Fr - Dezember 17, 2004
Respekt!! Stefan Raab!
TV Total Turmspringen, live from the olympic hall in
munich. Very entertaining. Single diving and synchron diving from the 3-m. Who
dove? Actors, sports people, comedians. They were quite brave, doing all kinds
of dives with varying difficulty, and skill(!), some with only four days
preparation!
[excuse any garblewarble, I'm dead tired right now, will look over when awake]
[excuse any garblewarble, I'm dead tired right now, will look over when awake]
They were good enough. I'm anew astounded that
Stefan Raab manages to pull up something like that, and how professional he is
about it. They followed the official rules for diving, had qualified judges from
the sport, trainers, judges, alumni. The participants really made an effort - no
fun jumping or anything silly,
real
dives!
They did two rounds to qualify for the final, and then two final rounds. Same in the synchronous. After the official presentation of prizes they had a "Mut-Springen", a dare so to speak, to jump head first from the 10m tower. Don't underestimate that - I'm reckless and fond of water but haven't gotten over the 5-m yet, so there. My deep respect! They all had guts, even some who definitely are unsportyness personified (Lukas Hilbert who earned major plus points here) or suffer acrophobia (Elton, and that's being afraid of height. He sync jumped something he hadn't even done once before!!!).
They had fun, some made good dives, others fucked up royally. The crowd loved them all the same, if only "for going out there and falling on your face" to quote Stefan. He himself fell badly on his back which turned bright red in return, a musician (Ben) hit the water face first, sporting a red cheek afterwards. Another still had a black eye from the training and a girl had her thigh bruised. The water is very hard when you hit it wrong, so it's not Pillepalle what they did. It was grand entertainment.
Moderating forces were Ingolf Lück, Sonya Kraus and Olli Pocher, the latter was wickedly talked into doing the dare-jump by his colleagues and the crowd. He did it, like a couple of the others, and he wasn't the only one who could be seen shaking, with a sinking belly. First mentioned ended the day by jumping off the tower with his suit still on.
There were true Rampensäue everywhere - the comments reached from lovingly over naughty and rude to crude, i.e.:
- "That's yesterday's bruise" (on a young girls thigh)- "It could also be cellulitis or a burst varicose vein" (Olli Pocher)
- "Let's see how it will spray in the audience when the girls are jumping" (Ingolf Lück; where spray in german would be a rude form of ejaculating)
Soloists ~ Winner: Lucy from the No Angels Pop group. Only girl in the finals! They played the wrong hymn, though, hehe.
Synchronous ~ Winner: two handball professionals. Males with blessed bodies! They were really in sync, after all handball is a group sport and they are used to coordinating their moves.
--> read about it in german or watch clips on Stefan's homepage www.tvtotal.de! (pictures their ®™)
They did two rounds to qualify for the final, and then two final rounds. Same in the synchronous. After the official presentation of prizes they had a "Mut-Springen", a dare so to speak, to jump head first from the 10m tower. Don't underestimate that - I'm reckless and fond of water but haven't gotten over the 5-m yet, so there. My deep respect! They all had guts, even some who definitely are unsportyness personified (Lukas Hilbert who earned major plus points here) or suffer acrophobia (Elton, and that's being afraid of height. He sync jumped something he hadn't even done once before!!!).
They had fun, some made good dives, others fucked up royally. The crowd loved them all the same, if only "for going out there and falling on your face" to quote Stefan. He himself fell badly on his back which turned bright red in return, a musician (Ben) hit the water face first, sporting a red cheek afterwards. Another still had a black eye from the training and a girl had her thigh bruised. The water is very hard when you hit it wrong, so it's not Pillepalle what they did. It was grand entertainment.
Moderating forces were Ingolf Lück, Sonya Kraus and Olli Pocher, the latter was wickedly talked into doing the dare-jump by his colleagues and the crowd. He did it, like a couple of the others, and he wasn't the only one who could be seen shaking, with a sinking belly. First mentioned ended the day by jumping off the tower with his suit still on.
There were true Rampensäue everywhere - the comments reached from lovingly over naughty and rude to crude, i.e.:
- "That's yesterday's bruise" (on a young girls thigh)- "It could also be cellulitis or a burst varicose vein" (Olli Pocher)
- "Let's see how it will spray in the audience when the girls are jumping" (Ingolf Lück; where spray in german would be a rude form of ejaculating)
Soloists ~ Winner: Lucy from the No Angels Pop group. Only girl in the finals! They played the wrong hymn, though, hehe.
Synchronous ~ Winner: two handball professionals. Males with blessed bodies! They were really in sync, after all handball is a group sport and they are used to coordinating their moves.
--> read about it in german or watch clips on Stefan's homepage www.tvtotal.de! (pictures their ®™)
Posted at 03:34 Uhr Read More
Das häßliche Entlein
Watching "The Swan" on tv. For those who wonder at
the title, it's a fairy tale where the ugly duckling turns into a beautytiful
swan.
Take some ugly (?not really, just
low-in-self-esteem) women, give'em new teeth, liposuction a trainings program
and psycho counselling. Woohoo. I watch it although I don't like the concept.
There's a lot you can do by yourself, and they appear simply lazy. Moderating
is Verona Feldbusch - I really don't look down on fuller females, but the dress
she's wearing isn't doing it with her statue. She looks formless, like a
Leberwurst. With breasts showing x_x
I wouldn't like to give my handiwork as a surgeon to those who aren't really suffering. If you suck one's fat away and they live as oblivious and ignorant as before, they'll lose for again, anyway. Damn those greedy doctors who sell their soul to the filthy lucre :(
Being an aesthetic surgeon to rebuild victims body parts of accidents/ violence/ disfiguring diseases is something entirely different. I'd be proud to be able to do that. Allright, throw those in, too, who's self esteem really can't be cured by the consulting specialists. I have a heart today ;-)
I wouldn't like to give my handiwork as a surgeon to those who aren't really suffering. If you suck one's fat away and they live as oblivious and ignorant as before, they'll lose for again, anyway. Damn those greedy doctors who sell their soul to the filthy lucre :(
Being an aesthetic surgeon to rebuild victims body parts of accidents/ violence/ disfiguring diseases is something entirely different. I'd be proud to be able to do that. Allright, throw those in, too, who's self esteem really can't be cured by the consulting specialists. I have a heart today ;-)
Posted at 01:46 Uhr Read More
Do - Dezember
16, 2004
Ford Fiesta TV commercial
Cute discovery of the day.
Basically, the car is miniature and black and
drives on the playground, acting as puck which the players are pursuing vividly.
Of course it scores a goal and comes to a halt in there, victorious. A sweet
one. The car itself? Don't ask me, I'm not interested in boring
everyday cars ;-)
Posted at 07:36 Uhr Read More
Mi - Dezember
15, 2004
Totalschaden
Holy Jeebus! That doesn't have to be!!!
Overheard "Buffy The Vampire Slayer" just now, and:
Girl: "Hallo
Y" [Hi
Y]
Guy: "Hallo X. Ich heiße Y" [Hi X. My name's Y"]
Girl: "Ich kenne dich. Du warst auf ein paar Feten..." [I know you. You've been at some parties... ]
And there the brakes screech and I see... Feten, plural of Fötus = Embryo, like in Embryology. And so the harmless sentence above spikes me to a gross picture!
In the weeks after Physikum, I looked at the dvd player's circular (centrifugally striped) "checking dvd" icon and my spontaneous thought is "Neuralrohr" ["neural tube" or so]
Hello, my name is S. and I have a problem... -_-;;
Guy: "Hallo X. Ich heiße Y" [Hi X. My name's Y"]
Girl: "Ich kenne dich. Du warst auf ein paar Feten..." [I know you. You've been at some parties... ]
And there the brakes screech and I see... Feten, plural of Fötus = Embryo, like in Embryology. And so the harmless sentence above spikes me to a gross picture!
In the weeks after Physikum, I looked at the dvd player's circular (centrifugally striped) "checking dvd" icon and my spontaneous thought is "Neuralrohr" ["neural tube" or so]
Hello, my name is S. and I have a problem... -_-;;
Posted at 11:48 Uhr Read More
sis' birthday
. was yesterday! 19 she is, now. Weeee ^_^ !!!
And who started _very_ late with crafting the present?
*cough*
I paid the price today - when I woke up and felt totally smashed, shitty beyond reason. I was feeling too ill to eat properly and my lower back hurts like I'd been beaten with a golf club. But it was worth it.
I started the planning exactly 1 AM on dec.14th. The self-making is kind of a family tradition between us siblings I guess. Especially when I have no money to buy. But then we all love making things for each other, and even with lots to spend we rarely just buy stuff - unless it's expensive material for something self made =)
I paid the price today - when I woke up and felt totally smashed, shitty beyond reason. I was feeling too ill to eat properly and my lower back hurts like I'd been beaten with a golf club. But it was worth it.
I started the planning exactly 1 AM on dec.14th. The self-making is kind of a family tradition between us siblings I guess. Especially when I have no money to buy. But then we all love making things for each other, and even with lots to spend we rarely just buy stuff - unless it's expensive material for something self made =)
So, the somewhat hasty preparations included
picking the right pictures (Kenshin and Soujiro =^^= ), copying them to paper
once, deciding to put them together on a second sheet, and transferring them
from there to a plastic foil (I actually ripped off the cover of one of my
biochemistry scripts - the things you improvise for your loved ones *grin*). My
finger still hurts from the tight grip on the security pin I used to scratch the
image onto the plastik -_-;
When I staggered off to bed at 4 AM I really planned to get up early and go to the lectures, I did! Didn't happen though, instead I spent the morning scrabbling a greeting card, decorated with chibi Schuldig, Yohji, Aya and Farfarello . That was a fight because I haven't done them more than once before and I'm not good at doing them yet *sweat*. Then it took me 2 hours to carefully carve out the stencil with a thread-cutting scalpel. I'm a perfectionist and hate it when I have no time to really think things through. But alas I chose the time frame myself and work best under pressure anyway *shrugs*.
