"Heute Morgen erwachte ich als Wunschkind"

Not really, I woke up noticing I overslept and had to hurry, worse than yesterday - I woke up noticing I overslept and my life won't be the same without Heinz Gut, but who the fuck is Heinz Gut, which role did he (or she; after all this is a queer feminist blog in disguise) play in my life before and why didn't I realise him* before if he* should be that important to me? Actually I'm writing these useless lines because I have to finish some stupid bibliography-crap for university which isn't really that stupid or crappy, but it's enough for my tender heart, I need something to distract me from the wish to kill someone. Of course, why ever should I (start updating again) update again?

http://soundcloud.com/hansunstern/entweder-oder

And hey, T., if you read this: Ich trete dir sowas von in die Eier!

About things I should do

I have to study for the Swedish exam I have to do in some hours, that's why I came back to this "blog", cleaning the drafts. I found some unpublished old entry whereby, this song was included, Paris by Hans Unstern:

   

 Somehow I forgot about it. Maybe because of the feelings/memories attached. You for sure also know that: Songs you liked and listened to at a specific time tend to carry that sense of life you had at this very moment, in these hours, days or few weeks you went through something good, bad or mostly just awkward. Greasy, annoying stuff. Anyway, I don't care about that time, people, places, incidents anymore in any way. Just love to love that song again. And love to know that everything went out so much better. 

 Hope to see him live again some day.

P.S.: If I would tag any posts with "procrastination", I'd had to be every single one.