"Ich rasier mir die Schultern - schubi-dubi-duba..."
This morning, I asked my flat mate Mone, to put me on some new Leukotape. Couple of minutes later, my hand turned blue, due to she bandaged it too tight. I am in need of some good medical care (two flat mates in this sector^^) because I got my wrist sprained on Sunday, by the attempt to ride a unicycle. I drove 2 full meters (yeeha!), and it didn´t hurt at all (pretend being tough)! Later on I had to wait almost two hours to get X-rayed, tortured and doped. The doctor gave me some real sick pain-killers. For the first time in months, I slept deep and peacefully. 16 hours.
It was not my intend to say something about this year’s BRN.
So, just some short notes.
Carrying a two-year-old on the back makes me sweat (especially in bookstores).
Hmmm.
Most of my mates were drunk pretty soon, except of Gärdi, who had to drive them home, and me, who had to take care of Matze´s and my Screwdriver (warm, but plenty of it). BRN seemed to me quite peaceful. All the weekend I sang this little song.
Matze and Wächti were teasing each other, when all of sudden six riot-cops turned up. No problem. Afterwards I lost most of my friends in the crowd, and so Matze and I had some real delicious home-made burgers with home-made fries and of course, home-made wodka-red bull. Three in a maybe 10 minutes. After we finished our late meal, the drink showed its effects and we decided to walk home. Not even 20m out of the “Bunte-Republik-Neustadt-Flaschengrenze” (as maddin decided to ask one of the police in a tank), we found a bike (Brooks-saddle, Biogrip-grips, sharp (!!!) edges).
There´s one thing I know for sure: no matter how drunk I might be, and even if I am unable to walk, I can ride a bike. So I thought. We ended up hitting the ground several times (it´s all matze´s fault, because he had to sit on the rack). So now, I have some funny and deep scars. But we definitely had a great time. Matze gave “our” bike to the next guy, who came across, and we finished our way back home. There I tried to fornicate a shoe bin (it´s an euphemism for collapsing on it).
Madl was pretty pissed off, due to Matze denied to give her a goodnight kiss. He felt ashamed, because he was eating a sandwich lying next to her.
I prefer afternoons to nights anyway. Less people, less aggro, more food. Sunday is my favorite BRN-day. (I spent more on cake and food on Sunday than on drinks the night before). Guess I´m getting old.
Try to write with a badly hurting hand! Yeah! I´m a soldier! Mr. Tough guy on the keys. Oh, it hurts so bad… :.(
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