actual night of the fall and took it themselves

and how does the world celebrate? – everyone to their own fashion – l.a. demolishes a giant cardboard wall according to scrip – london builds a melting ice-wall – and a chocolatier in paris re-built part of the wall in chocolate – great!

there is many songs that describe this day – the scorpion’s wind of change of beethoven’s ode to joy, but this somehow is the hymn of the day

somebody to love

leighton meester on her new song

it is definitely about what’s going on in my life and i think anybody can relate. you’re crazy, you’re busy, you’re young and you’re running around and it’s really hard to find somebody to love. people love you but you don’t really love them.

me about leighton meester’s new song

i can definitely relate – jet-set girl that i am, i find it very hard to find somebody to love – new york, san francisco, london, berlin – i am just too busy hopping on planes or trains and being fabulous – there’s simply no time for love, so i keep on falling for impossible men – it’s some kind of self-protection against being hurt by being left behind or leaving – only one overly large flaw, it desperately hurts to be love sick in the first place, to long after someone that can never be yours and be totally lovelorn* and full of lover’s grief

got my back against the wall
wonder where i’ll be tomorrow?

so very true, i really wonder where life will take me next

* i just learned that word today and i really like it – lovelorn, oh yes, that is how i feel at the moment

shakespeare meets wainwright meets wilson

this has been by far the most enjoyable night at a theater in quite a while – the words of the bard combined with rufus wainwright’s music and robert wilson’s perfect ability to create a mood on stage through lightning, directing and choosing perfect actors for perfect parts – two and a half hours slipped by and i never noticed, i was enraptured by the music, the dancing, the acting and the undying words of shakespeare – there can be no better way to celebrate 400 years sonnets than that

shadows, large, small, loud, bright, silent, just a whisper, then loud and overwhelming – saucy fool, majestic queen, a dark lady, a light youth, a great poet, a nasty rival, a little (or not so much so) love-good – a whirlwind of emotions created through references to different music through the ages – so suddenly you feel directly plunged into brecht’s threepenny opera, the world of french chansons, baroque finery, swoony-cheesy love ballads or pop-art musicals – every lover of good music and shakespeare will be as ardently in love with it as me – i would watch it again and again and again until i have no more tears left to shed, no more laughs left to laugh and all my energy is spent – a gripping experience for all senses – a feast for body, mind and soul

and in the end this is all that can be said (or sung)

short magister story

i stumbled across my magister thesis the other day and was thrilled by the sheer size of it – i started reading and was amazed that i had managed to write something as interesting and good as that – i don’t want to be gushing myself with praise, i am not that great, but i am pretty damn proud of having accomplished someting like that – and here’s the very, very shortest version of my thesis – enjoy!

ps: my thesis is on the dynamics of mexican-american self-perception in prison in california – tough choice, but very rewarding in a strange way

*sigh*

wait … what?

oh dear, so dashing in stripes and so … undefinable in a checkered suit

i can’t help myself – it just keeps on looking like an old, worn grandfather armchair to me – and look here, she’s wearing the curtains to his chair

sorry, either my sense of fashion just horribly failed me or your sense of taste deserted you – i’d expected more, oh so much more dashing and dazzling, as suits a red carpet and an epic movie