Why is this blog in german? Ich verstehe ein bisschen aber nicht alles. I should sleep. I’m leaving in 5 hours..actually, no, I’m waking up in 5 hours. I was thinking in my bed and then (yet again) -BAM- inspiration hit me. It took me at least 10 minutes to open my ancestral VAIO computer...
It’s been too long since I’ve written anything, let’s call this the Summer edition. I have so much to say in so little time. First of all, I think I should rename my blog "Dear Rupert" or "Roopie the Boobie" as Roop is my only devoted follower. I really want to watch "Lie to me" at the same time as writing this but my internet connection is shit. The series isn't even that good but Tim Roth is a good actor. What was I going to write about...
OH yes. I just saw "Naked" by Mike Leigh. I liked it a lot. 3 and a half munchkins out of 5. It was much better than these other Cannes Festival films. The dialogue was epic, I could quote the whole film. Maybe it was also the fact that the main character was played by that actor who does Remus Lupin in Harry Potter. His Manchester accent is just priceless.

Johnny: Well, Brian, congratulations! You've succeeded in convincin' me that you do 'ave the most tedious fuckin' job in England.
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Johnny: You think you can recapture your youth by fucking it? You don't want to fuck me. You'll catch something cruel.
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Brian: Would you like a mint?
Johnny: Is this a new policy? Ply the culprit with menthol?
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Johnny: You know at birth when you cut the umbilical cord - what would happen if, uh, well if it was never cut?
Sandra: I don't need this. I just...
Johnny: Well it'd be embarrassing, wouldn't it? Especially at my age.
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Oh, "Jane Austen" by Emma. That's one of me favorite books.

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Another film which is worth watching 10 times is Trainspotting by Danny Boyle. Love it. Ewan McGregor is so good that you want to watch his other films, the ones he collaborated with Boyle. The script is also amazing.

I've never really written anything on my blog about fashion. And funny enough, I'm obsessed with really weird clothes at the moment. I also have this thing for ankle boots and (yes ruperv...) beenies. Very very strange. Maybe it's the new Tischite in me (the wannabe artsy type). (by the way Roop, your mum's twin story has inspired me big time)
What else... ouh. My new motto in life: je ne regrette rien. Let's follow Edith Piaf's wise words. Regrets are just a waste of time. Seriously. You just gotta snap out of it. (again, I sound like a teenager...but why not?)



SLEEP.