... but at least they still work .... 
Today is my grandma came by 12 from Salzburg to visit, I really wanted to pick them up from the platform and then spend a nice day with her, but as the saying goes: first comes Unlike it, and as you think.
I've picked up though, as arranged, but I was not alone there. Acquaintances / friends were of her, where she will live there too (well, actually I have nothing against them, but I was disappointed that my time is short anyway shortened her down even further - it remains a bit ld receiver, but since I work there ....). As these friends then also comments on my study break and my style of dress (that my waiter outfit - can I not suffer - it would be soo much better than those weird puffy skirts), made my spirits sank entgütig in the basement, so I had to go shopping and not feel like (on a Saturday! and with various souvenirs packed!). Instead, we are driven home to me and to talk nice in my apartment with homemade iced tea, which lifted my spirits again something .. have the late afternoon I then accompanied to the subway (and even dusted off a pretty white cardigan by H & M!) And I retreated into my range. But despite everything I still felt that awful-teeenager-like frustration and discontent in me and how I go again and again in such situations, I'm right back gefalllen in my old patterns of behavior, which is to say that I mean Rassierklingen have unpacked and cut myself have. I do not know why, but when I see my blood and that stabbing pain feel small, dissolve all the bad feelings out of me ... really strange ... I know that this is a wirkich bad habit of mine, and I make dance music while the works in real rare (2, 3 times a year maybe) but somehow I do not come all this going on, I'll probably not even what it looks like it seems to forever remain my escape route to ...
Well, at least I was better mood ready for the DIF. However, I have the crowds and the distance to be way underestimated, and I had finally reached the stage where HIM should play (which I wanted to see soooo happy), I got out of the sweaty and drunken people saw around me so yeah not much ... I'll be soon gone again, but have also caught the train home. It is a pity, but I do not regret it, I have a beautiful orange-red Full Moon over the Danube and an illuminated seen beautiful skyline, and all the booths and people have so for nostalgic memories of Japanese Matsuris me send up (even if the visually-appealing to some - especially all the Japanese in their yukata and the great fireworks) ... Really
I am only sorry that I have not been hit again Dani, but I hope they had a fantastic time and has sung all over the front of the front row!
Ps:! I love LJ .. is just abegestürtzt namely my laptop and I thought that would be the whole entry to the devil, but he was still there!
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