All I want to do at the moment is drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and dancing and drinking and ( Read more... )

On Sunday, the Gilbs invaded berlin to see Chi-fucking-brilliant-kinki!!! I heard an "Ether radio/ Toxic" remix (which is the best thing since Britney Spears herself) and developped a strange fascination for Rupert's beardy fluffiness fluffy beardiness...

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Did a presentation on British pub culture. Ended up talking about nothing but beer, loos and vibrators. Feel like a pioneer in the field of academical education.

I can't be arsed to give a proper account of the weekend. But you all know that I had a lot of fun, so that'll do.

I'm disappointed for losing Pass Out, though...

I decided not to do even the slightest bit of work until the end of this year. It's the perfect continuation of what I already did in 2004: nothing.

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I'm selling my body (complete or in parts), my mind and my soul. All are in moderate to not-so-moderate condition. How much do you offer?

Edit: You better don't take the brain, it's (currently) not working.

In case I'm too retarded to look up the prices for text messaging on the internet I apologise. If I wasn't lacking even the slightest sense for money and constantly bankrupt, I'd pay you back immediately. But I will do so at some point, promised.

STUPID, STUPID, STUPID DINIE!!!
STUPID, STUPID, STUPID PHONE!!!

After seeing this...


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