Surprise, Surprise!

For my Birthday, which was yesterday and felt like every other day, I got a "VIP Bag for Her" from my male flatmate. It... enlightened my day... but I guess I'll never ever use it. Okay, I had to drink my beer out of that "straw" (on the right), but that's it. I wasn't even allowed to read some pages out of "Screams of Lust in Rio" at the kitchen table btw, which would be the only pleasure for me.

(pink thongue "Sweet Love", next to last Orion catalogue, fierce erotic novel, 

vibrator "Lady Finger", massage oil "Fresh Vanilla Touch", penis straw)

New layout and it's awful! I should change it soon, but it has to stay some days before, because it took me too much time for designing to dismiss it completely.

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Happy Birthday...

Picture Frame

Haha, I laughed hard at this live gig review's comments. Well, while reading the review, I've first been a bit shocked. But okay, everyone has his own opinion and the right to express it. But this:

"[...] Samantha pulls a face like a wet fanny when playing."

wasn't the real Cherish Kaya, was it? Hm, I don't think so.

Oh, I would be so happy to be on a gig like that. R O M A N C E, complete HTRK and Ipso Facto together. Today that would be impossible.

Wild Creatures

I actually got a reply mail from Hatcham Social about the street team project, though I live in a country where like 99,9% (I guess) never heard about them. Now I should film a footage of myself (or any other female volunteer, but who could be that stupid to do this for me?) transforming into a wild animal. I guess they need material for the "Wild Creatures" music video. I tried to style myself as a cat, but I'm such a crappy cat.

(Unfortunately no video of Hatcham Social's "Wild Creatures" available)

Hatcham Social are btw one of my favourite bands in 2010 + 2011, though I never wrote about them before. I remember a situation last year where I tried to survive a car journey with my parents and granny due to listening to Hatcham Social in the car's CD player to calm down and not to be forced to listen/speak to my parents. It ended in my father bashing my music taste. And I thought it improved over the years. Sad smiley needed.

Happy Birthday!

One year ago I wrote the first stupid post at Harmonise in White & Black! Happy birthday, beloved useless blog!

In honour of the occation I'll create a nw favicon now. The current one is crappy. And maybe I'll also design a new layout these days. We'll see.

Yupp, yupp

It's Sunday Friday evening and I have a lot to write about. Tons of stories nobody cares. Personal and unpersonal. Crap and maybe... something that isn't that crappy. But unfortunatelly I started to write AFTER I started to drink and, well... I don't wanna even know how many mistakes I made in these... ahm... five or six sentences. I can't even think properly in German anymore. Good night.

Ears and Eyes

Knowing if I move from here, all I know will disappear. A risk for which I'm grateful now...

Did I mention how blue I am due to Ipso Facto's disbanding? Though I really apreciate R O M A N C E, who have Ipso Facto's Samantha Valentine as their bassist now. But I miss the sound and Rosalie Cunningham's lovely voice.