Being at uni in a very boring seminar nearly proved fatal. Not only is the guy talking to us as if we were children "if you don't stop talking I'll have to send you out", but my friend next to me then starts drawing what looks like a persiflage of the guy. Lacking sleep badly, everything amuses me. A lot. Like in heat creeping up, trying to asphyxiate rather than laughing, but unstoppable little giggles coming out anyway, threatening to become a wholehearted helpless howling! I was so unfocused I nearly collapsed right there and then. Very strenuous task to hide real amusement, honestly. Fortunately I managed to concentrate on a question asked and was spared the supposedly humiliating event of being sent out. People looked at me funny, though, but I'm used to that :D
After finally (!!!) finishing there and getting a nice folder and some Edding™ pens in town, I hurried home and started the paint job, wich took three hours, inhalating nasty evaporations, hunched on the floor. Around 9 PM I just opened the door, held the folder into her face and yelled "THERE YOU HAVE IT!" - the first thing my sister screamed after careful inspection was "Kenshin not only has larger feet, he also has a larger "sword"...!!!". Yeah, it was *me* who trained her to draw dirty associations whenever you can ^_^;
She _really_ likes it. Woohoo! My work is done... until christmas @-@
When I staggered off to bed at 4 AM I really planned to get up early and go to the lectures, I did! Didn't happen though, instead I spent the morning scrabbling a greeting card, decorated with chibi Schuldig, Yohji, Aya and Farfarello . That was a fight because I haven't done them more than once before and I'm not good at doing them yet *sweat*. Then it took me 2 hours to carefully carve out the stencil with a thread-cutting scalpel. I'm a perfectionist and hate it when I have no time to really think things through. But alas I chose the time frame myself and work best under pressure anyway *shrugs*.
Being at uni in a very boring seminar nearly proved fatal. Not only is the guy talking to us as if we were children "if you don't stop talking I'll have to send you out", but my friend next to me then starts drawing what looks like a persiflage of the guy. Lacking sleep badly, everything amuses me. A lot. Like in heat creeping up, trying to asphyxiate rather than laughing, but unstoppable little giggles coming out anyway, threatening to become a wholehearted helpless howling! I was so unfocused I nearly collapsed right there and then. Very strenuous task to hide real amusement, honestly. Fortunately I managed to concentrate on a question asked and was spared the supposedly humiliating event of being sent out. People looked at me funny, though, but I'm used to that :D
After finally (!!!) finishing there and getting a nice folder and some Edding™ pens in town, I hurried home and started the paint job, wich took three hours, inhalating nasty evaporations, hunched on the floor. Around 9 PM I just opened the door, held the folder into her face and yelled "THERE YOU HAVE IT!" - the first thing my sister screamed after careful inspection was "Kenshin not only has larger feet, he also has a larger "sword"...!!!". Yeah, it was *me* who trained her to draw dirty associations whenever you can ^_^;
She _really_ likes it. Woohoo! My work is done... until christmas @-@
Posted at 11:30 Uhr Read More
So - Dezember
12, 2004
Jackie Chan at Movie premiere
In _MY_ Berlin, Alexanderplatz. Today. Yes, I missed
it. >_<
Blame it on my lack of sleep, causing me to lose the ability to form coherent thoughts (he was in nuremberg... I should have KNOWN he doesn't just travel back *smacks head and decides it's better to bang it on the floor instead, and repeatedly so*
Blame it on my lack of sleep, causing me to lose the ability to form coherent thoughts (he was in nuremberg... I should have KNOWN he doesn't just travel back *smacks head and decides it's better to bang it on the floor instead, and repeatedly so*
Instead, I was busy getting into a Weihnachtsmarkt
for free through the backdoor. That place was packed, and, retrospectively,
definitely not worth it. *sulks*
Posted at 11:37 Uhr Read More
Sa
- Dezember
11, 2004
Jackie Chan's got a new label and I missed it?!
//...Jackie Chan has unveiled his own line of upmarket menswear, the JC Collection, at a fashion trade show in Guangzhou, China...// [just-style.com - nov'04]
//...is hoping to develop a fashion brand for all Chinese and bring it to the world stage.
(...) Chan's garment collection carries a label with a logo comprising a Chinese graphic of the dragon and the English word Jackie. In promotion, Jackie held an informal fashion show for his collection, modeling the line himself.//
[fibre2fashion.com]
^0^ - YAY! I say! And don't I notice that he does look younger than 50 on the poster with his bare chest *grins*. Nice seeing you like that, Mr. Chan.
As you can see this is really
old
news. Old as in 2003! I think, that's just a
proof that I'm not obsessing over
him.
A n y w a y - he's making men's wear , and I shop in men's stores on principle! They have better fitting stuff which actually enables you to move in it! I'm not the type of girl that likes being caged into girly wear. I'll be having a good look and look forward to maybe buying some in the future. The black and orange shirts look good. Like the Logo, too! Although... he does say he aims at males between 28 and 40. Huh, everybody knows men are late-developers, so I surely pass as equal to a 28yo male with my well matured *cough* female 26 years, ne? Just to qualify for the t-shirts.
I didn't bother to be thorough in my research, because everyone interested can google it or probably already knows about it - and my priority was to get it up quickly... guys, isn't that what we all want?
Have fun and if you love me, buy buy buy Jackie's stuff for me. Eh he hee! Just joking ^_~ But have something related to him that you don't need or that I can't get back in good ol' germany? Gimme... I already have one Jackie Chan tea can from Hong Kong - and no, I didn't keep the tea for god's sake, it's empty of course. Remember, not obsessing here :D
If you're too lazy to google, have a tiny reference here OR read the the excellent article where I snagged the piccies for my .gif (all originals their ® of course!) it's from here:
I still can't believe I missed that; on the other hand I never really searched for Jackie's stuff -hell, I'm not even in a fan club. Does that make me one sloppy fan? Yare, yare, I'll pay them a visit for updates on him, they're the place to look for them.
A n y w a y - he's making men's wear , and I shop in men's stores on principle! They have better fitting stuff which actually enables you to move in it! I'm not the type of girl that likes being caged into girly wear. I'll be having a good look and look forward to maybe buying some in the future. The black and orange shirts look good. Like the Logo, too! Although... he does say he aims at males between 28 and 40. Huh, everybody knows men are late-developers, so I surely pass as equal to a 28yo male with my well matured *cough* female 26 years, ne? Just to qualify for the t-shirts.
I didn't bother to be thorough in my research, because everyone interested can google it or probably already knows about it - and my priority was to get it up quickly... guys, isn't that what we all want?
Have fun and if you love me, buy buy buy Jackie's stuff for me. Eh he hee! Just joking ^_~ But have something related to him that you don't need or that I can't get back in good ol' germany? Gimme... I already have one Jackie Chan tea can from Hong Kong - and no, I didn't keep the tea for god's sake, it's empty of course. Remember, not obsessing here :D
If you're too lazy to google, have a tiny reference here OR read the the excellent article where I snagged the piccies for my .gif (all originals their ® of course!) it's from here:
I still can't believe I missed that; on the other hand I never really searched for Jackie's stuff -hell, I'm not even in a fan club. Does that make me one sloppy fan? Yare, yare, I'll pay them a visit for updates on him, they're the place to look for them.
Posted at 11:34 Uhr Read More
Jackie Chan *squee!*
At "Wetten Dass" just a few minutes ago
^__^
*melts into a happy puddle"
And he's opened a label. Jackie Chan wear. I waaaaannnnnnnnnnnnttt it!!!!!!! I'm sure it's functional and comfortable, I just can't picture him standing for something, even if he didn't design it himself, that is tacky and unfunctional. He's such a practical guy.
Did I mention that I adore him?! I do XDDD
*melts into a happy puddle"
And he's opened a label. Jackie Chan wear. I waaaaannnnnnnnnnnnttt it!!!!!!! I'm sure it's functional and comfortable, I just can't picture him standing for something, even if he didn't design it himself, that is tacky and unfunctional. He's such a practical guy.
Did I mention that I adore him?! I do XDDD
Looking on the web some people said some mean things
about him having a huge ego and being a not-nice person. I have to defend him
here because I absolutely despise needless bashing.
Jackie Chan will always be my favorite martial artist! He was, is and will be the only "celebrity" whom I would really like to meet one day; although I hate to call him that because he doesn't really fit in the cliché for that - which celebrity travels with only two sets of underwear and launders them him/herself every evening? I usually think one shouldn't bother actors/singers privately, just because they're doing good jobs in movies etc. But I've practically grown up with Jackie movies around, I have adored his abilities from the beginning, and I have an immense respect for him. The opera academy wasn't a provider of a perfect childhood, and I just admire his spirit - going through hell and still growing up to be a cheerful, caring person; caring for his country and the future generations. He's amazing, and whatever behind-the-scenes takes or interviews show, he seems to be genuinely nice.
