97% male

Today was a ... well just A day. I was working from 10 to 7 without a break. A little tiredness came to my mind, but I had to meet the indian guy salim and his sister shanaz and inge and gunther at 7stern bräu. next to me.... surprise surprise: Phillip.. from BWZ Uni.. Yes, right. P. Maderthaner. Then i spoilt my frittaten soup with too much tabasco, so it was too hot that i could eat it. damn. the soocer game was going on BEHIND me so i couldn't watch that either. ohhh. brügge won 3:2 anyway so forget about that.... but when i was walking home from the brewery i listened to david bustamante. one hell of a spanisch schnulzen singer and I felt like back then in isla cristina. I was floating on the street like a ship on the water.. fischi, can you remember you ballet classes ;-)
And I tried to do some surpressed intra-body dancing and walked on. wanted to chat up three lonely guys on the street because i thought if i invite them for a drink i have at least 15 minutes of discussion basis. one can exchange names, nationalities ( i bet they were spanish), studies, bitch about other people.. so 15 minutes of entertainment. but as i am a very risk averse person i kept on walking and thought about getting my 15 minutes entertainment at home from andi. I could even convice her to have a drink at chelsea. My actual favourite place for having a beer now. (does anybody know the name of the waiter??) And then the acutall intention of me writing a stupid blog entry happened. We entered Chelsea and there were 8 TV screens, but huge ones, and about 80 men. And i think 7 women watching the game... cool. so if you want to see a concentration of men go there!! there's no need to go there early, just the last 2 minutes of the game.. perfect!