The next CD I'm going to buy is the first EP "Chocolates & Cigarettes" of Julia and Angus Stone, brother and sister musicians from Sydney. I saw and listened to them on Australia Day at The Rocks. Nice and quiet, best described as music that says a lot without trying to.

summer...

stagnant...

Usually I don't do things like that and I'm probably not going to link other blogs. But as reading through other blogs like Katharina's "the-daily-mess", I thought I could also add my comments here.

Size:
When I was a kid I was always much bigger (taller) than other kids, too. One day I ended up at a friend's house trying to get access to an hammock hanging under a tree. When the evil mum of my friend saw it she stopped me by telling me I was too heavy. As I was mostly a very sensible and understanding child I let it be. But only after a few minutes I saw my friend's mum lying in the hammock. B*t#*

Boys:
When I was younger I was also much taller than any other boys from my class. One day there was this nice little boy telling me, that he would only eat meat sandwiches until he's taller than me. In fact he never maneged it and I realized that some things don't work out even if you're trying hard enough.

Computers:
I failed a computer course organized by a German Sparkasse, when I was 14. At that time I decided not to choose a job with the need of using any computers. Two years later a teacher also recommended me to stop the computer course at school because he didn't want to give me too bad marks, as I was one of 4 girls trying to understand the world of computers. At that time I decided to become a designer... I was young, very young...

Internships:
I stopped my first internship after one week. The owner of an unkonwn advertising agency in Bonn was an evil unshaved bad smelling guy. In my first job interview he was trying to make me nervous by saying: I see you have talent but you don't have any computer skills, so what do you want? I said I would like to learn something and I could also leave his office if he doesn't want me. Unfortunatley he told me to stay and as I didn't have any alternative at that time I stayed. After one week, trying to train myself with a massive user manual and no introduction by any of his staff, and this monk, trying to be so provocative, I decided to leave. Fortunately I was offered another internship at an even better agency with friendly people willing to teach something and I started to love little apples. And only after 6 months I was able to work at BURDA in the production team. And I decided that it's better to leave places before getting stuck.

Australia:
When I was a child I had a toy which I loved from the bottom of my heart. It was a kangaroo.

As I can walk again it seemed to be ok to eat my arms.

I hate these little bastards...

at sydney festival in the concert hall of the opera. I could have stayed for another hour or longer.

What happens, if you want to go out and no one is available... and your friend tells you, hey go out on your own, you won't stay alone very long. Well, I did. Friday nights in Sydney shoudn't be spent at home at all. And as I didn't know where to go and what to do, this club, from some years ago, came spontaneously into my mind. So, I thought, let's have a look and nobody knows you and if it is bad I still can go home. But a try is better than nothing. So I went there, which was good, the music's still very nice and the place has slighty changed. But of course also the people in there. I don't know why, but after a while I was mostly surrounded by men, gay men. And I stayed alone the whole evening, which wasn't too bad. At least I didn't have to fight someone off, had a good time, did some dancing and went home after a while. But I'm still wondering why the whole placed is now filled with more men and very less woman, and all mostly gay. I can't remember and I couldn't figure out if it has become more a gay establishment? I definitely have to ask someone else who might know...

Nice festival trailer by Sydney based multimedia company Deepend. The whole festival seems to be nicely designed and well done. I just couldn't figure out who stands behind the overall design. Has anybody any idea? Hmmmm....

like the little water dragon in the sun.

Thanks to Mr Ireland for the hint, the comments seem to work again. But the comment window appears in the Blogger surface. But anyway I'll stop it here. It's too nice outside and at least the comments function is ready again for usage.

is empty your head...
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Just bought the last CD From Damien Rice, listening to "rootless tree", which is awesome, sticking to my mind and making me feel peace at the same time.

as I'm finally online now, I can talk as much as I want to, so just lets post a picture, a very touristy one.

I spent half of my day on my online approach, robbing around the house to find ANY "Unwired" signal and the other one on a very lazy and nice afternoon in Balmoral. Swimming, talking, eating icecream and having lunch and doing nothing and being invited for another job interview on Monday, which is awesome. :) Good day!

I'm online
and so does my little laptop. Thanks to Unwired and my nerves. It has nearly cost me my whole patience. No wires, no wait, no worries? They must be kidding!

to arrive, to get used to it, to settle down and to realize. But I'm nearly here, again. Did some things like celebrating New Years Eve in the gardens, having my first Tim Tams, and my first job interview, meeting up with friends who I haven't seen for a longer while, walking down some streets I haven't walked for years, working for Tropfest as volunteer, and handed in my first applications again, did some gardening on a Saturday morning, had some other ideas, removed some stuff from my brain, and started to unpack my staff. :) So let's see what the next time will bring.