T as in Tosca, that is. Fan corner first. One week to go! yum yum yum. Unfortunately mostly in German, but with American/Canadian/Bavarian accents and occasional, smooth, adorable switches into English by ze director. Funny how the Züricher Opernhaus insists on calling this production new when it's been around for about twelve years, played in ( Read more... )

Wow, I am a workin' girl these days. Now if only it was all paid for as well. Of course, when you finish your workday at 0:30 a.m., you should be so fair and mention it only started at - oh wait. 8:45. Not Bad. Of course there was a big breakfast break after the early phonecalling marathon which finally got rid of all but one of my unpleasant ( Read more... )

Oh, hello there, Dear Diary!

It's been months again, has it? I'm a bad, bad wolf. I'm also still not quite out of the passive internet stage. But somehow, the urge to post, to write, to rant, to wisecrack has built up again. And where should I put it but here? I have been thinking about starting a new blog on another site - one of those that ( Read more... )

Here I am again... *looks around* ... it takes some time getting used to LJ again, I guess ( Read more... )

Random tidbit from the news: Half of the German women and 40% of the German men are overweight. Actually, this bit of news floated around last year already, but this time they also say it's the high level of beer consumption in this country that's at least partially responsible ( Read more... )

... so that's that in the hat. Or something. Well they did measure my head. Maybe they'll acquire 1500 extra hats for extra heads. Har ( Read more... )

Hello, erm, eeep, 's me. Been off the radar for too long again. I really must watch out I don't resign to using the internet for non-communicative purposes only. Like watching youtube, reading articles and discussions by people more clever (or more idiotic) than me, and avoiding even opening my emails at times... sigh sigh lament lament ( Read more... )

Dear Diary,

I know I've been horrible to you. Let's see if I can make up for it.

In China, it is considered the height of impoliteness to:

- not feed your guests a few kilos of rice after a twenty-odd course meal
- feed your guests less than two times a day with a twenty-odd course meal
- not tell your guests the exaggerated precise value of the ( Read more... )

It's four a.m., I've got three hours of sleep left and just finished reading Victorien Sardou's La Tosca, the play that spawned the opera. In French. Call me insane ( Read more... )

What am I, a teenager? Just posting to let you know that I'm slightly drunk, because after the rat meeting, the landlord took everybody (well there were only three tenants attending) out for a drink and food, if you so liked (I only had a tomato salad), at the greek restaurant round the corner, and now, two wines and one ouzo later, methinks I'm ( Read more... )