Monday, December 24, 2007

Frustration Rummyrules

etc. To save me from tears

Peter can not complain at Christmas
and Veronica pulls towards you.
He will present 'Christmas hit is not.
look at a wrestling video.

The Lord God makes himself fine, with plenty of pomade.
Jesus upset his old master.
Buddha secretly wants chocolate. Mohammed
like mulled wine too much.

And me, I felt very strange,
of gingerbread and "Wham!" bonded completely.
you out there all the best!
Merry Christmas! In that ye have survived.

Saturday, December 22, 2007

Can You Wear Ribbons In Club Volleyball

Put the lights on the tree

Imagine, if you were some kind of foreign correspondent. They had the task of regularly about current developments in ... shall we say ... to report Iceland. And then, just nothing happens, absolutely nothing, over weeks and months! Pretty stupid because then you would. Sure, the example is rather caused constructed. After all, everyone knows that in Iceland the quilted bear. Unfortunately, I remembered only a better image to illustrate how it is with me now. There is nothing going on in the State of testicular cancer.

I should now look forward and my blog can be obliterated with pleasure. Unfortunately, it's now not as if I already have everything behind me. I just hang in the air, can not start new and just have to wait until next year then it goes sometimes. The free time over which I had at first so happy, I can enjoy not because I basically want to but have no free time. I would have fulfilled time, brimming with good, normal things. Now, with this forced Herumgehänge I feel more clear how much it has catapulted me from the world. I stand at the edge, you might say. Or rather, I float in a different universe.

What the reader is would also catapult again from these gloomy thoughts. Finally, it is almost Christmas. This is also the reason why I do not send this entry as usual from the chaos of my home mountain in the world. No, as of today I am with my parents, where even the air is nice, with pleasant scents. The air at home is because rather pretty devastated.

Wüst is my brain these days. Formless and empty, like the world before God populated. Maybe one or the other just think the old gentleman of those days. I will however be packed with all kinds of atheism and be greasy. See you soon!

makes quick, the protagonist from the dust to be ashamed behind the nearest bush for this entry. He thinks for a moment, then he runs back again to the PC and type in: there

PS Tomorrow's a little gift for loyal readers a Christmas poem by me.

And again he makes his escape ...

This coquettish Crawford ...

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Andre Ponche Brown Plates

idea firecracker

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Sorry that I have around here so I shout, but I'm so excited mad ... This is just what you get for all day energy drinks Energy drinks and the derived Activities not, uh, activities degrades. No, no, I was not really active. Just hanging around on the couch I have. Geglotzt films and nothing more. Could my ego from a few weeks ago, the hospital starving and so happy romping through green fields, see me now ... It'd sure beat the messy apartment, it would be far too weak for something like this.

Unfortunately I could not put it in my defense that I, after all, diligently manage my blog. Again, I can not be productive work, but where I do not experience those days. As the title already promised: the expected fireworks from idea remains.

But perhaps that is different ... from tomorrow Maybe tomorrow is the beginning of a restless adventurer life ... And I start it, as I ...

... without a winter jacket on the door go!

Thursday, December 13, 2007

Installing A Dvd Minivan Winstar

Ta-Dah!

Hey, wow, here I am again! How do I go from then, suddenly?

So, it's like this: I have just returned from the bathroom, that's an incredibly fun place to brood and brooding. And so when those activities occurred to me but a boiling hot that I in my last entry is a pair (sic) information have been guilty. Namely: 1 where I'm actually using? and 2 when in fact these ominous operations are carried out?

Because only hard-hitting Facts, facts, facts, help. So I'm just at home. So if I want to visit someone, I live in the yellow house near the one Kaiser supermarket.

Second, I have until 9 January to the hospital again. Until I can live like! it! normal! People! ! Do Me to stuff (-> Christmas)! Crash (-> New Year)! Take a brush and ... well, I know, yes ...

to Sun, it will have been for today. I am terribly tired and that is it but would like to avoid that I have the keyboard einpennjsklddkvnm, bjnfknvvvvvvdbbbxyvlkö. f-n, vn, mxnvyhd <.cm, xcmbvx.bncvmn,vmc,n mncjkshdsha

Monday, December 10, 2007

Application Instructions For Goldwell Elumen

I - how it really

"So, here I am again ... "- With this innocuous sentence, I would like to enter back into blogging after a while I have not written anything finally felt that time for me insanely short, and after little more than a brief blink Unfortunately, white.. I, however, that it must have been an eternity for those who accompany me here for some time and have been worried about me. love this person, I want to say that I'm sorry. Now I write regularly again. Otherwise, I let the sky fall on his head.

Well, we sure you have noticed, I'm still alive. Even though this life in recent times to a large No part has been nice. Unfortunately, the chemo, the damned, grueling chemo, not attached correctly. While all metastases have come down to one stop. Reduced, however, has nothing. That is what is expected, however. Hoped. That hope is shattered.

has now decided it for me is that the whole thing to be gekärt surgery. And here is my comeback so far so depressing record takes a turn for the better. A few days ago I was in fact a specialized hospital in Wiesbaden to discuss the first of two planned operations. The idea is to remove metastases in the lung. And the two doctors with whom I spoke there, questioned the whole Sun is as if the operation, sometimes expressed quite simply, "a piece of cake" will be. There had been much more difficult cases on the operating table.