When my first ex-boyfriend met him '96 at the airport in HK, he didn't notice anything superior or nasty. At least at that judgment I trust him. [But else he was/is is a _dense_ little spineless worm. Ah, it felt good to mention that. Luckily I didn't meet someone dense after that, he he]
One shouldn't forget that he *is able* to do a lot! Fighting, stunts, choreographing, directing, even _cutting_ movies and being actively supporting various other organizations. Give him a little credit, he has any right to be self-confident.
I agree that he's better off fighting than acting, but everyone has flaws, right?
I think he's an icon of our time, and a man of a last generation of, brutally trained to perfection, performers. Yet he's grown to be one sweet person. I know plenty of people who had a perfect life and grew up to morons :D
Back to the news:
Jackie Chan about his next plans for a movie. This made me smile - that's so him:
"The one I am most excited about is a new Edward Yang movie, which is a drama. I've always really wanted to do more drama, but in Hollywood, no one is going to pay me that much money to do drama. Edward's movie costs only $3 million, and I'm not taking an actor's fee for that, so it's quite risk-free. I can afford to make one or two noncommercial films. It doesn't matter if no one watches them. I've worked so hard for so many years to satisfy other people, I think it's time I did something for myself."
[Read the whole article: "in dialogue ~ jackie chan, actor", here at TheHollywoodReoorter.com. dated Nov.11, 2003]
He's also chatting about his project to support young talents by building a new -- ah, read it yourself. It's a very nice interview.
It isn't brand new? So sue me :P
P.S. Note that his latest funny movie "In 80 days around the World", is set in Berlin, too, amongst other places ^0^
I haven't seen it yet but Arnold Schwarzenegger and others debut as well, and it's looking very amusing.
Jackie Chan will always be my favorite martial artist! He was, is and will be the only "celebrity" whom I would really like to meet one day; although I hate to call him that because he doesn't really fit in the cliché for that - which celebrity travels with only two sets of underwear and launders them him/herself every evening? I usually think one shouldn't bother actors/singers privately, just because they're doing good jobs in movies etc. But I've practically grown up with Jackie movies around, I have adored his abilities from the beginning, and I have an immense respect for him. The opera academy wasn't a provider of a perfect childhood, and I just admire his spirit - going through hell and still growing up to be a cheerful, caring person; caring for his country and the future generations. He's amazing, and whatever behind-the-scenes takes or interviews show, he seems to be genuinely nice.
When my first ex-boyfriend met him '96 at the airport in HK, he didn't notice anything superior or nasty. At least at that judgment I trust him. [But else he was/is is a _dense_ little spineless worm. Ah, it felt good to mention that. Luckily I didn't meet someone dense after that, he he]
One shouldn't forget that he *is able* to do a lot! Fighting, stunts, choreographing, directing, even _cutting_ movies and being actively supporting various other organizations. Give him a little credit, he has any right to be self-confident.
I agree that he's better off fighting than acting, but everyone has flaws, right?
I think he's an icon of our time, and a man of a last generation of, brutally trained to perfection, performers. Yet he's grown to be one sweet person. I know plenty of people who had a perfect life and grew up to morons :D
Back to the news:
Jackie Chan about his next plans for a movie. This made me smile - that's so him:
"The one I am most excited about is a new Edward Yang movie, which is a drama. I've always really wanted to do more drama, but in Hollywood, no one is going to pay me that much money to do drama. Edward's movie costs only $3 million, and I'm not taking an actor's fee for that, so it's quite risk-free. I can afford to make one or two noncommercial films. It doesn't matter if no one watches them. I've worked so hard for so many years to satisfy other people, I think it's time I did something for myself."
[Read the whole article: "in dialogue ~ jackie chan, actor", here at TheHollywoodReoorter.com. dated Nov.11, 2003]
He's also chatting about his project to support young talents by building a new -- ah, read it yourself. It's a very nice interview.
It isn't brand new? So sue me :P
P.S. Note that his latest funny movie "In 80 days around the World", is set in Berlin, too, amongst other places ^0^
I haven't seen it yet but Arnold Schwarzenegger and others debut as well, and it's looking very amusing.
Posted at 11:06 Uhr Read More
Fr - Dezember
10, 2004
"Das Blut der Templer" in a nutshell
Blergh! Taught me - once again - not to watch german
action movies. It was SO BAD! Dont.Ever.Watch.It. It was worse than the remale
of Dune, which I also despise!
I'll give you a short review that will leave you with as much insight as I now have, but saves you three hours - Same disappointment in shorter time, what a bargain ^_^ And I will point out whenever something is stolen from "Blade"!
I'll give you a short review that will leave you with as much insight as I now have, but saves you three hours - Same disappointment in shorter time, what a bargain ^_^ And I will point out whenever something is stolen from "Blade"!
Take some everyday guys and give the woman in charge
silly costumes exclusively shiny silk robes in silver or velvet dresses, provide
the men in either ratty looking wannabe knights robes, or in s/m worthy
leather/latex costumes most likely inspired by any futuristic anime movie. Note:
The bad boys are shiny, the good ones ratty. Still,
none
is
attractive,
so shame on you film makers! Then chose sceneries that range from city to
village, modern mall/airport to a monastery castle (WTF?!). Oh yeah, give them
fast cars and fancy swords to slash around with, but - at all cost - avoid
giving them proper sword practice!!! Finish the plot with a tragic battle around
the Gral™ and let the good
win.
It's not that we don't have the techniques and choreographer, or even the actors (although I'd be cautious with estimations of those). Adapting things from successful or great movies isn't bad either. As long as you get inspired and don't just copy! Also, when you copy, do it right. What they did is, they took good effects and overdid them until they were bad. A private note to the Bad guy No 1: Alright, he wasn't pretty but not ugly either. I actually approve of his very laid back evil style, it reminded me of some good, classic evil guys from anime mangas. His charisma was cool and menacing enough to make him one attractive-through-evilness guy. But.They.Ruined.It. My initial genuinely approving gaze was brutally violated by the evil guy's flobbly wobbly belly. NO self-loving, boastful, showing-off evil guy would allow himself to be in such poor physical shape. Nope. Don't buy that.
~
Here it is - the condensed Plot:
Opening: Fancy title fonts in metallic optic (STOLEN FROM "BLADE")
Scene of the past:
Bad Knights: hanging out in front of church
Good Knights: approach church
//sword wielding, everyone looking very unable, Bad guy No1 looks menacing *cough*, lazying off on his car (!) and starts slashing some good guys. But other good Knights, namely Good Knight No.1 and his Best Friend And Comrade™ enter church anyway. Woman in charge with shiny costume aka Mommy™ is baptizing baby. Gets overwhelmed, Baby taken. Ratty Good Knight No1 tries killing baby but succumbs to puppy-eyes for reasons discovered at the end of the movie. (of course, else there'd be no Plot!).
Baby grows to very average looking boy. Good Knight No1 is father figure, now known as Good Knight And Keeper™. Boy is in monastery school. This all kept secret from the Good Knight's organization, mind you. Boy ogles The Girl™ and gets beaten by other boy. Boy learns he's equipped with healing superpowers. Unfortunately, so does doctor in hospital.//
Bad guy No1 kidnaps boy after fighting Good Knight And Keeper™ and Best Friend And Comrade™:
"This is your mother, I'm (your) evil uncle. We are good, the guys who raised you want to kill you. Welcome to the family" - Boy: "Huh?Mama! *cries* How mean the others were! And you! How could you not tell me for 18 years! But I forgive and love you!" (Note that Mommy™ wasn't allowed visiting hours by the kidnappers).\
Boy learns sword handling *COUGH!* from Evil Uncle™. In first lesson, Evil Uncle™ stabs him, because he can, and because he likes behaving like a prick while looking superior and menacing.
Boy goes back to kill former father figure, Good Knight And Keeper™. And to steal The Gral™ on mommy's order.
Oops! He finds out his gruffy keeper IS his REAL father. Boy acts mercy and is known as Hero Boy™ from now on.
(The acting-mercy-business isn't shown until the second part, but when Hero Boy rams his sword down everyone knows it's just going into the stone floor)
THAT WAS FILM NO.1.
ON TO FILM NO.2:
Hero Boy™ changes sides again and ignores fact that he liked his mother, who, besides, had a nicer mansion, nicer cars, more money and better clothing style. Good Knight And Keeper-No-Real Father™, Hero Boy™ and The Girl™ escape through obligatory secret door. The Gral™ is stolen by Evil Uncle™.
Best Friend And Comrade™ of Good Knight And Keeper -No-Real Father™gets killed by Evil Uncle™. Not that Best Friend And Comrade™ couldn't have gone through the same secret door like Good Knight And Keeper -No-Real Father™, noo waay!
//sword wielding. poor attempts at plot.//
Hero Boy™ finds out he is the link between the two old knight organizations. Uh hu. Thus very important. (STOLEN FROM "BLADE")
Mommy™ still craves immortality and it's side effect of mighty power. Realizes that Hero Boy™'s blood is the key (STOLEN FROM "BLADE").
Before Hero Boy can blame his father for keeping aaall these things secret from him, Evil uncle™ kills him. Good Knight And Keeper -No-Real Father™ dies, but not before giving his son the all mighty and power-ish Tempelmeister Schwert™ (another item everyone was lusting after).
Old monk and teacher of Hero Boy™ kills Evil Uncle™.
//more sword wielding, character angst, slight romance lead to The Ceremony which means to activate The Gral™ and make beautiful Mommy immortal.//
Blood of Hero Boy™ triggers magical Gral process (STOLEN FROM "BLADE"). Very bad FX effects come to light here. The Gral™ looks like a giant piece of wobbling liver! Mommy drinks _stuff_ although Hero Boy promises to stand by her side "You don't need it, Mommy! I'll be there for you" - Mommy: "Sluuuurrrp!" (Note: she gets no blood on her face/lips althouh her hands are full of it when she lifts them up to Sluurrp).
