January 2008
Coffee Junkie
O.K. Today I had ’em all! a big coffee from the bakery around the corner on my way to work, a small coffee in the tube on my way to work, countless latte macchiatos at work, a starbucks caramel macchiato, a caramel macchiato from woyton and ten minutes ago the best I ever had: Espresso caramel macchiato from Mc Cafe (23:50pm)! I think it’s just the taste of the Mc Cafe-macchiato that...
Stefan: "I just came home to two roommates fucking...
(via mareen) That’s the way it was! And is (again)! They didn’t even stop when I entered, not knowing there were some people having fun!
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via Graham & webmarc — david — rockuboff
Crap Email: How To Maintain A Healthy Level Of Insanity 1. At Lunch, Sit In Your Parked Car With Sunglasses on and point a Hair Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down. 2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Don’t Disguise Your Voice 3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, ask If They Want Fries with that. 4. Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks. Once Everyone has Gotten...
too many faces
This evening 20 people visited our flat for a walkthrough, because one of my flatmates is going to leave. I’m quite surprised none of them was a freak, except the Asian girl that did not even want to see the flat, just the room she would be going to live in. And she kept on saying, “It’s O.K., it’s O.K., I’ll take the room if you want me to! It’s O.K.! I’m...
Not my husband
I don’t know why people who come to my apartment-slash-studio for a photo shoot keep thinking that my assistant Stefan and I are married and live here together. I have been asked several times by numerous people now. Is it that we act and speak and give commands or opinions to one another like normal people, with no fake niceness towards each other? Ok, I remember someone also thought we...
"lost on Tumblr" or "the pretzel stick genie"
30 minutes ago, after getting out of the bathtub, I grabed a pretzel stick out of my back-pack ( I supposed to eat it for breakfast, but there was no time, that’s how things go ). Then I got to my Mac and checked my Tumblr dashboard. While I was reading, around the time I finished my snack, I thought ( somewhere in my subconscious ), :” Damn, that was a good pretzel stick, I want...
I think I might have some sort of final semester...
at 4pm. Maybe I should start looking into what I supposedly/possibly could have made for this semester. (I am so falling out of the educational scheme and noone can do anything about it. Will probably have to write them a letter stating that instead of force-interning somewhere, I have an intern of my own.) — mareen By the way, “Jenny where are you???”
Conversations with Ann-Katrin are always.....?
Me: "I'd like to go to Vapiano now!"
Ann-Katrin: "You'd like to go where?"
Me: "You don't know the Vapiano? It's an Italian restaurant in the city!"
Ann-Katrin: "I don't know a lot in Düsseldorf, because I've got no one to go out with!"
Me: "...."
Ann-Katrin: "I don't like my class mates living in Düsseldorf... and the other two are gay!"
Intern(al)affairs
Have a look at my new, 2nd Tumblr Intern(al)affairs, where I post all my experiences as an intern of a movie- and photoproduction company and show you behind the scenes material from my jobs as a photo assistant.
Do you need a room in Düsseldorf?
One of my flatmates is leaving and so there is a 17 square meters big room in our 106 sqm flat that wants a new inhabitant. We’ve got a big living-room, bath-room, kitchen and a balcony directed to the nice inner yard. Our apartment is in the center of Düsseldorf. If you are following you should know a little bit about me (23 years old, male, photo assistant……). We are three...
Please ban idiots from Tumblr
Tumblr is awesome, it supports creativity, it makes people communicate all over the world and not at least it is extremely inspiring! Unfortunately it seems as if it is even so powerful, that some people use it to cause an “international, racist conflict”! (don’t worry, I don’t take her/him/it too serious, maybe it’s just an J.A. fan and gawker buff) Update: maybe...
A Life in Pictures →
A man documents his daughter’s 32 years through photographs. — vertigo — zehnuhr
