Wien is...

...DONE, finished, over! I moved out - and alread found out that I forgot some clothes, a tea pot, stuff in the freezer.. well.. every person leaves traces! On Saturday Andi and me drove towards Vienna to celebrate our last weekend in "la town". We found ourselves sitting in my empty room, together with Andi-el, who executes an evil take over of our flat tomorrow.. We had a beer, a smoke and some sad songs while looking out on our beloved street and the rain, dripping down from the street lights like the tears in my eyes.. As a suprise Georgio brought two guys from Switzerland along and the sad mood turned into one of our beloved kitchen sit-ins.. nice.. Later B72, Chelsea outdoor and the last Kafka at Thalias-Sausage-Dealer. A lap of honour at Gürtel.. So from now on the Linzerwieners are no more Linzerwieners... but we will still be keeping you informed about our arriba-arriba-action in spain and of course we have martina, who will help us to get the word supremacy within some months... Let's make the world ours, girls!

once again waldfest

best saying I remember from yesterdays waldfest at NWK:

"I geh in Franzi schneizn"

Hamstead Heath

Yesterday, chilled 26° made us go to the park - in Hamstead Heath. The grass was brown but the landscape was still great to enjoy. I felt like being on the countryside. Speaking of which, the park has very strict swimming conventions. Amongst the many little ponds there are three that are specially dedicated for swimming. Why three? Because you need a swimming pond for women, one for men and a mixed one! And then there was probably one for swans, one for dogs, one for ducks, ... Fascinating. And it was so quiet. Those days, everytime I get a phonecall, people ask me where I was because of all the noise. The sad answer: I'm in my room and the windows are open.

Hamstead Heath
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Hamstead Heath's Michaela
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May's famous blanket
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tourist in my city

Gestern war ein historischer Tag, als Muttern mit 2 starken Männern um 9:30 vor der Haustüre zu stehen kam. Binnen 2 Stunden war mein Zimmer leergeräumt, alle Möbel weg! Deswegen sitze ich jetzt auch am Boden mit meinem Notebook auf einem Bananenschachtel-Tisch... Als Belohnung nach der Schufterei musste also ein würdiges Nachmittagsprogramm her und wie immer ist es schwer meine Vorstellungen mit denen Mutterns anzugleichen. Da ich die Mühen der asymptotischen Anpassung ihrerseits bei 36 Grad Hitze nicht ertragen konnte drehte ich den Spieß um und passte mich radikal an. Das Hotel wurde zur Luxusherberge, das Essen am Rathausplatz wurde bei dem Standl eingenommen, das sie bevorzugte. Das Parlament rechts liegen gelassen dafür jeden einzelnen Rosenbaum im Volksgarten bewundert. Dann aber kam endlich der Volksgartenpavillon, den ich ihr sogleich als günstige Rast Gelegenheit nach 10 Minuten Fußmarsch ans Herz legte. Ein Becks lime und gold und zwei Scchweißausbrüche, verursacht durch Alkohol, später fand ich mich am Kohlmarkt wieder. Und täglich grüßt das Murmeltier. Vorbei am Fabios, in dem sich die schiksen und miksen der Stadt auf den wohl ungemütlichsten Tischen die Lounge je gesehen hat präsentieren. Und dann hat sie die Frau aus Tuchlauben 11, anscheinend ein Wiener Original, getroffen. Endlich! Genau! Die von "schöner Leben"! Tratsch über sie, die 93-jährig jeden Tag auf der Kärtnerstrasse Saxophon spielt. Weiter die Kärtnerstrasse runter.. immer im Strom der Touristenmassen. Der nächste Programmpunkt: Sacher Eck.. huije.. mitten drin, statt nur dabei. 2 Tonic und ein perfektes Sachertorterl mit Schlag später die Rückfahrt mit "der Jott" Bim in die Josefstadt. Dann kam ich zum Zug in der Josefstädter Weinstuben, Piaristengasse! GENIAL! Bis 22:00 Gastgarten, bei der Löwenapotheke rein, rechts. Am Schluss dann noch 2 Drinks in der Hotelbar und dann endlich schlafen. Beim Frühstück kämpfte ein 9 jähriger Moslem gegen den Speck in den 3 omletts die er serviert bekam, Amis schauten aus wie Amis, ich war noch immer verliebt in den Liftboy aus Argentinien. Ein Tag im Leben einer Touriführerin!