Mommy feels mighty and saunters down stairs, feeling mighty. Breaks down. Dies. (death part STOLEN FROM "BLADE")
Wounded monk, Hero Boy™ and Heroine (The Girl™) leave to a most likely happy ending.
~
German film industry can be so disappointing. I feel ashamed of my country for this one -_-;;
It's not that we don't have the techniques and choreographer, or even the actors (although I'd be cautious with estimations of those). Adapting things from successful or great movies isn't bad either. As long as you get inspired and don't just copy! Also, when you copy, do it right. What they did is, they took good effects and overdid them until they were bad. A private note to the Bad guy No 1: Alright, he wasn't pretty but not ugly either. I actually approve of his very laid back evil style, it reminded me of some good, classic evil guys from anime mangas. His charisma was cool and menacing enough to make him one attractive-through-evilness guy. But.They.Ruined.It. My initial genuinely approving gaze was brutally violated by the evil guy's flobbly wobbly belly. NO self-loving, boastful, showing-off evil guy would allow himself to be in such poor physical shape. Nope. Don't buy that.
~
Here it is - the condensed Plot:
Opening: Fancy title fonts in metallic optic (STOLEN FROM "BLADE")
Scene of the past:
Bad Knights: hanging out in front of church
Good Knights: approach church
//sword wielding, everyone looking very unable, Bad guy No1 looks menacing *cough*, lazying off on his car (!) and starts slashing some good guys. But other good Knights, namely Good Knight No.1 and his Best Friend And Comrade™ enter church anyway. Woman in charge with shiny costume aka Mommy™ is baptizing baby. Gets overwhelmed, Baby taken. Ratty Good Knight No1 tries killing baby but succumbs to puppy-eyes for reasons discovered at the end of the movie. (of course, else there'd be no Plot!).
Baby grows to very average looking boy. Good Knight No1 is father figure, now known as Good Knight And Keeper™. Boy is in monastery school. This all kept secret from the Good Knight's organization, mind you. Boy ogles The Girl™ and gets beaten by other boy. Boy learns he's equipped with healing superpowers. Unfortunately, so does doctor in hospital.//
Bad guy No1 kidnaps boy after fighting Good Knight And Keeper™ and Best Friend And Comrade™:
"This is your mother, I'm (your) evil uncle. We are good, the guys who raised you want to kill you. Welcome to the family" - Boy: "Huh?Mama! *cries* How mean the others were! And you! How could you not tell me for 18 years! But I forgive and love you!" (Note that Mommy™ wasn't allowed visiting hours by the kidnappers).\
Boy learns sword handling *COUGH!* from Evil Uncle™. In first lesson, Evil Uncle™ stabs him, because he can, and because he likes behaving like a prick while looking superior and menacing.
Boy goes back to kill former father figure, Good Knight And Keeper™. And to steal The Gral™ on mommy's order.
Oops! He finds out his gruffy keeper IS his REAL father. Boy acts mercy and is known as Hero Boy™ from now on.
(The acting-mercy-business isn't shown until the second part, but when Hero Boy rams his sword down everyone knows it's just going into the stone floor)
THAT WAS FILM NO.1.
ON TO FILM NO.2:
Hero Boy™ changes sides again and ignores fact that he liked his mother, who, besides, had a nicer mansion, nicer cars, more money and better clothing style. Good Knight And Keeper-No-Real Father™, Hero Boy™ and The Girl™ escape through obligatory secret door. The Gral™ is stolen by Evil Uncle™.
Best Friend And Comrade™ of Good Knight And Keeper -No-Real Father™gets killed by Evil Uncle™. Not that Best Friend And Comrade™ couldn't have gone through the same secret door like Good Knight And Keeper -No-Real Father™, noo waay!
//sword wielding. poor attempts at plot.//
Hero Boy™ finds out he is the link between the two old knight organizations. Uh hu. Thus very important. (STOLEN FROM "BLADE")
Mommy™ still craves immortality and it's side effect of mighty power. Realizes that Hero Boy™'s blood is the key (STOLEN FROM "BLADE").
Before Hero Boy can blame his father for keeping aaall these things secret from him, Evil uncle™ kills him. Good Knight And Keeper -No-Real Father™ dies, but not before giving his son the all mighty and power-ish Tempelmeister Schwert™ (another item everyone was lusting after).
Old monk and teacher of Hero Boy™ kills Evil Uncle™.
//more sword wielding, character angst, slight romance lead to The Ceremony which means to activate The Gral™ and make beautiful Mommy immortal.//
Blood of Hero Boy™ triggers magical Gral process (STOLEN FROM "BLADE"). Very bad FX effects come to light here. The Gral™ looks like a giant piece of wobbling liver! Mommy drinks _stuff_ although Hero Boy promises to stand by her side "You don't need it, Mommy! I'll be there for you" - Mommy: "Sluuuurrrp!" (Note: she gets no blood on her face/lips althouh her hands are full of it when she lifts them up to Sluurrp).
Mommy feels mighty and saunters down stairs, feeling mighty. Breaks down. Dies. (death part STOLEN FROM "BLADE")
Wounded monk, Hero Boy™ and Heroine (The Girl™) leave to a most likely happy ending.
~
German film industry can be so disappointing. I feel ashamed of my country for this one -_-;;
Posted at 11:35 Uhr Read More
Skeletal Systems by Michael Paulus
That's the way to go! This made me gasp and
laugh. As being slightly in touch with medical science
and
fond of cartoons, I can only approve and spread the word - who hasn't
wondered?
Citation from his website:
"A character study of 22 present and past cartoon characters.
Animation was the format of choice for children's television in the 1960s, a decade in which children's programming became almost entirely animated. Growing up in that period, I tended to take for granted the distortions and strange bodies of these entities.
I decided to take a select few of these popular characters and render their skeletal systems as I imagine they might resemble if one truly had eye sockets half the size of its head, or fingerless-hands, or feet comprising 60% of its body mass.
(...)
Twenty-two of these are currently on display at Stumptown Coffee/Belmont in Portland, Oregon the month of December 2004 "
"A character study of 22 present and past cartoon characters.
Animation was the format of choice for children's television in the 1960s, a decade in which children's programming became almost entirely animated. Growing up in that period, I tended to take for granted the distortions and strange bodies of these entities.
I decided to take a select few of these popular characters and render their skeletal systems as I imagine they might resemble if one truly had eye sockets half the size of its head, or fingerless-hands, or feet comprising 60% of its body mass.
(...)
Twenty-two of these are currently on display at Stumptown Coffee/Belmont in Portland, Oregon the month of December 2004 "
Posted at 09:59 Uhr Read More
sex ed today (BBC.co.uk/teens)
Stumbled over this just now, thanks to the b3ta
newsletter. First I thought it was fake. But it isn't. Well, it surely is
amusing. Oh, and educational, of course. I encourage and support sex education,
no question ;-)
Personally, I find the second one is the sweetest. Give'em boys the reassurance they need! It is plainly sweet.
Watch the BBC dealing with the kiddie's most important question: Am I a Freak?!
"Hello Teens Team. We'd like a series of animations about vaginas, boobs and periods please." Your wish is our command!
Personally, I find the second one is the sweetest. Give'em boys the reassurance they need! It is plainly sweet.
Watch the BBC dealing with the kiddie's most important question: Am I a Freak?!
"Hello Teens Team. We'd like a series of animations about vaginas, boobs and periods please." Your wish is our command!
Epidode 1 is
called
Funny
Flaps
Need I say more
Yes, there's also a lads' section. See Episode 1: Willy Wonky
(>> click on titles to go there <<)
Need I say more
Yes, there's also a lads' section. See Episode 1: Willy Wonky
(>> click on titles to go there <<)
Posted at 09:08 Uhr Read More
Do - Dezember
9, 2004
randomness ~ december2004
I decided to introduce my personal list of
assorted monthly 'L&L' aka 'blablabla', as I have nothing else to write
about. Commercials have been listed already in earlier posts. I'm quite clueless
and bored/annoyed. A dangerous mixture.
L & L
loves :)
&
loathes >_<
Uni
+: MiBi!!! Microbiology is the most interesting thing. Infections, Bacteria, mechanisms. Love it! This could turn out to be a passion... if only I knew more -_-; Secondly: Pathology
-:Biometrics
Food
+: vegetable: (not for strange uses, for EATING you pig!) Chocolate! What, that's no vegetable? Broccoli then.
other food: fresh Tofu.
-:sour oranges, chicken nuggets with stringy
bits
Colour
+: bright orange
-:brown.
thus assigned as 'loathing'
color
Music
+: J-Pop (Weiß Kreuz). I need something soft right now.
-:she's
german and sings awfully.
every.morning.on..the.radio.
Books
+: anything not medicine-related
-:anything
medicine
related
Anime
+: anything Schuldig
-:not
having any more mangas to read (and no time for reading them
anyway
Hobbies
+: trying to make Weiß Kreuz fanart
-:not
having any time for
it
Health
+: not having a cold :D
-:physiotherapy
not working on achillobursitis _really_
sucks
Traits
+: sarcasm - fun and protective.
