Playing in winamp: Suicide is painless

On TV: Some random B-grade not-even-action-flick

On the bookshelf: Nothing at the moment, waiting for A feast for crows, the fourth book in "a song of ice and fire"

State of our flat: Slightly messy, but better than usual. It consumes light bulbs at a rate that an indian fakir would envy.

State of me: Not sure, probably burnt out or some other mainstream populistic ailment. Oh... and poor as a church rat, but what else is new.

State of my nightly dreams: Not sure there either, pretty sure that some Freudian would love to dig in though. Or what would you say about: throwing myself onto a table just to get a moviestars attention, only to deliver the earth-shattering line "Oh my god, Sarah Chalke, it's really you, I loved your work in "scrubs" ". Ready for the looney-bin, yeah I aggree.

State of my love/sexlife: You really had to ask, didn't you ?

Weekly critiscism of the contemporary: Why does it have to be so dark during the winter? I'm sure soon white cold things will start falling out of the sky too.

Looking forawrd to: Harry Pootter and the goblet of fire on the movies. Yeah I like the movies, so sue me.

Well goodnight Cyberspace, whereever you are.