drinking: a minimum of a kilolitre of double espresso
listening: Lifehouse - and so do you
feeling: veeeery tired… cocerning to the fact I overworked Mr L´s homepage whole night long
reading: TV-Movie - because I´m much too pooped for reading anything else but “What´s next on TV?”. And - of course - I will be definitely too weary to watch…
thinking: about how to survive the 2 trysts we got today… *yaaaaawn*
doing: I am a bit lost in reverie at present- I see my EVIL BLOGGER TWIN fixing some matches to keep my eyes open :-)))
wanting: to be awake enough to bring yesterday´s posting to you agin… tomorrow (cp. “teaching”)
smiling: about yesterday´s muscle-tremor-bet @ Wetten, dass…?
smelling: fresh brewed COFFEEEEEEEE (I love love LOVE and NEED it. NOW!!!)
needing: a deep sleep
for hours… days… best: a week
loving: the thought of going to bed NEXT night
enjoying: Bagels with cream cheese and smoked salmon @ breakfast (going to 2 B, in about 2 hours)
finding: better LOSING: yesterday´s posting is gone with the wind… *annoyed*
teaching: myself to check blogger in order not to lose any posting anymore. By trying to store the post I was told blogger is momentarily f*#ked and thus not able 2 save my settings. But after regarding my blog, it was all there… till I started to post this one. I didn´t see the post in my dashboard, but when I opened the blog. Being as tired as I am yields the result I am a muppet (above commonly, I know). I pressed the F5-Button and at one fell swoop my post flew away… right into the nonfinite widths of universe…
humming: You And ME… I´m really in this song
wishing: Mr C to be save and sound after Monday´s coloscopy…
Altough I don´t wanna swap places concerning to tomorrow´s medication… [SHIT... in the truest sense of the word]
I counsel the following:
Poor boy, sit down, make yourself home, blow out, cheer up! *geehee*
All jokes aside: I´ll keep my fingers crossed for Monday… *NIEPI*
good n8 & good luck ♥,
And now…
… our moment of Homer J.:
Homer: I’ve learned that life is one crushing defeat after another until you just wish Flanders was dead.

















