-:sarcasm
- hey, it's all I got
today
Misc
latest loathe: *CENSORED* (a vexatious person)
november's favourite quote: "A man shows big similarily to the pancreas - a head, a body, a in relation big 'tail' and the whole is suffering strongly under the influence of alcohol"
Closing with new Quote for december: When the doctor walks behind the casket, the cause sometimes follows the effect.
loves :)
&
loathes >_<
Uni
+: MiBi!!! Microbiology is the most interesting thing. Infections, Bacteria, mechanisms. Love it! This could turn out to be a passion... if only I knew more -_-; Secondly: Pathology
-:
Food
+: vegetable: (not for strange uses, for EATING you pig!) Chocolate! What, that's no vegetable? Broccoli then.
other food: fresh Tofu.
-:
Colour
+: bright orange
-:
Music
+: J-Pop (Weiß Kreuz). I need something soft right now.
-:
Books
+: anything not medicine-related
-:
Anime
+: anything Schuldig
-:
Hobbies
+: trying to make Weiß Kreuz fanart
-:
Health
+: not having a cold :D
-:
Traits
+: sarcasm - fun and protective.
-:
Misc
latest loathe: *CENSORED* (a vexatious person)
november's favourite quote: "A man shows big similarily to the pancreas - a head, a body, a in relation big 'tail' and the whole is suffering strongly under the influence of alcohol"
Closing with new Quote for december: When the doctor walks behind the casket, the cause sometimes follows the effect.
Posted at 01:07 Uhr Read More
Mi - Dezember
8, 2004
closely followed by...
Nokia. Connecting people. And also
entertaining people. They have a very succinct spot airing on MTV
Europe.
My commercial of choice in december/2004. Ta daaa!
My commercial of choice in december/2004. Ta daaa!
Sum it up - It's bright. Many colours.
Strange sounds, beepy electronic music with stops (love them!), beats. It rocks.
Thoroughly computer animated I believe; white background. One phone. Splitting
into it's parts. One particular plate (backside?) speeds away to recruit a swarm
of same natured, different colored versions. You find yourself sucked into a
steadily to the beat progressing production scene, assemby lines and machines
amiss.
It's incisively demonstrating the possibilities of variation, leaving you with the feeling that you absolutely want to see that again. "It's a new phone - every day"
It's incisively demonstrating the possibilities of variation, leaving you with the feeling that you absolutely want to see that again. "It's a new phone - every day"
Posted at 11:43 Uhr Read More
Citroen C4 Commercial
Seen on TV. It's really good although it has
nothing to do with the specific features of the car.
...
Try again.
It's really good because it has nothing to do with it. Strange you say? This paradoxon mirrors the 21st century's selling strategy numero uno, applicable to many successful ads and commercials today. Instead of a products actual functionality being the determining factor for success, it's the entertainment value that seems to pave the road to success.
...
Try again.
It's really good because it has nothing to do with it. Strange you say? This paradoxon mirrors the 21st century's selling strategy numero uno, applicable to many successful ads and commercials today. Instead of a products actual functionality being the determining factor for success, it's the entertainment value that seems to pave the road to success.
Synopsis: Basically, this spot is eye candy
for all former Transformers™ (tv cartoon series) fans! The unnoticeable
car unfolds itself to a transformer-like robot and starts dancing to some funky
tunes.
It's really made nicely, and was my favourite spot in the month november/2004. I hope the file turns up online soon, so I can grab it. Hear that Citroen? Up it on your
homepage for people to see!
He is hot. The robot, not the car. The car's as boring as most other cars out there ^_~
It's really made nicely, and was my favourite spot in the month november/2004. I hope the file turns up online soon,
He is hot. The robot, not the car. The car's as boring as most other cars out there ^_~
Posted at 11:28 Uhr Read More
ahead of my time
Oops, was war das für ein kleines
Mißgeschick...? Nearly honored the lecture theater too early. Tsk,
tsk.
Ja, unbelievable. It does happen every other
year, not often I may emphasize; I get up in the early morning
as usual. Padding down the hallway it's bathroom, kitchen, plus these days:
check advent's chocolate-filled calendar; back to my room (where is my backpack?
Stethoscope? White coat? Paper! Pen!!!), and finally a hectic run to any kind of
public transport device, destined to arrive at the first lecture just a tad too
late.
Hn. Today I got up. Did all of the above things. When at the step 'kitchen' I realized it was 6:40, not 7:40. Lucky. It has happened a few times that I actually stuck to my morning hectic and arrived at school 1 hour too early. Ha! Not today. I managed to take a shower, make some tea, eat breakfast (now _that_ is new!), and read some entertaining drabbles online, only to get going late as usual leading to unavoidable slight late arrival in uni.
It doesn't matter when I go to sleep or get up. It has to take an extraordinary adorable applaudable professor on a subject that I simply love to make me be there before the lecture starts. Sorry ;-)
Hn. Today I got up. Did all of the above things. When at the step 'kitchen' I realized it was 6:40, not 7:40. Lucky. It has happened a few times that I actually stuck to my morning hectic and arrived at school 1 hour too early. Ha! Not today. I managed to take a shower, make some tea, eat breakfast (now _that_ is new!), and read some entertaining drabbles online, only to get going late as usual leading to unavoidable slight late arrival in uni.
It doesn't matter when I go to sleep or get up. It has to take an extraordinary adorable applaudable professor on a subject that I simply love to make me be there before the lecture starts. Sorry ;-)
Posted at 10:22 Uhr Read More
Di - Dezember
7, 2004
one more
I thought to myself, ho very unlucky if I had
had an accident on my way back. Not only would an accident be bad in itself, but
my one fixed pupil would have suggested a serious brain nerve damage to the
emergency doc. W.o.n.d.e.r.f.u.l.
Oh yes, you guessed right. I just put this up here for it's terribleness. Why should only my eyes hurt?
Oh, and HAPPY NIKOLAUS to you! I got lots of yummy Lindt chocolate today. Ha ha ha!
Posted at 01:25 Uhr Read More
Examination lessons
Yeah. The wonders of Belladonna. How very much
headache it can cause when applied in one eye only. And said eye is being
inspected by six people. Meaning brightly shining flashlights non-stop. Say
three hail marys and close your eyes, please -_o;;
Posted at 01:23 Uhr Read More
So - Dezember
5, 2004
advent, advent, ein lichtlein brennt
Happy second advent,
everybody!
^_^
Posted at 04:58 Uhr Read More
Mi - Dezember
1, 2004
Annoyance!
Crap, do you know that, when someone
calls you, keeps talking about whatever, and starts one useless discussion after
the other? Making up arguments to counter one of your statements, but picking
arguments that don't lie in the same plain as yours? Like, you say something
about skiing sites being environmentally critical and thus shouldn't be
maintained, and he states as a defense, that, should you think so, you shouldn't
have a christmas tree either, or eat chicken??? Heeellllooooooo - those
trees/chicken are GROWN for that (but it's an entirely different matter!). A
hillside is there, it doesn't get grown in a backyard every year! My short
version: Every hillside gained back is good, it shouldn't be the goal "only" to
avoid opening new ones. But that's not what my mood is about, so let's leave it
here.
Hate that baby discussion crap. We're not in school anymore. I love to discuss, but I despise not-constructive, plainly useless discussions, just for the discussion's sake. Not. With. Me. I don't need to talk just to listen to myself anymore. Yes, I've grown out of it. Grrr!
Hate that baby discussion crap. We're not in school anymore. I love to discuss, but I despise not-constructive, plainly useless discussions, just for the discussion's sake. Not. With. Me. I don't need to talk just to listen to myself anymore. Yes, I've grown out of it. Grrr!
Well I'm aware that's all pretty
simplified and not professional, but I'm currently angry.
Angry equals NOT happy.
Holy Jeebus! I'm not in the mood to produce a coherent good statement. Rather, in the mood I'm in I'm not able to. I found the talk really unprofessional, annoyingly so, furthermore it was pointless, drawn out too long, not on the same level; I don't appreciate people arguing with generalisations; things were discussed that shouldn't have been discussed, all on cost of my nerves. I had better things to do, seriously. Like sleeping. Anything. I didn't want to discuss, yet I had to. A mistake I won't repeat. I demand my request not to discuss to be respected without need for justification. It's not like I'd say that to a professional/official matter. Just private. Retrospectively I was trying to be friendly and resisted the urge to hang up, but it would have spared me a lot of trouble.
One year ago I met this insisting guy on a party, lets call him André. He was feeling superior and behaving like he was the smartest ass in town, and we lead a, what I can only call tasty, discussion about several things. I genuinely liked it, it was fun. Now I realize why. We were on the same level. We both did a good job in bringing our points across and scoring. He's still not my type and probably a bit of an ass, smoking and all, but it wasn't about him or me anyway. Actually I find him sympathetic, he was a worthy opponent and likely a nice guy to have around when taken not too seriously.
Someone told me today that one shouldn't think of his interlocutor as opponent, it wouldn't be a war. But I say, in a good discussion, you two are opponents, no matter what you say! You're opponents in conviction, you have a statement that you defend. It's a rhetorical battle! I say so! And despite that fact, it can still be constructive, and a gain for all participants. I was schooled to fight on the battlefield of rhetoric. Be coequal, or fall. Unless you reach an equation, only one remains standing.
~fin~
Holy Jeebus! I'm not in the mood to produce a coherent good statement. Rather, in the mood I'm in I'm not able to. I found the talk really unprofessional, annoyingly so, furthermore it was pointless, drawn out too long, not on the same level; I don't appreciate people arguing with generalisations; things were discussed that shouldn't have been discussed, all on cost of my nerves. I had better things to do, seriously. Like sleeping. Anything. I didn't want to discuss, yet I had to. A mistake I won't repeat. I demand my request not to discuss to be respected without need for justification. It's not like I'd say that to a professional/official matter. Just private. Retrospectively I was trying to be friendly and resisted the urge to hang up, but it would have spared me a lot of trouble.
