i am getting stranger and stranger by the minute. today i tried on a skirt (no, this is not the strange part), and the shop assistant brought me a pair of strappy sandals with 6 cm (2.4 in) heels just to see what it looked like with "proper" shoes.
me: "nice, but exactly the kind of shoes i absolutely don't wear. can't wear."
me: "because i can't walk in such shoes. i'd break every possible bone in my feet and legs within five minutes!"
her: "then it's about time you started practising!"
me: "no way!"
fast forward, an hour (and approx. 12 trousers, 2 dresses (!), 3 t-shirts, and 3 skirts) later: michi leaves the shop with a pair of jeans, a skirt, a t-shirt - and the sandals which she has grown rather fond of over the past hour. something odd is going on here. hmmm.
in the mailbox today: patrick carrington's Hard Blessings and suzanne frischkorn's American Flamingo, both in exchange for my secret meanings.
i still have not made the final decisions re what to read at the lit fest - which is in 8 days!! slowly getting a little panicky here. i heard yesterday that there will be a reception for authors reading at the festival, next friday at 1pm. now if only i can get rid of this horrible cold before next thursday ...
the vienna lit fest programme (click to enlarge):
kaizers orchestra concert with sabine and valerio tomorrow! yay!!
song of the day: we had it right by nellie mckay & k d lang.