sick. strange. pleased.

i am not working today and tomorrow, feeling totally blah, head cold, temperature, you get the picture.

my weather pixie says "mostly sunny". where, i ask? where? she is supposed to tell the truth, which is: overcast. grey. unpleasant. winter. and she is NOT supposed to smile. she needs to change that attitude or i will delete her. *evil look* and i want to make it official now: endless winters suck.

on a happier note: acceptance from unlikely 2.0 magazine, 3 poems. yay! it pays to be strange sometimes, after all. and no, that does not mean $$$. ;)

munich report will have to wait. sorry. another pic to tide you over, one of "genuine bavarians":


sepp's the one ... ah no, take your pick. *L*

song of the day: sound of silence, simon & garfunkel. *L*