One year ago I met this insisting guy on a party, lets call him André. He was feeling superior and behaving like he was the smartest ass in town, and we lead a, what I can only call tasty, discussion about several things. I genuinely liked it, it was fun. Now I realize why. We were on the same level. We both did a good job in bringing our points across and scoring. He's still not my type and probably a bit of an ass, smoking and all, but it wasn't about him or me anyway. Actually I find him sympathetic, he was a worthy opponent and likely a nice guy to have around when taken not too seriously.
Someone told me today that one shouldn't think of his interlocutor as opponent, it wouldn't be a war. But I say, in a good discussion, you two are opponents, no matter what you say! You're opponents in conviction, you have a statement that you defend. It's a rhetorical battle! I say so! And despite that fact, it can still be constructive, and a gain for all participants. I was schooled to fight on the battlefield of rhetoric. Be coequal, or fall. Unless you reach an equation, only one remains standing.
~fin~
Posted at 01:55 Uhr Read More
Fr - November 19, 2004
randomness
It's freezing! We even had bits of snow yesterday
and today.
And: more from my wonderful life at uni.
And: more from my wonderful life at uni.
Although I must make the impression that I hate my
uni right now, it's not wholly accurate. There are some good things. Somewhere.
Hmm, let me think... yes, we have that anamnestic class which I dreaded, I mean,
no desire talking to actors here!But I brought myself to do my "interview" this
week. It was actually good. I was a bit clueless throughout the interview, but
taking the impostor, err, "patient" serious worked. The fun part was the strange
self-analysation round which I handled with my usual ability to entertain. The
feedback round was good enough; someone said I'd be really good at it later when
my clinical knowledge base would be expanded, so I felt flattered and that was
that.
Pharmacology. Lectures have been condensed form two to one semester. Bad idea. The guy is just racing through classes and names, it' just rushing by.
Biometrics lectures ended today. We were only 10 students left. It has been going down from the beginning. The event is scheduled for 400 students (FU+HU), the course developing rapidly towards zero. Two weeks ago: 58 people, then 46, 25, and now, 10. But it's a tricky subject, and I still don't understand half of it. I'm Hopeless when it comes to statistics.
Oops, I guess I'm again making the impression that uni sucks.... he he, how is that? Guess I can't help it.
Pharmacology. Lectures have been condensed form two to one semester. Bad idea. The guy is just racing through classes and names, it' just rushing by.
Biometrics lectures ended today. We were only 10 students left. It has been going down from the beginning. The event is scheduled for 400 students (FU+HU), the course developing rapidly towards zero. Two weeks ago: 58 people, then 46, 25, and now, 10. But it's a tricky subject, and I still don't understand half of it. I'm Hopeless when it comes to statistics.
Oops, I guess I'm again making the impression that uni sucks.... he he, how is that? Guess I can't help it.
Posted at 07:45 Uhr Read More
*thump*
Oh yeah, so I got this new and inexpensive black
cashmere/wool coat, nearly too elegant for me - I'd bought it for for going to
the opera or such. But I started wearing it daily because it looks good and is
warm.
Only, yesterday I was hastening to a lecture,
running up the stairs with my well known elegance. And fell on my face. Nearly.
The coat is too damn long. Have tripped on the brim several times now. In fact,
every day at least once. There may be a connection with my habit to climb stairs
really fast. Scraped the skin off my right knuckle and drew blood, but in the
end it's just like a bruised joint. Moving my hand hurts, my lower arm muscles
are sore from catching the unexpected impact of body weight on them, and it's
one of those places where band aids won't stay put. Teehee, now I probably make
people think I got into a fist fight. Fortunately, only three late smokers
witnessed my self humiliation. I want to get a knee length black leather coat.
No more stumbling, and water resistance as bonus. Hopefully I'll get one during
the year.
Posted at 07:07 Uhr Read More
Do - November 18, 2004
Tomoe lookalike
What the heck! Me as
ratty Tomoe-lookalike. I don't even *like* her. She's boring, her hair is
boring. But I was first reminded of her, although I never paid her any
attention. Then I took the wig off =)Wigs are evil. Beware.
Bejaysus, why do I look like a ragged punk? It wasn't that bad in reality, but then trying to stuff lots of hair under one wig and keep it up there explains the hint of exasperation.
Posted at 11:30 Uhr Read More
To cut or not to cut
It's time again I suppose... One time a year I get
this phase where I contemplate cutting my hair, and I mean cutting it
drastically. But then I never do it, and I never had it done, and... I just
don't *know* what i could do with it
-_-;;
Basic obstacle besides my lack of decisiveness: I do *not* trust the hairdressers. Nope. Never had to until now. I nearly lost it last year, when I met a trustful hairdresser in Caloundra, QLD... but I didn't decide spontaneous, and later on we had no time to go back again. That was the only time I thought someone had the right idea about what to do with my hair. Not that it isn't good the way it is, I mean, it's great: long, smooth, nice colour, not too frizzy, yada yada. Although it fits my character I can't help but think that a short cut would fit as well, or ven better?!? The way it is now it's just one well groomed horse tail.
Basic obstacle besides my lack of decisiveness: I do *not* trust the hairdressers. Nope. Never had to until now. I nearly lost it last year, when I met a trustful hairdresser in Caloundra, QLD... but I didn't decide spontaneous, and later on we had no time to go back again. That was the only time I thought someone had the right idea about what to do with my hair. Not that it isn't good the way it is, I mean, it's great: long, smooth, nice colour, not too frizzy, yada yada. Although it fits my character I can't help but think that a short cut would fit as well, or ven better?!? The way it is now it's just one well groomed horse tail.
Mou -_-; Today I had it again, the
every-year-crisis, and I fooled around with my hair, taking some pictures. More
by coincidence I found something that *I* think suits my face quite good, only
to later discover that it's a mix between Naoe Nagi and Schuldig (from Schwarz;
Weiß Kreuz. Man, I love Schuldig. Who could guess that the hairstyle I
improvised would be so close to his? I didn't intend so, it just happened!). I
also played with a thai wig and it had a hint of the young Hitokiri Battousai
(from Rurouni Kenshin) when knotted in a high samurai ponytail; but relax, I'm
not going to wear that in PUBLIC =P
Oh no! It looked so GOOD! And it's really close to an anime cut, which isn't a bad thing in itself, unless it's going to be bright peppermint green or purple coloured. (I'd personally go for natural or red, or at least red highlights. Consider that I've never messed with my hair. Dye? Good beewaaaare!). I like asian hairstyles, because they fit me well, just like chinese clothing does. Usually my appearance is neutral, people don't suspect me as partly asian unless they see my long braid or have eurasian friends and know the looks. Surely a certain hairstyle would accentuate my asian for good.
Strangely, it has been this way since years, maybe since late puberty. I said goodbye to my bangs in 6th class (cutting them back would make me look like twelve now, mwuahaha). Had frequent curiosity episodes for very short hair (saw the tough grrl in Alien 2 or three, the marine), but it wouldn't have been good to look like a militant feminist or a "Kampflesbe", ne? Until I turned 20 I let it grew longer even. Then I got rid of the puny ends and since then it has been that way it is now. Lternating between waist and hip length.
I always wanted a radical short cut, but lacked the will to risk it. After all the wrong cut would result in utter horribleness. I wished I had an asian hair cutter... they'd know what I need, I need someone who knows what to do to make it perfect.
So will I do it now? Will I? Nah, most likely not. But maybe it would be good...? Maybe just bangs again, for starters? Hell, I look like what?15 then?
Feeling sulky now.
Why not check it out here! Advice and opinions appreciated.
<-- doesn't that suit me? Does it? Hmm?
Oh no! It looked so GOOD! And it's really close to an anime cut, which isn't a bad thing in itself, unless it's going to be bright peppermint green or purple coloured. (I'd personally go for natural or red, or at least red highlights. Consider that I've never messed with my hair. Dye? Good beewaaaare!). I like asian hairstyles, because they fit me well, just like chinese clothing does. Usually my appearance is neutral, people don't suspect me as partly asian unless they see my long braid or have eurasian friends and know the looks. Surely a certain hairstyle would accentuate my asian for good.
Strangely, it has been this way since years, maybe since late puberty. I said goodbye to my bangs in 6th class (cutting them back would make me look like twelve now, mwuahaha). Had frequent curiosity episodes for very short hair (saw the tough grrl in Alien 2 or three, the marine), but it wouldn't have been good to look like a militant feminist or a "Kampflesbe", ne? Until I turned 20 I let it grew longer even. Then I got rid of the puny ends and since then it has been that way it is now. Lternating between waist and hip length.
I always wanted a radical short cut, but lacked the will to risk it. After all the wrong cut would result in utter horribleness. I wished I had an asian hair cutter... they'd know what I need, I need someone who knows what to do to make it perfect.
So will I do it now? Will I? Nah, most likely not. But maybe it would be good...? Maybe just bangs again, for starters? Hell, I look like what?15 then?
Feeling sulky now.
Why not check it out here! Advice and opinions appreciated.
<-- doesn't that suit me? Does it? Hmm?Posted at 08:42 Uhr Read More
Mi - November 10, 2004
alive
Yeah, me. Still here ^ ^;;
University sucks so to speak. And I'm having a slight cold.
University sucks so to speak. And I'm having a slight cold.
