My name is Lara. I love Joy Division, which is totally the most important thing about me. You should also know I am quite sarcastic without having a firm understanding of sarcasm. True story ( Read more... )

Been reading old entries from 2003, and in the midst of being annoyed at how completely dippidydoodah I was, I found this lovely entry which is talking about wanting to move to Vienna ( Read more... )

I was feeling down today (LONG story) so I decided to do something constructive to take the feeling away (social work training, oy) so I wanted to make a post of all the photos of people and places and things that mean something to me. And when I started to plan it, I realised just how long it would be if I put everyone into it. And that made me ( Read more... )

Can't...stop...eating...pasta. It is seriously the most amazing thing on this planet right now ( Read more... )

On a random note, Tweak (From IJ) said "Come and rock me, Amadeus!" and I felt the need then to listen to Falco.

You should too. (Screw the fact that I can't imbed it!) I love that video. It's in VIENNA. Like...you know...Falco was. And Mozart. And I just read the lyrics and translated them for my housemates and laughed my arse off despite ( Read more... )

I love my friends. And risotto. And moscato, which has made me quite a little tipsy wheee sparkling wine. And now Ali and Alina are watching Coraline and the Neil Gaimaness is making me smile. And I am going to Leah come to Vienna with me some day despite what she says. Just as an aside ( Read more... )

I just looked at my friend Daniel's photos of London and I totally sobbed into my Pepsi Max (I'm sure that's the non-drinker's version of sobbing into a light beer ;)) and I WANT TO GO BACK, DANGIT! NOW ( Read more... )

Ahhhh I did it. I said Auf Wiedersehen by doing what used to be my favourite thing to do in Vienna. Getting lost. When you're lost you find some pretty impressive things and if you just let it happen instead of panicking, it can be incredible. I used to take the U-bahn to a station I didn't know and just wander until I either found my way back, ( Read more... )

OH MY GOD MY FEET ARE DYING ( Read more... )

I went to the Prater and realised I'm an old woman. All the rides looked TERRIFYING and the ones that didn't required me to leave my bag behind. And I was like "forget that, it's my bag! It has my inhalers in it!" So I wish I'd brought my camera after all because these rides were full on (really, look!). Slingshot things and...man. Nothing ( Read more... )