03:17pm 26/09/2007
  inspire me goddamnit!  
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11:17am 02/09/2007
  new nose. less air. fuck.  
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05:28pm 13/07/2007
  Vor einiger Zeit schickte er mir diese Nachricht: Lass uns neu beginnen.

Die antwort war klar, aber ich schaffe es immer noch nicht, die Nachricht zu löschen.
 
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11:02pm 12/07/2007
  Morgen geht es nach Berlin. Da werde ich ihn wohl sehen.  
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05:13pm 02/07/2007
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10:30am 01/07/2007
 

I just enrolled in a 3-week summer course in Lausanne: Fench, intensive. Since my studies à l’Université will be bilingue. No, I don't think that is what they were talking about. I used to speak French quite well but it's all gone now.

My job is alright. I work in an office. Officially for data entry but I ended up doing much more than that, which makes the job a lot more interesting but also underpaid.

I'm getting really excited about Switzerland. Working on getting a visa and health insurance. Can't believe I am going abroad again. And couldn't they just be part of the EU? Would make things a lot less complicated.

On a less happy note: I'm getting (the insides of) my nose done on August 22nd and the thought of somebody cutting parts out of my nose scares me a bit.

This must be the most boring post I've ever written. Time for breakfast and a hike up the mountain.

 
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04:43pm 25/06/2007
 

Die Stadt wurde aus rotem Stein gehauen. Sie lässt ihre Finger über die rauen Oberflächen gleiten, immer wieder rieselen kleine Bröckchen vom Gemäuer ab. Wie oft müsste man seine Runden drehen, bis man innen angelangt ist?

 
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07:22pm 16/06/2007
  Heute: Erdbeer-Rhabarber-Marmelade (18 Gläser).  
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09:12pm 11/06/2007
  I wish I could stop being myself. Just for a little while. To see things from a different perspective. I just have this little hole I look through and all it says right behind it: you failed.  
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05:45pm 11/06/2007
  Saturday I had blue hair.  
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09:55am 21/05/2007
  Ich kann mich nicht erinnern, jemals so viel Angst gehabt zu haben. 

Ich bin zu alt um nochmal was zu studieren nur um danach wieder keinerlei Berufsqualifikationen zu haben.

Ich bin nah dran meinen Traum in die Mülltonne zu werfen. Bloß weg damit.
 
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04:37pm 17/04/2007
  Das Schweizer Literaturinstitut hat mich anhand meiner Textproben zu einem Eignungsgespräch eingeladen. Ich will ja eigentlich nicht in die Schweiz, aber stolz bin ich trotzdem!  
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12:06pm 08/02/2007
  Habe morgen ein Vorstellungsgespräch in einem Restaurant. Als Bedienung. Ich habe null Erfahrungen in dem Bereich. Ugh. Daumen drücken und so.  
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08:53am 31/01/2007
  "It was my first inkling that he was a writer. And while I like writers - because if you ask a writer anything, you usually get an answer - still it belittled him in my eyes. Writers aren't people exactly. Or, if they're any good, they're a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person. It's like actors, who try so pathetically not to look in mirrors. Who lean backward trying - only to see their faces in the reflecting chandeliers."

- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Last Tycoon
 
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04:25pm 01/12/2006
  Sie hatte entweder zu viel oder zu wenig telefoniert. So war nichts ueberiggeblieben und nichts gesaeht.  
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08:57pm 07/11/2006
  i am done with compromises.

so i started to play contact rugby, a mouthguard to keep my teeth and my tongue and i push and i fight, i fall, bleed, and bruise. i run as a metaphor for everything.

and i started to read my poems out loud, with jazz in the empty spaces. the sax is slower than my heartbeat.

and i consider staying. here. until i am filled.
 
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06:34pm 04/08/2006
  I am writing again.  
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11:50pm 03/08/2006
                 Du bist ein Gesamtkunstwerk.


thanks for the compliment darling
 
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12:21pm 02/08/2006
  1. wahl:      Literarisches Schreiben am Deutschen Literaturinstitut Leipzig

2. wahl:      Drehbuch an einer der deutschen (oder auch oestereichischen) Filmhochschulen



i made my choice. the only one i ever really had.
 
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11:51am 17/07/2006
  Benjamin Walter Platz: hezi sang, we danced  
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