You say sadness, I say sure

Bad thoughts running around at night,
A sense of inappropriate emptiness,
A creeping obsession with the past,
A loss of time,
Classes not taken,
Packs of cigarettes smoked,
once more,
The silence all around,
in the office, home, on the street
a telephone ringing
but very seldom,
calls from the old same good people.
An anger sedated only by loads of drinks,
every second day, since ages.

New Stuff I Have Been Lately Listening To

Mission of Burma - Signals, Calls, and Marches
Adele - 19
The Kills - Midnight Boom
The Gutter Twins - Saturnalia
Turandot - Puccini

Spiritual - Soulsavers

Jesus, I don't wanna die alone
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
My love was untrue
Now all I have is you
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, I don't wanna die alone
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
My love was untrue
Now all I have is you
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, Jesus
All my trouble
All my pain
Will leave me once again alone

Is there is something wrong with me? Am I too complicated? Did I get spoiled through my own doubts and distrust of all these things lately?
It is still so fucking cold in here...

Zwischen alten und neuen Sachen fühlt sich man einsam

Love - Love
The Walkabouts - Train leaves at eight
Soulsavers - It is not how far you fall it´s the way you land
The Drones - Wait Long By The River And The Bodies Of Your Enemies Will Float By
Love - Da Capo
Stephen Malkmus - Real Emotional Trash

17th is my number

Today is March, the 17th...

1. March, the 17th 2006: I came to Berlin with luggage, a guitar and 600 euro.
2. February, the 17th 2007: I ended my European voluntary project.
3. March, the 17th 2007: I took a flight from Düsseldorf to Sydney.
4. April, the 17th 2007: I came back in Hamburg
5. November, the 17th 2007: instead of enjoying an Interpol concert, we decided to take a break.
6. February, the 17th 2008: she left Berlin for Bologna.
7. March, the 17th 2008: I am back from a two-days-trip in Hamburg and think I miss it all.

Tuesday in the Gneisenaustrasse

There have been no great news in the last period...
The best I can write is as follows:

I am going to Hamburg on Saturday morning for the week-end...unfortunately alone.
I bought a cool bicycle today: Spring is coming....
I saw Band of Horses in a club yesterday: I liked them, and my eyes got even wet a couple of times...
I am going to Spain in April for a week, by myself...
I do not like the last album by Nick Cave and the B.S....boring...
I am not going to Italy until August, fortunately.
The song "Revival" by the Soulsavers, with M. Lanegan singing is hitting my head non-stop since Saturday night...and it is cool...
I want to see a W.Allen´s movie I have not seen yet.
I deserve more good sex.
I am still in love.

The wireless internet connection for free is back!

slippery slippery slippery slope

Don't walk the plank like I did
You will be dispensed with
When you've become inconvenient
In the harrowdown hill
Where you went to school
That's where I am
That's where I'm lying down

Did I fall or was I pushed?
Did I fall or was I pushed?
And where's the blood?
And where's the blood?

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes

We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it

So don't ask me
Ask the ministry
Don't ask me
Ask the ministry

We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us
So you can't count

We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count

Can you see me when I'm running?
Can you see me when I'm running?
Away from them

I can't take their pressure
No one cares if you live or die
They just want me gone
They want me gone

I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes

We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it

We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count

It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness

Monday in the Zossener strasse

I am sitting in a cafe, pretending to have something to do with my mac...my external hard drive broke up...pictures gone, music gone...realized that it is no good thing to have such a big part of your own memories stuck in a stupi sequence of 0 1 0 1...
Pretty awkward from me...
I hope everybody is doing better that I do.