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two frogs in the well...
...[*laugh*] had a really long talk with Franz on Friday night on the street. After class and after having a drink with the others we went to our (his car first) cars. There (he had his driver's door open with one foot in the car intending to get in and me on the street waiting for him to get in) we had a very heated discussion about sense and nonsense of life, god, enlightenment etc. from 23:30 till 02:30 (!)... time passed like nothing...
... I never knew Franz is/could be like that (he has always been known as the "funny austrian"-guy to everyone)... I assured him dispite the fact there is no sense there is some (he was in particular very upset about those seemingly useless, senseless historical massacres of several highly nature-cultivated indian-races)...
do what is to be done, no matter the outcome -- me
...eating some oreo-cookies along with some milk...
...funny... talked with Phoebe yesterday about my soon to start japan-vacation... she told me to deliver her regards to the deers (Jesus! I already gave up this deer-thing!) in Nara... she then continued: "but it's nothing about bashful deers [*you tell me...*]; they are used to being fed by visitors with bought special cookies".........
...[*how very true!...*]... she is so right!... You know, it's like the deers suffering from mad cow's desease...
e.g.: recently at work, we were gathering for lunch and "smooth bull" Kris asked "(bashful?) deer" Kat wether she would join our group... she hesitated and was mumbling around very undecisive... "O.k., you join us!" I said in a decisive manner... she said "No, I don't think so..." still undecisive... as I approached her to pick up her jacket and place it on her shoulders to emphasize the decision taken, she suddenly burst uncontrolled: "DON'T TOUCH ME!"...[*???...pardon me? did I miss something?*]... needless to say I completed my placing-the-jacket-on-her-shoulders-sequence (without touching her of course! What was she thinking anyway?) and she was making uncoordinated mad-cow's-desease-like movements with arms and torso to avoid(?) being touched(?)... she was furious!... Smooth Kris commented according to the laughable scene: "Are we 'zicking around'?" (somebody e-mail me the appropriate english word please)... "Yes, I am!" she replied... [*decent retreat of mine, watching out for any possible backstabing-assault of hers*]...
... cool, huh?... you apply with an ally some smooth instant moves out of nothing, magically, virtually unbeatable and are presented with this interesting response (obviously, regardless the magic and stuff blabla, there was no harmony)... (or it was the only way to beat such an unbeatable form by breaking it violently, unnaturally?...whatever...)
...subject change: Angi's getting married end of August (thank god I am not *that* smooth lately and I didn't try anything dumb)... nevertheless there was magic (again)...
"you can scratch all over, but that won't stop your itching..." -- depeche mode
... I am having the last days an unbelievable itching all over my body... I am scratching like mad, which of course does not stop the itching, but nevertheless bears some kind of temporary relief...
...my foot is doing much better now, but it is still very weak (I noticed today in early class)... BTW, Shochu-Gei-Ko started of with 16 people today...
...and the scratching goes on...
"I just had to destroy something beautiful..." -- quote from the movie "fight club"
...I just have to, too (and I will)... I don't know... "strong light throws strong shadows"... its time to get to be the shadow side (strongly) I guess after being for awhile exclusively the light...
... for being infinitesimally pissed, life still smiles much to kindly at me [*laugh*]... for example my neighbor's kind "hello"-greeting (I was in a rather generic anger-mood with a generic anger-face at that time and I didn't greet back) overlooking my recent misbehavior disturbing really late at night...
...had another interesting scent-identification-experience tonight concluding a certain colleague of mine was searching for me while I wasn't in my office...
... I have a bad feeling I'm getting in this strange "ChallengeThyFateByDoingConsciouslyReallyStupidThings"-mode once again... you know... where you are standing like an idiot after you've done your ReallyStupidThing(tm) expecting the worst asking fate: "So?... I'm waiting!... punish/kill me!... whatever!" and nothing happens... those moments are very enlightening...
...oh, well...