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14 December 2009 @ 12:45 am
Okay, so basically, my job ate my life. And I am not. happy.

While LUSH is all nice and shit to the people it buys stuff from, THEY FUCKING EXPLOIT THEIR OWN STAFF. Seriously, it's institutionalized. I won't continue working for them next year, because I CAN BARELY MANAGE LIFE AS IT IS, THANK YOU, AND NOW I WORK 20+ HOURS WITH TONS OF UNPAID OVERTIME AND AN HOUR'S COMMUTE THERE AND BACK, MAKING IT ALMOST 30 HOURS A WEEK?

No, thank you.

Thankfully, I'll probably have a new job soon after that at Il Pastaio, a very lovely Italian deli whose owner is a bitch, but I am cool with that, as long as I at least know when the fuck I'm on duty. Cause I got next week's work schedule TODAY. AGAIN.

On the bright side I JUST FOUND OUT THAT BASICALLY THE ENTIRE ENGLISH DEPARTMENT ARE ABSOLUTE MERLIN FANGIRLS! I was over at a fellow student's place yesterday, preparing a presentation and I her her say to another girl "*mumblemumblemumble*, Angel." and I was all, hold on, are you- is this- OMG MERLINNNNNNNNNNN!!!!

So, basically we all adore Merlin and Arthur and Bradley and Colin very much. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand since two out of the five of us aer fluent in French.... we might actually go to Pierrefonds. Ahem. Or at least to Park Asterix and film the insides of our mouths while shouting AWOOOGA! AWOOOGA! on rollercoasters. Oh, did I mention that large quantities of mulled wine were consumed? Yeah. But it was great fun and tied in neatly with the dream I had the night before of being on that little train that Colin and Bradley were on during their epic roadtrip of latent homoeroticism epicness, talking to Jamie Oliver and watching Merlin being filmed.


ETA: on the subject of Merlin series 2: does anyone else find Morgana and Morgause extremely hot together? Seriously, that scene in Sins of the Father where Morgause gave Morgana that bracelet and she was wearing only that thin shirt and Morgana was all shy all of a sudden and OMG HOTTT (yes I know they're half-siblings but so are Arthur and Morgana in the original)
 
 
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Well, I mean to say, what?
30 October 2009 @ 08:01 pm
Yes, I've been away from LJ for a looooooooooooong time BUT! I have an excuse. Or, well, I have a lot of whining that might serve as a completely pathetic attempt at an excuse.

Anyhoo, my reasons are:
  1. Uni is eating my soul brain. Especially Arabic. We're almost through with the alphabet now, and while I'm pretty good at pronouncing all the sounds, I often can't tell the difference between ح and خ (the former being an aspirated H, the latter what I call the Tyrolean K or, for non-German speakers, that sound that everybody believes is the German CH, but really isn't) or ت and ط (both are Ts, but the latter is "emphatic", which means it makes the vowels around it sound "darker". There's the same for s too.)

  2. I HAVE A JOB; PPL!!! AT LUSH!!! OMG IT IS SO AWESOME AND THE PEOPLE ARE SO NICE BUT IT'S 20HRS A WEEK AND I HAVE TO REMEMBER ALL THE INGREDIENTS AND SHIT AND IT'S KILLING ME AND THEN I FEEL ALL FAIL-Y AROUND MY CO-WORKERS EVEN THOUGH THEY'RE SO LOVELY. But seriously, it's so lovely to have an actual factual job, not tutoring or translating. Especially at LUSH (where I get 50% staff discount OMG)

SO, yeah, those posts about Ireland and Sicily? I haven't forgotten about them. They are in the making. At some point. Eventually. So to speak. Yeah.
 
 
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Well, I mean to say, what?
18 October 2009 @ 08:24 pm
TILDA SWINTON IS COMING TO THE VIENNALE!

TILDA SWINTON IS COMING TO THE VIENNALE!

TILDA SWINTON IS COMING TO THE VIENNALE!


TILDA SWINTON IS COMING TO THE VIENNALE!




OHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD MUST. GO.


 
 
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Well, I mean to say, what?
18 October 2009 @ 06:26 pm
I feel absolutely horrible for not posting this earlier - even though I had my reasons and I am sure that Oscar would approve of them entirely... ;D Anyway,


happy 155th birthday, Oscar!


I hope that, wherever you may be now, you're still celebrating, because what self-respecting birthday party lasts less than three days?

 
 
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24 August 2009 @ 11:05 am
Okay, so today I leave for Taormina (well, actually Vienna then tomorrow Taormina at ass o' clock in the morning)

HOMFG has is been a crazy week. I was still kinda sorta recovering from Ireland and I had this paper to finish (WHICH STILL ISN'T DONE HAHAHA I'M GONNA FAIL THIS COURSE) and I had a hard-core bladder infection.