Service is everything

Fritzi
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

This is Fritzi modelling for Eagle Air, representing all the qualities of the company. Always on time, excellent service, strong and secure and incredibly handsome.

no.5 | Kudos to Sarah, Fritzi und Dominik

Sara, Fritzi and Dominik
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

Kudos to ... is my chance to thank all the people who almost sacrificed their soul to help me finishing my college projects, in the last 6 years.
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Sarah, Fritzi and Dominik and a small airline in Texas.

Ähm ... I think it was around Christmas 2003 when I started to redesign a small airline, somewhere in the heart of Texas. And for the magazine ad I asked Sarah to be the pretty stuardess and Fritzi and Dominik to be waiting passengers. This picture is as close as I could get to some strange lounge feeling.
Looking back now, I thinks it's quite a funny picture, because Fritzi's arm looks like it's broken and Dominik appears close to being mad in his thinking position at the back. That's why, in the end I only took a close-up of Sarah for my ad. Sorry guys, but thanks for posing anyway, I know it took quite a while.

Wer da die Mimi ist!?!

Yesterday I discovered a harbour, not any harbour – Michaela's harbour! For the first time in weeks I started to freeze (I almost forgot how that feels like) and Ronny and Michaela even ordered two swans that would casually swimm around the harbour. Thanks guys, you shouldn't have!

Wer da die Mimi ist!?!
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

Madam Mim
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

keep natural
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

a summer breeze of frustration

I am a bit worried today. It's not only that I still DON'T KNOW WHERE I'M GONNA LIVE in Seville. and it's not only that I am still pissed because of that damn passport-lady who refused to accept my 25-€-professional-fotographer-pictures. No. It's also that the air condition doesn't work today in the whole office building. It is not even 9.00h and I am dying a sweating-death. Furthermore there are people in here who are not as calm and "usually-non-sweating" as me AND our facility manager is on vacations. pffff. wow... I am really looking forward to what this day will be like. Will start and write a very exciting story about Biodiesel now! wanna change lives? anyone?

räumungsdienst

Isch bin zurüüüück! aber nur mehr bis nächsten Montag, dann bin ich geschichte! zu diesem Zwecke habe ich die teile der geschichte, die sich in den letzten 5 jahren angesammelt haben, in kisten gepackt.. fast alle schon.. hosen und socken - kabel und disketten - erinnerungen und ramsch. Ja und dann hab ich heute noch gefunden:

- eine Lade Staub
- 712,45 €
- einen alten Liebesbrief

und das nehm' ich alles mit bis auf eines, ratet mal was ich zurücklasse!

freu mich schon auf morgen, wenn es wieder heißt: die guten ins töpfen, die schlechten ist kröpfchen!

summer break

If you are, like me, working on something significantly life changing at the moment, you'll appreciate a little break.

philosophical self-consciousness

bunny
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

So, sometimes you have your picture taken, and you look really good and sometimes you look really bad (and I don't mean ridiculous poser-pics ;) But what does it mean?
Does it mean, that you always look so good, and the bad pictures are just unfortunate accidents? Or does it mean that you really look that bad and the good fotos are just luck?

ein spektakel sondergleichen

gestern war es also soweit. mein ganz persönliches Pflasterspektakel in Linz: Sponsi feiern mit der Verwandtschaft. habe also 20 mal die Spanien-Story erzählt, 20 mal versucht mein DA-Thema zu erklären und 20 gefühlte 8erl getrunken. Highlight des Volksfestes: die väterliche Rede, bei der ich am Ende als Frau Magisterin da stand.
ab 11h hab ich dann von der familygang zur friends-posse gewechselt und bin in Teenager-Manier auf der Donaulände rumgegammelt mit Alkopops von der Tanke. Als Henne im Korb gab man mir nen charmanten Männernamen und als Schnerdiberdi auf der Brücke noch den Schampus knallen ließ wurde alles noch fruchtiger. unser Ziaga in short: Lände - LivingRoom - ElMar - Vanilli - LeberkasPeppi. how Linz is this?

 

About Past Tense

My parents came round this week and I ate fish and chips (the second time, since I came to England, with the first gourmet experience happening in Bristol two years ago) We also had a lovely lunch at the riverside at Wagamama. Sadly, we didn't make it to Jaimie, but these two days weren't about eating anyway, in case you didn't notice.

Ähm, and so .. Maybe some people have noticed that our blog seems to be a bit neglected. It's not as busy as a few months ago, when Andi, Mone and I were all finishing university. (Go, Mone!Go, Mone) This is because, when I was busy working, for some reason I had more time blogging, than now when I'm finished and mostly doing this and that. Hmmm, I wonder why ....