I think it's because we study after the new
regulations now. No-one seems to know what to teach, and how. Everything is
perplexingly unorganized. The teachers seem helpless to some extend. No-one
coordinates their classes, especially not with the pre-clinical part. The new
way has been established not long ago, so it's still trial and error in the
doctrine.
I also haven't found a good book to invest money and time in, not to speak of several books. The subjects are alright, pathology, pharmacology & toxicology, history and some practical courses. Oh, and biometrics/epidemiologics ...thatsomuchsucks
Well, it's week four and I still haven't gotten into it. Frankly, I feel cheated on my non-existant holiday. I hope to figure out soon what I have to learn for the exams. Luckily I have already finished my two exposés for this semester and won't be distracted by it later when the hassle with the exams starts. Not going to like the anamnestic course on monday, but at least we're doing some physical examination stuff, finally putting stethoscopes to use and all. Scheduled to the health check on friday, they got my soul, now they want my blood, too -_-;;
That's all for now. Sorry if I lack wittyness but that's not what they teach us. Actually, I suspect they try to take it away and replace it with decency and stick-up-the-ass-ness. Haha!
Promise to be a good girl in the future. Missing all my friends overseas so much...
I also haven't found a good book to invest money and time in, not to speak of several books. The subjects are alright, pathology, pharmacology & toxicology, history and some practical courses. Oh, and biometrics/epidemiologics ...thatsomuchsucks
Well, it's week four and I still haven't gotten into it. Frankly, I feel cheated on my non-existant holiday. I hope to figure out soon what I have to learn for the exams. Luckily I have already finished my two exposés for this semester and won't be distracted by it later when the hassle with the exams starts. Not going to like the anamnestic course on monday, but at least we're doing some physical examination stuff, finally putting stethoscopes to use and all. Scheduled to the health check on friday, they got my soul, now they want my blood, too -_-;;
That's all for now. Sorry if I lack wittyness but that's not what they teach us. Actually, I suspect they try to take it away and replace it with decency and stick-up-the-ass-ness. Haha!
Promise to be a good girl in the future. Missing all my friends overseas so much...
Posted at 11:30 Uhr Read More
iPod sucks, err, socks ?!?
Eh he, unbelievable enough they sell socks
now. Who'd spend money on that? They should give'em away with each iPod sold
over the shop, that'd be okay I think. Pff - there surely is a worm in *this*
apple, heh! They suck, these socks.
Posted at 11:21 Uhr Read More
manga mania
Newest addiction: "Weiß Kreuz". Not only a
cool manga but also a japanese band. Seems my anime-genes have been active lots
lately.
Running out of Kenshin books just debauched me to
the four guys, assassins with cat codenames at night and flowershop boys in the
day. They're sweet and have nice weapons. Their counterpart is a group with nice
villains; funny that my favourite evil guy is a german telepath with red hair.
And no, he's not a nazi (rare enough that one is german, bad, and not a
nazi!). Well, I've been
intrigued by a boy in school with red hair, it's just special and he was sweet.
got mobbed all the time though, that was mean. Wonder what he's doing now...
Unfortunately only two mangas existent and the
dvds too expensive. Shame. Jeesh, I have grown so accustomed to japanese
language now, maybe I should learn it. Love listening to it sure enough. Prefer
it over bavarian anytime!!!
There's lots of fan-fiction out there, too, and I swear it's a crime to use Babelfish for the translations to german. Why german? See, they're called Weiss, fighting against Schwarz, the telepathic's name is Schuldig (Schuschu-san for me ^ ^ his icons have supplanted the Kenshin-ones now, hehe); furthermore organisations are called Schreient with ladies like Neu, Schoen etc. WHYEVER the japanese got so fascinated by german I dunno. And, err, the fangirls writing the stories are really baaaaaadly abusing my poor, dear german language by making it a babelized germanese. It's CRUEL what you're doing, I tell you! Ask me and I'll check it for you, but please don't continue without a native having a look... it hurts to read....
There's lots of fan-fiction out there, too, and I swear it's a crime to use Babelfish for the translations to german. Why german? See, they're called Weiss, fighting against Schwarz, the telepathic's name is Schuldig (Schuschu-san for me ^ ^ his icons have supplanted the Kenshin-ones now, hehe); furthermore organisations are called Schreient with ladies like Neu, Schoen etc. WHYEVER the japanese got so fascinated by german I dunno. And, err, the fangirls writing the stories are really baaaaaadly abusing my poor, dear german language by making it a babelized germanese. It's CRUEL what you're doing, I tell you! Ask me and I'll check it for you, but please don't continue without a native having a look... it hurts to read....
Posted at 12:04 Uhr Read More
Do - Oktober 21, 2004
Jackie Chan
Yesterday on
TV.
He
is
so
amazing
.
I wished there'd be more like him.
He
is
so
amazing
.
I wished there'd be more like him.
I always was his fan and I admire him for the
incredible work he has done. The documentary was nicely made, and made me love
him even more. Martial artists like him won't exist anymore, and I dread the day
he'll disappear. He went through the hell of the chinese opera school, which let
him unfold his potential and talent.
He is an excellent fighter in traditional martial arts, and very inventive (just think of the fictional styles he presents in his older movies). He's a top fight scene choreographer, he can set up the cameras quickly, he can cut the films himself and is faster than the computer doing it (this was new to me, but he actually cut Rumble in the bronx all by himself! I bow to you!). He is not an excellent actor. Some later movies are close to boring because they tried to put in much acting. I like the inventive fighting scenes, the rash plots of the Hong Kong movies. The documentary reported how these were not fit for the american audience, but I say the american audience isn't fit for the movie's style. Maybe you need asian genes to fully appreciate and understand such things. For example, as one director said, asian style fights show not the blow connecting, but the reaction - the opponent flying away or falling - whereas the american films show the whole process, so the american spectators can follow it. Again, maybe asian genes enable you to better abstract, I don't know.
I knew he was good, already when he wasn't popular in europe at all. I had seen movies in indonesia, that was still on laser discs. He's putting all his efforts into what he's doing, and it pays off. He's genuine; his smiles are warm and true, and just looking behind the scenes in the outtakes shows you what a nice guy he is in private. It's very cute to see his childish glee when he swims with a shark or touches another creepy crawler. Or to see him joking around with his crew, or to do a silly happy dance. My love for him expresses in a deep respect, like a pupil loves, honors and respects his master, and for me he's still the only person I'd like to meet some day.
I don't call him a celebrity, because it doesn't suit him. He's travelling with two undergarments only, washes one every day, while wearing the other one, when staying in a hotel. He's down to earth. Respect. Lovely guy, really.
Honestly, guys like Johnny Depp and maybe also Orlando Bloom are sexy, but I love the characters they play in movies. I like to watch them look good. Meeting them would excite me to some extend, but I don't need to be a groupie fan girl, kicking and screaming to see them in real life one time. They have their life and they deserve their privacy. Same for sexy singer Morten Harket. Experiencing him on stage is intoxicating, but meeting him in private wouldn't necessarily add on it. Those cute guys need to pose so often, and maybe they despise the constant nag. I like and enjoy their work, and that is fine.
Jackie Chan is making total works of art, he may not have the beautiful look, but he has a beautiful mind. His films are made to entertain, and his goal is to make martial art look easy and swift, avoiding blunt violence. He is a man of great spirit. Maybe I'm interested, because I'm a bit of am aspiring martial artist myself. I'd like to say a few words to him, certainly nothing he hasn't heard before, but I'd like to honor him and pay him my respect.
I have never written him a letter, I'm not member of any fanclub. I just believe he is a wonderful person, and maybe I'll meet him coincidentally and get my chance. That'd be really nice!
Yeah, that wasn't much of a review of the documentary, but the ones who care to look will see what's special about him in his films. He's always putting all of himself in there, and that gives it the irresistible charm. Also, I could spend days on writing a worthy homage, but again - those who know his movies and respect the artist will already know what I can't express so easily with a couple of hastily scrabbled words.
He is an excellent fighter in traditional martial arts, and very inventive (just think of the fictional styles he presents in his older movies). He's a top fight scene choreographer, he can set up the cameras quickly, he can cut the films himself and is faster than the computer doing it (this was new to me, but he actually cut Rumble in the bronx all by himself! I bow to you!). He is not an excellent actor. Some later movies are close to boring because they tried to put in much acting. I like the inventive fighting scenes, the rash plots of the Hong Kong movies. The documentary reported how these were not fit for the american audience, but I say the american audience isn't fit for the movie's style. Maybe you need asian genes to fully appreciate and understand such things. For example, as one director said, asian style fights show not the blow connecting, but the reaction - the opponent flying away or falling - whereas the american films show the whole process, so the american spectators can follow it. Again, maybe asian genes enable you to better abstract, I don't know.
I knew he was good, already when he wasn't popular in europe at all. I had seen movies in indonesia, that was still on laser discs. He's putting all his efforts into what he's doing, and it pays off. He's genuine; his smiles are warm and true, and just looking behind the scenes in the outtakes shows you what a nice guy he is in private. It's very cute to see his childish glee when he swims with a shark or touches another creepy crawler. Or to see him joking around with his crew, or to do a silly happy dance. My love for him expresses in a deep respect, like a pupil loves, honors and respects his master, and for me he's still the only person I'd like to meet some day.
I don't call him a celebrity, because it doesn't suit him. He's travelling with two undergarments only, washes one every day, while wearing the other one, when staying in a hotel. He's down to earth. Respect. Lovely guy, really.