Now I'm just back from dropping my dog off at the "Dog Hotel" as it calls itself. I am slightly disappointed that she found all the other dogs there far more interesting than me leaving. Oh well.

Anyway, I'm off to do some last-minute tidying and then I'm off!
 
 
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Well, I mean to say, what?
05 August 2009 @ 09:37 pm
I'm back from Ireland, and to celebrate this, have a completely redundant, image-free (my friend has my camera) post!

Oh, I DID do some Wilde-stalking. I even bought a book of his letters (not the complete edition, sadly. That would have rocked. But this one's not to shabby either and only cost 9 Euros, so there)

So, this is just a quick, caffeine and sleep-deprivation-induced snippet to let you all know that, yes, it really is all as pretty as you think. 

Also, because I simply can't help my brain: whoever did the sculpture of Oscar in Merrion Square (you know, the rape!face one) apparently thought Oscar's trouser's should be really... tight in certain places. So, yes, Wildean bulge. That was weird, especially combined with that look on his face (which is actually much less pervy in real life, but still)

Well, that's it for now. Next time, Hibernian prettiness!

 
 
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Well, I mean to say, what?
21 July 2009 @ 09:31 pm
I just got back from Südtirol/Alto Adige on Sunday... and I'm leaving for Ireland on Monday for ten days.

This is how it happened:

My best friend and a friend of hers had this trip planned for ages. This trip included London, Wales (where my best friend stayed for a year. she wanted to visit her host family again), Dublin and Cork. But the other girl is Russian and didn't get a visa. So my friend had to leave for England without her.

AND I'M JOINING HER NEXT WEEK IN IRELAND!!!

OMG ALL THE WILDE-STALKING I'LL DO OMGOMGOMG

Seriously, life, when did you decide to take a turn for the awesome?


And then there's still l the trip to Taormina in August!

 
 
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Well, I mean to say, what?
11 July 2009 @ 11:06 pm
This is the coda to an actual conversation with a friend I've had today.

Just wanted to share this little gem with you, is all.
 
 
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Well, I mean to say, what?
08 July 2009 @ 09:41 pm
And now for a real entry.

On Monday I'll be away for a week to visit relatives in Welsberg/Monguelfo. (Here, have a look at the lulzy "English" website) - which means seven days of shamelessly stuffing myself with the most abominable food known to man. Apart from the staple Austrian fare of fat, carbs, fat, sugar and more fat, they have their own special brand of cholesterol bomb called "tirtlan". It's basically deep-fried dough with a little glop of spicy spinach (I think?) in the middle. Kinda imagine a flat, deep-fried, spinach-filled donut.

Mmh, all the fat.

And then there's nigilan. They're just... I don't even know what they're made of. Some super-spongy, fluffy dough, deep-fried (can you see the pattern emerge?) and covered in poppyseed and sugar (if you know Austrian Germknödel, it's like that only not filled with Powidel and deep-fried instead. My mom tells me there's something called "gebackene Mäuse" that's like nigilan, but the name alone freaks me out)

I want to go see my grandfather's old farmhouse. It's over 400 years old. When he was still alive, there was this huge field of the most delicious strawberries but I suppose it's long since overgrown; he was the only one who tended it after my dad left for Austria and my uncle got a job at Trenitalia. Perhaps some are still left and I can take some seedlings back home. I think my dad would like that, too.


*If that's how you spell it.
 
 
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Well, I mean to say, what?
02 July 2009 @ 10:39 pm
I've been thinking about this for quite some time now, but I may actually go through with it this time - I want to get a tattoo.

More precisely, I want the Japanese phrase ichigo ichie tattooed on the back of my neck. ichigo ichie can be roughly translated as one time, one chance. It is a concept that can be found in many aspects of Japanese culture, mostly tea ceremony, but also martial arts, calligraphy or theater. I'm kinda bad at explaining (especially because it's a bit hard to define) but it can sort of be taken to mean "whatever it is you're doing at the moment, make the best of it, give it your all" but it's also implied that once something is finished, you don't go back and tamper with it, so there's also the "what's done is done" aspect. Does that make any sense? Probably not. Anyway, I've been scouring the interwebs for kanji calligraphy of the phrase (and there's plenty of it omg) but you know what would be the most awesome thing ever? To have somebody who actually knows Japanese calligraphy make me my very own version.

But, see, my question is this - too cliché? I mean, I'm aware that the whole Japanese/Chinese character tattoo thing is really out of fashion now, but that's not why I'm doing it. I genuinely want this tattoo for its own sake, not as some stupid fashion statement. *headdesk*
 
 
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