British
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Wagamama
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British smog
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

Adios, amigos

Paco - Matzi - Me y Domi.

Last reunion before Paco left Vienna today.. But the good thing is, that Domi is going to Spain soon aaaaand I am going to Sevilla soon aaaandd e n t o n c e s I can meet Paco in Seville, and Andi will be there already, and Sara will be there and Domi too... wow. I somehow feel like people who go on holidays with their caravan.

me@work

casting marathon

Auch wenn es nicht mehr so ganz aktuell ist, spukt das WG-Casting von letzten Samstag immer noch in meinem Kopp. Die Highlights der Freakshow:

Längster Besuch: Mira, 1 ½ Stunden: was tun wenn ein Redeschwall auf dich einherprasselt und du hörst nichts weil du nur auf die nicht rasierten Achseln starren kannst?

Ungeschicktester Besuch: Almut, 2 Std zu spät: wollte Vetsch einreden, sie passe vom Sternzeichen her gar nicht in diese WG.

Angsteinflößendster Besuch: Geist Beate, unangekündigt, weiß bzw. fast durchsichtig, einzig gesprochenes Wort: „Publizistik“

follow the white rabbit...

...and clap your hands for the krolitzen-mmelitta-rhymes-battle!!!

Ding A Dang Dong..

... for the champion! I can't believe it! Again! Last year Andi, N.d. and me had to suffer from:

A ding ding ding ding dididing ding bing bing pscht,
Dorhrm bom bom bedom bem bom bedom bom bum ba ba bom bom,
Bouuuuum bom bom bedahm, Bom be barbedarm bedabedabedabeda
Bbrrrrrimm bbrrrrramm bbbrrrrrrrrraaammmmm ddddddraammm,
Bah bah baah baah ba wheeeeeee-eeeee-eeeee!

...Crazy Frog in Isla Cristina and this year he's/she is back again with a remix of "We are the champions"... Yo me auspeib.. Geeeezz... It is time to rent a car in prolo-village and spread the good tunes over el pueblo! Chicos, que haceis??

My precious shades in Klyvve's precious face

Saturday evening :: drinks with Emma, Clive, Christian and Maija :: Clive reveiled hidden talents :: noone was willing to receive them, yet :: Christian is moving in mysterious ways :: handsome weirdo on the bus
Sunday afternoon :: Maija's parents took me to a charity event for weaving children in South Yemen :: met the lovely daughter of a sheik :: met the bossy but very friendly wife of a sheik :: "Martina, go quickly and look what time it is and then come straight back and tell me. Go." :: I saw beautiful countryside and even a horse with a cloth bag put over it's head, covering the eyes but not the ears ::
back in London now :: had the most disgusting piece of cake ever :: tasted as if I fell on the ground with my mouth open and a bit of earth with some dust came accidently in my mouth :: haven't spit out food since my stomach flu, easter 05 :: Maija's Mum said it was healthy :: not the flu, of course


My precious shades in Klyvve's precious face
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

Emma's precious bag
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

A hot sunny day at the countryside
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A hot sunny meadow at the countryside
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lentia

Linz ist ja bekanntlich der Arsch der Welt, aber wenigstens haben wir hier Wasser im Gegensatz zu der Ebene in Italien. Ja und überhaupt ist es gerade wirklich sehr nett hier.. in meinem Kinderzimmer, das mir, durch die unmögliche Anordnung meines Fernsehers (rechts oben), ständig einen steifen Nacken beschert.. aber wer schaut nicht gerne fern während der computer-tippserei. gestern war ich flamenco kucken im landestheater, das sozusagen die kulturelle winterkirsche am arsch der welt ist. und das wird sich auch bis 2009 nicht ändern. Aber wir haben ja noch das tolle Ambiente an der Donau mit dem wir uns rühmen können.. ach, ja stimmt.. das haben sie ja eine mauer an die uferpromenade gebaut.. genau vor den strand.. hm. aber dafür das lentos.. wie hieß nochmal die erfolgsausstellung dort?! ach, ja da gab's noch keinen so richtigen hammer.. ja dann wird es wohl doch der bummelzug werden der momentan noch alle sehenswürdigkeiten von linz abfährt und dafür doch tatsächlich länger als 7 minuten braucht. Aber wir haben immer noch die voest, durch die ich gerne bummeln würde. Denn einmal Stahlstadtkind-immer Stahlstadtkind!