Honestly, guys like Johnny Depp and maybe also Orlando Bloom are sexy, but I love the characters they play in movies. I like to watch them look good. Meeting them would excite me to some extend, but I don't need to be a groupie fan girl, kicking and screaming to see them in real life one time. They have their life and they deserve their privacy. Same for sexy singer Morten Harket. Experiencing him on stage is intoxicating, but meeting him in private wouldn't necessarily add on it. Those cute guys need to pose so often, and maybe they despise the constant nag. I like and enjoy their work, and that is fine.
Jackie Chan is making total works of art, he may not have the beautiful look, but he has a beautiful mind. His films are made to entertain, and his goal is to make martial art look easy and swift, avoiding blunt violence. He is a man of great spirit. Maybe I'm interested, because I'm a bit of am aspiring martial artist myself. I'd like to say a few words to him, certainly nothing he hasn't heard before, but I'd like to honor him and pay him my respect.
I have never written him a letter, I'm not member of any fanclub. I just believe he is a wonderful person, and maybe I'll meet him coincidentally and get my chance. That'd be really nice!
Yeah, that wasn't much of a review of the documentary, but the ones who care to look will see what's special about him in his films. He's always putting all of himself in there, and that gives it the irresistible charm. Also, I could spend days on writing a worthy homage, but again - those who know his movies and respect the artist will already know what I can't express so easily with a couple of hastily scrabbled words.
Posted at 11:43 Uhr Read More
sano/yahiko gif quickie
Didn't clean this one up. Might do later. But I like
how Yahiko starts chewing on Sanos hair when he's upset with him. Asian humor,
ne?
Some cute Weiss Kreuz chibis (not mine - credit to whoever deserves it):
Yohji
Yohji, Aya, Ken, Omi of "Weiss"
Geesh, I've spent hours yesterday to make Kenshin icons, Why don't I have a cinema display to enjoy them fully...
Posted at 10:37 Uhr Read More
1st day
1st lecture (pharmacology/toxicology). Was boring.
But I think it will improve, it usually does. The hall was jammed full, maybe 5
seats left. Shit, it was not comfortable. Yare, yare, it will thin out again,
eventually. The average student gives up
quickly.
Other news? Injection no.2. If this is without success as I suspect, I'll at least be able to close the chapter and never have to think about cortisone again. It's nasty stuff anyway.
Other news? Injection no.2. If this is without success as I suspect, I'll at least be able to close the chapter and never have to think about cortisone again. It's nasty stuff anyway.
Got this cortisone injection parallel to the tendon
again, and I swear the damn needle went in three centimeters! Scary, especially
with the milky yucky stuff, but it helps me overcome my injection aversion.
Maybe. I watched and it didn't hurt (!!!). I was really okay, but when I
focussed on the thought of it 5 mins later, I felt a dizzy spell coming.
That confirms my conviction that in my case it's absolutely conditioned behaviour! (I didn't use to have any, ever, until one day in 1996 when I went to have blood taken and blacked out afterwards. And I had blood taken before in course of a sugar tolerance test when I was 16, and nothing had happened back then. I figured it was unlucky timing because I was on a raw veggie diet: no sugar/salt/fat, and my naturally low bloodpressure just wouldn't agree with that. That diet only lasted for a couple of weeks, and has been the longest I've ever done. Blame my first boyfriend for this crazy idea.)
Today I thought: Bah, it's all psychosomatic! Conclusion: if I don't allow it, it won't happen. Despite darkening vision and progressively dimming hearing, I went downstairs and out. Was fine after a minute, just what I hoped. I use to do the same when I get up to quickly and see black; I just keep walking cautiously until vision returns, but I really see nothing for a second. Last week my brother unintentionally slipped into that literally blind spot and scared me to death (he was hiding in my sisters room, under the covers, when I was swaying in to put back a manga book and he screamed and leaped for me). Proof: my dizzy spell is learned behavior from that one time when I was physically exhausted and with a very low BSL. I just have to nullify this conditioning process, and i should get rid of it eventually. Heh.
Spontaneous check for clinical episode:
fear of injections: definitely improved! Reaction depends on daily form though. See and listen, I have realized that the pain is not as bad as being stabbed by Saitoh with a katana (despite my earlier immovable believe!). Still plagued by getting sweaty hands just from thinking about injections. Must work on that, else my patients will need to calm me down -_-;;
feeling your pain: well... maybe I'm just destined to make autopsies instead *scratches head*. I can't help but shudder and wince inwardly when the patient next door moans in pain of a nasty injection. Also, it makes me sick to my stomach - in Caloundra one night shift doc stabbed a poor old granny's veins 5 times until succeeding, and she was suffering a lot, drawing in these whimpering breathy moans of pain (THESE are the WORST). One more time and I would have left the room, I was really feeling sick.
blood? Luckily, no drama here. Same with cuts, opened carcasses etc. As long as no pain is mouthed, I'm cool. It depends on the way pain is voiced, anyway. I only mind the typical old woman's sighing and long drawn breathy moans of pain that freak me out. Crying, shouting, yelping and hissing don't bother me.
Revulsion scale: Bring it on, nothing yet to bring me down. Oh, except these grilled, red pig-noses on Hong Kong's night market - the smell raised the urge to retch my guts out!
stamina: umhh... well, ambivalent experience there. I never wake easily under normal circumstances, but if adrenaline kicks in, I can be up and going in five minutes. On the other hand I can be really rested and refreshed and something boring makes me dead tired, unable to shake myself up. Suitable for late work. Not so much early work. No trouble working 8 hours non-stop if I'm hooked.
Competence: Yare, yare, I'm still optimizing my performance. The interest runs deep, the discipline is too slack. Needs work, but is possible to achieve improvements.
Secret advantage: I can make people like me. Sometimes I too like them back. At my workplace, the clear majority liked me. I can handle people well when I want to. I admit that I mostly don't. But I can :D
I guess there's a chance for me.
You ask, why all this crap writing now? I'm bound to the couch due to my injected foot, and the fucker hurts. No more Kenshin... Watched Weiss Kreuz already... B O R E D O M. No clinical books in my hands yet, and I'm always eating.
That confirms my conviction that in my case it's absolutely conditioned behaviour! (I didn't use to have any, ever, until one day in 1996 when I went to have blood taken and blacked out afterwards. And I had blood taken before in course of a sugar tolerance test when I was 16, and nothing had happened back then. I figured it was unlucky timing because I was on a raw veggie diet: no sugar/salt/fat, and my naturally low bloodpressure just wouldn't agree with that. That diet only lasted for a couple of weeks, and has been the longest I've ever done. Blame my first boyfriend for this crazy idea.)
Today I thought: Bah, it's all psychosomatic! Conclusion: if I don't allow it, it won't happen. Despite darkening vision and progressively dimming hearing, I went downstairs and out. Was fine after a minute, just what I hoped. I use to do the same when I get up to quickly and see black; I just keep walking cautiously until vision returns, but I really see nothing for a second. Last week my brother unintentionally slipped into that literally blind spot and scared me to death (he was hiding in my sisters room, under the covers, when I was swaying in to put back a manga book and he screamed and leaped for me). Proof: my dizzy spell is learned behavior from that one time when I was physically exhausted and with a very low BSL. I just have to nullify this conditioning process, and i should get rid of it eventually. Heh.
Spontaneous check for clinical episode:
fear of injections: definitely improved! Reaction depends on daily form though. See and listen, I have realized that the pain is not as bad as being stabbed by Saitoh with a katana (despite my earlier immovable believe!). Still plagued by getting sweaty hands just from thinking about injections. Must work on that, else my patients will need to calm me down -_-;;
feeling your pain: well... maybe I'm just destined to make autopsies instead *scratches head*. I can't help but shudder and wince inwardly when the patient next door moans in pain of a nasty injection. Also, it makes me sick to my stomach - in Caloundra one night shift doc stabbed a poor old granny's veins 5 times until succeeding, and she was suffering a lot, drawing in these whimpering breathy moans of pain (THESE are the WORST). One more time and I would have left the room, I was really feeling sick.
blood? Luckily, no drama here. Same with cuts, opened carcasses etc. As long as no pain is mouthed, I'm cool. It depends on the way pain is voiced, anyway. I only mind the typical old woman's sighing and long drawn breathy moans of pain that freak me out. Crying, shouting, yelping and hissing don't bother me.
Revulsion scale: Bring it on, nothing yet to bring me down. Oh, except these grilled, red pig-noses on Hong Kong's night market - the smell raised the urge to retch my guts out!
stamina: umhh... well, ambivalent experience there. I never wake easily under normal circumstances, but if adrenaline kicks in, I can be up and going in five minutes. On the other hand I can be really rested and refreshed and something boring makes me dead tired, unable to shake myself up. Suitable for late work. Not so much early work. No trouble working 8 hours non-stop if I'm hooked.
Competence: Yare, yare, I'm still optimizing my performance. The interest runs deep, the discipline is too slack. Needs work, but is possible to achieve improvements.
Secret advantage: I can make people like me. Sometimes I too like them back. At my workplace, the clear majority liked me. I can handle people well when I want to. I admit that I mostly don't. But I can :D
I guess there's a chance for me.
You ask, why all this crap writing now? I'm bound to the couch due to my injected foot, and the fucker hurts. No more Kenshin... Watched Weiss Kreuz already... B O R E D O M. No clinical books in my hands yet, and I'm always eating.
Posted at 10:33 Uhr Read More
Di - Oktober 19, 2004
Eh he
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Oh, and it is true that...
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:-/
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