denk

It's so fu-u-u-ucking freezing cold here. Driving my (ok, not my but my neighbour's daisypainted) bike in the night throug the city is so uncomfortable and only possible if I got several glasses of beer in my stomack. Now it's -8 C and there are already ice floes on the Alster, the big lake this city is built around. I want to live on the Canary Islands, I'm not the kind who digs the winter much. Ok, when there is that dry cold air and the sun is shining it's real pretty to walk outside, but brrrrr, I need some warmth, inside and outside.

My brother is mad. Since the election in September he has refused to talk to me, because I voted for the greens and he thinks they are all criminals. So I can only talk to his wife. Booooaaa, relatives can be annoying somtimes.

I once had long hair when I was 21.