wachau rulezzzz

yesterday I went to the Wachau with my three chicos Dominik, Paco y Jorge. Up on Dürnstein the Richard-Löwenherz-Blondel-story was told several times in several languages and certainly we had to eat Marillenknödel, which would have been the best ever, if the waiter wouldn't have been such a weirdo! This freak wanted that Jorge and me to feed each other and in the end he acually asked how much Paco costs. Waaach wia a Marüün der Typ.
A Gürtel-nightout-action was the perfect evening program. At Seen Paco entertained the whole bar with dancing all alone to the spanish version of Hotel California and Luis fulfilled all our musical wishes again. Jorge was a bit silent in the end. maybe this has to do something with him drinking pure wine for hours but thinking that the wine was "gspritzt". The end: MacDonalds!

 

Today is ...

So far:
The forearm muscle of my right hand is twitching like crazy on and off since 10.00 this morning.
I almost burned my armfluff on my left forehand while burning my fingers on a pot on the oven. And the mouse-poison I brought from Austria is lying untouched behind our fridge. Damn mice.

Update

After my wonderful lunch at Kirchenwirt-Uhlplatz-1080, with Andi, I finally uploaded the WM Finals pictures to my flickr.. if anyone wants to see them... and Frritzii singing the italian national anthem - aqui...

Andi and the boyzz are heading towards lower austria at 2, to show Paco, el Sevillano, some countryside... I stay home and work but I will definitely be joining the botellón tonight at Uhlplatz.. So if you want to have some spanish feeling bring your cervezas y tomamos una coppa a la plaza! That's all for today... Done!

yesterday

was great. I started my day at 11 at the volksgartenpavillon where luisi let me in on his new vocabulary and used the word "GEHÄSE" about 2 times in each sentence. then japanese food at Naschmarkt, then we got kicked out of Burggarten where I just was about to win the SUDOKU-battle. After a 2 hour stop at MQ my day ended at Strandbar Hermann with Anna, Markus and Robin. Everything is just cool'n'relaxed!

 

no poodles, Austria and the family

I'm back in London after an eventful week in Austria. It was my niece's christening last week and the whole family returned to Linz to celebrate little Carolina's assimilation in the Austrian catholic church. From now on, it's not only Tanja and Sebastian that have to care for her spiritual well-being but me as well (hehe -). And the little "mucky pup" on the second picture is Carolina as well, eating carrot-mush. Obviously she's not very enthusiastic about it, but it might take a while untill she can digest real food like roast pork or "Blunzngröst'l"

So what did I do the whole week: Well, most of the time, I sat around a table having coffee and cake, which gave me a hard time to sleep (I'm not used to caffeine anymore, I'm loosing my Austrian touch!) so during the night, I would sit on the balkony with my Mum (who devoted her sleeping breaks to spend quality time with her daughter) talking about "this and that" and how hot the weather is. I spent the rest of the time with seeing old friends, explaining my very vague future to people in the most convincing way and trying not to feel like a poodle. But yesterday, when I went back to the airport my little dog Indi was sad about me leaving (or just angry about being squeezed on the backseat.) Who knows.


NO poodles
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Lienchen
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christening
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Roberta, Karl, Theresa, Martina, Melitta and Cornelia
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a typical afternoon
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back to the airport
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remmidemmi

Really weird that I plan my weekends in LINZ!! Normally I would try to avoid to be there after Friday afternoon, but this July is oh so different. So this weekend I will see a flamenco dance company clapping and tapping Carmen... and I will miss la Vedges birthday party :(

Next weekend.. I think I will stay in Vienna till Saturday and then move some more stuff to Linz in my VW Golf super-van... just 2 more weeks in my flat!! buhuuu... And then the last weekend in July there is WAKEBOARD WM in Feldkirchen.. and of course ME NEEDS TO GE THERE!! I just found out that Deichkind are going to perform and Attwenger. woohoooo!! Think I will stop eating now and throw away my chair to sit in Schranzenegger Hocke all the time.. We need to get those muscles fit, girl! Komm' schon Baby, beweg' dein arsch...

where's everybody gone?

this seems to be a dead zone lately. and I assure you, it's not because we don't like blogging anymore, it's just because all the three of us are in Linz at the moment. and when we are in Linz, everything's different. Simone is at home and watches MTV all day long. she's already in the crucial phase where she shouts "I wanna be made!", "You are dismissed" or "Date my Mum!" in your face and then jumps in a lake of mud with a bmx and lights a fart in there. Martina is busy seeing all relatives and babtising the young ones and I am racing around in my office and keeping 2 interns busy during day and in the evening I backslide into the state of a child: my mum forces me to eat enough fruits, my dad gives me 5 euros and says I shouldn't tell my mum and I meet Vetsch secretly to go for a "walk".

But today it's all over. Simo's already on her way to Vienna, Martina leaves the country again and I wait until the working day is over and I'll hurry back to the capital!

he loves me...yeah yeah yeah!!!

FORZA

der gestrige WM-Abschluss war wie Gattuso... Die ItalienFans schlichen leise vor sich hin, nur ab und zu griff Frrrrizzi zum Megaphon und brummte "Forza" in die Tröte. Währenddessen brüllten sich die FranzoseSupporteurs, angetrieben von Lolita, voller In-brunft, ..brunst.. in eine Blau-Weiß-Rote Exstase. Aber wie auch der kernige, beharrliche Mittelfeldspieler, se chiama Ringhio, sollten am Ende jene (Opportunisten) lachen, die zur wohl schönsten Abwehr der WM gehalten haben. Und zum besten Innenverteidiger sowieso. Schneckerl hat nun endlich seinen OLiba weg und die Frauenwelt im 10. einen Schwarm dazu. Ein tolles Fest von Val, mit einem Griller des Herzens und einem Beamer der uns zu überdimensionalen Zeugen von Zizous traurigem Ausrutscher wurde.

morgen gibt's dann Frizzzietto die Hymne singend...

balcony - Urlaub auf Balkonien

balcony
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

Hierarchy on the balcony: One comfy chair (for my Mum), one tiny stool (for me - see pic) and the floor (for the dog)

allez les bleues

Yesterday was Schorsch-day. We started at the oh so green Volksgarten pavillon with Kracherl and Radler (pic #1: G camouflages perfectly into the tropical garden), we enjoyed the evening sun at Volksgarten (#2 & #3) and then everything becomes francaise: ein "fete d'été" at the Coté Sud overwhelmed us with everything a perfect evening needs: best food (#4 & #5) cooked by G's brother Stefan....ääähm......exusez moi.. Monsieur Etienne (#5 & #8 & #9) - doesn't he really look french?????, best wine in great quantities, best music (Juci sang tearjerkers) and best conversation about voest-hackler, pink shirts, wrinkles and narcotics for bulls.

 

team Localizer

team Localizer
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Finally I got some pics from the info privat view.
- more here -

Today's feature: Simon's website

I didn't take a lot of pictures, during last week. But Simon did! So if you like to see some pics about the degree shows click here for the illustration and interactive show and here for the typography show. (And I should get some pics from the info room soon-ish.)

6. Juli

Heute ist Tag des Kusses.. Schön. Bei mir nicht. Für mich ist ein Kuss heute ganz neutral der Körperkontakt eines Subjekts oder Objekts mit den Lippen des Mundes. Obwohl ich gerade Freddy Prince Jr. in "Eine wie keine" angeschmachtet habe und mich fragte, was Usher in dem Film da eigentlich rumhampelt. Von so viel Teenagersex sollte ich eigentlich total beflügelt in richtung party party laufen und die grenze der Akkolade überwinden und schmuuuuusen. Naja. Alleine, mit nem Bier vor dem wissenschaftlich stimulierenden Feld der RadioFrequenzen zu brüten macht zwar keinen spass, ist aber eine bessere ersatzbefriedigung als seine hobby-werkstatt zu sortieren. Hab ich das gerade gesagt? ich glaub mich knutsch ein elch!

Lienchen

Lienchen
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

I've been to the lake today, to meet my brother and his family. "Lake Atter" Attersee in the Austrian Salzkammergut. I haven't seen my niece since Christmas and she's become so wonderful! She can almost crawl, if there wasn't that right foot always in the way. She likes being in the lake and being spinned in her boat-thingy. And she's already eating "proper" food, although I'm not sure how much ends up in her stomach and how much is spread on the furniture ;) Und überhaupt ist sie wundervoll!

lazy afternoon and crazy toilet action

huh..today is good. I slept until 10 and then I went to yppenplatz again, my new favourite place in Vienna, and met Simo and Sev for a coffee. everything cool, everything relaxed until I went to the bathroom and my worst nightmare became reality. I couldn't get out again because the doorknob was broken - aaaaaaaah
I screamed, I knocked... 10 minutes until someone rescued my poor soul... so, if you ever go to the AN-DO-cafe.. avoid toilet #2.

 

obrigado. dosch mil war nisch

ein weiterer tag neigt sich dem Ende. natürlich wieder mit einem WM-Abend. Aber diesmal allein zuhause.. Morgen um 8:00 Termin.. herrje. Ja, was haben wir heute sehen dürfen? Ein "knackevolles" (R.Pariasek) Olympiastadion in dem Schwalbenkönig Zizou mit Abseitsmeister Henry die portugiesische Korkeiche Luisch und den madeirischen Proloheuler C.Ronaldo überläuft. Proloheuler mag ich. Ich dann allein einen Elfer entgegen gefiebert- geht ja gar ned.. und dann auch noch da zizou.. Ja, hat er ihm nicht gehalten der ricardo!! Aiii! Am Ende eine nervtötende Eva Twaroch die dann, nach endlos erscheinendem Außenkorrespondenten-Geschwafel, von der französischen Fanmenge weggespült wurde.. Leider nicht ganz.. salut mit ü!

So ich arbeite noch ein bissl weiter damit mein mega zeitplan aufgeht.. Jo wia de zeit vergeht!! Bald is Sonntag und Schneckerl rasiert sich den Schenkelbesen ab, wenn die azzurrrrrri gewinnen. Da des wird a spasssss....

und tschüss...

This is the Spain-Time-Shedule:

Dominik: leaving August 2nd. Location: unknown... Somewhere between or in Sevilla, Cadiz, Granada...

Andi: leaving August 6th. Location: Sevilla. second week of August: Isla Cristina.
Simone: leaving August 13th. Location: Sevilla and Isla aswell.

Sara: leavin sometime in August for the Biennale de Flamenco. Location: Sevilla.

Hasta Pronto, sag ich da nur!

picnic

FKK ready ..
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

Now you guess, what we are playing? "Liabsch Anderl" do you remember those evenings, when we went to lake Plesching and played FKK? What were the incredible clever rhyhme lines?
Da ist ein Schwan, der hat ..... ?
Anyways. Maija and I did a picnic today. WIth food +- , we sat in the garden waiting for the evening to cool down. It was the first time, I realized that Louanne is not a teacher-stroke-artist, she's an artist-stroke-teacher! And it was the first time I tried Pimm's, oh it was soo good!
Well, what a lovely evening I had and tomorrow I'm off for holiday in Austria - Urlaub bei Freunden!

FÜNALEEE

WAS FÜRN SPIEL! AI AI AI! meine nerven lagen blank. neben mir julia im hyperventalorischen koma, kettenrauchend wie einst ernst happel zu seinen besten zeiten. hinter mir eine gruppe "kenner" die mit ihren kommentaren (die italienische abwehr is wie ein turm - na, oida, wia a mauer - naaa, wie a festung!) und Schreien (der totti hot se gsteigert, der friedrich hot se gsteigert, oida. heast da cannavaro hot se gsteigert, bist du deppad..) das spiel auch für etwaige Nichtkenner zur wissensplattform machte. Bei uns lief's auf Premiere.. kein schneckerl.. dafür moderationen wie: Podolski bewegt sich! oder: aus trüben nachthimmel schießt er... Danke auch hierfür. Bewerkenswert war auch noch der Flirt der frau bundeskanzler mit herrn prodi und ihr robodance winke winke mit anschließendem SMS getippe am ende.. sie ist eben doch ein mensch! und gerade eben rainer pariasek und schneckerl mit einem gusto stückerl:

R: heute abend sind alle azzuri blau!

SCH: buena notte!

italia - ITALIA!

Ist das der Andi? Würd ich es nicht besser wissen, könnte das ND sein, der sich da den haxn ausgfreit...

Meinereiner haut sich jetzt mit einer Schar Deutschland-Fans (in der tricolore gekleidet?) ins Alte AKH... ich habe zwar mein Alibi Werbe-Kapperl mit rot-schwarz-gold dabei, doch werde ich heimlich in mich hinein jubeln wenn da luca toni nach vorne stürmt.. aber mein spiel kommt dann morgen, wenn die portugesch die franzosen rauskicken... na wenn ich da mal nicht zu weit gehe!!

cleaning and packing

cleaning
Originally uploaded by martina melitta.

What happens with flatmates, who disturb me, while I'm tidying up the room and packing my suitcase? They'll get hustled out of the room and I don't care!

cos that's what maija does ... taking pics cos she's bored.