Since I am cautiously happy but also confused. I wonder why it has tormented me for so long. Why was I not immediately operated on. I vacillate between two doubts. First, I wonder if the doctors have always made the right decisions for me. Secondly, I can not quite believe that this extremely heavy issue that I am carrying around with me for so long, can be solved relatively easily, really. What is certain is that I would breathe really, if this shit completely has removed from my body.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Does Methocarbamol Really Expire?

Thriller

Oh, what am I saying: since Saturday, I consider myself again at home. Yes, my bad blood has appeared. They let me go.

Now let me go and I take so much on calories, as it coped with my stomach. I lost badly and still need some cushion to get through the last cycle.

If I then will the next cycle can pass through. I would appreciate it immensely. Yes indeed. Every drop of poison, I would be very welcome in my bloodstream. Every meal I waved out sick afterwards friendly. Because ...

It is really exciting soon. Tomorrow I will go to the University Hospital in order to leave them there to make a CT. We will see if they have something brought the strains. And only then will we continue as before. On Wednesday or Thursday they will tell me the results. I shall die of fear of death. This is what I would do now, my mind would not be such a powerful repression apparatus.

is at rest, of course, not to think anyway. All is now overshadowed. The soul is a stupid Pottsau, as Max Goldt wrote quite right.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Sound Wave Toothbrush

Bones

Yesterday I hurt the bone and did so into the night. felt for two reasons I call this so bad. First, my neighbor had me puking already held from sleeping. For he vomited a lot and he often vomit and so crowded in the morning to four clock kidney kidney tray to tray. Kidney dishes! Why did he do that? He would have surely can make it to the toilet! Anyway, I was thinking, wide awake as I was, "the following motto for cancer patients:

Do you want all the agony
survive dignified,
you sick not in kidney dishes,
you have to go to the toilet.

If you like, I can embroider this saying in a cloth. But it was all about my bones ... So the second reason why I not fretted whether the pain was the thought that this was not in vain. But he meant that toiled diligently my bone marrow to produce many white blood cells. Et voilà: I was told this afternoon, I'm from the cell depth. Since I had (it) packed in a spirit almost.

Only then I learned that my platelets are stupid Verräterschweine. Low creatures. Well, maybe not creatures. But low in any case. Too low, as that could be me out. This has to change quickly. Quick! This is not a request but a command.

platelet ... pff ... But the name suggests ...

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Blood Tinged Ewcm Means Ovulation?

Colours

Take a paintbrush and painted me - lucky pig pink! My blood levels rise! This means that I have already survived again soon and will be one to freedom. Again only for a few days, but it bundled for a few days happiness.

On the other hand, this also means that it is pending the final cycle. And thus the dreaded answer to the biggest question of all approaches: What does all this have taken?

Take a paintbrush, people, and paints me .... What color is the fear?

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Prolific Pl2303 Old Driver

disillusionment Galore

Oh man, today's "House" episode was actually not so good ... Damn ...

"Dr. House" is weakening and I'm not irresistible. I do not know what I believe is still.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Best Gumpaste Motorcycle

You can not always get what you want

I just had to learn the hard way that I do not 'm irresistible. A harrowing experience. So now I'm sitting in front of the ruins of my self image and think: 'War' s pretty self pity.. "

Whether there can be some glue? Maybe with some help. Female If interested, please ... now. :-)

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Repaint Football Helmet

High Fidelity

I just am in the network to the music magazine "finger" encountered, that seems mainly to consist of questionnaires, which are more or less well-known musicians to answer has submitted. My music nerd, it will now take great pleasure to dedicate to me one of these bows.

first plate to which you remember
"I Just Called To Say I Love You" by Stevie Wonder
. My father always spoke
you about how
I have this song at that time my grandma
from America onomatopoeic
sung on the phone.

a song that reminds you of your school

"Bullet With Butterfly Wings" and then some of the

Smashing Pumpkins. I was a
very angry, sad teenager. Billy Corgan
understood me.

a plate to which you do
love
have
"Iris" by the Goo Goo Dolls.
She was 15, I was a year older and
as in the noise. Unfortunately, a
clumsy idiot, so the
thing then was also very fast
done. Today it is
on women. But I guess
times that not I, but the genes responsible are

.


your absolute heartbreaker song
"There's A Light That Never Goes Out
" by the Smiths.
Painful and beautiful
is it not really.

first record you bought

"Tribal Dance" by
2Unlimited. I was quite
disappointed that the maxi-single was only
several times the same song
. The
seemed to me like fraud. The term "Remix"
time I had not heard
.

a song of the best summer of your life

awakens to the best summer of my life
I can hardly remember
. But it will be very often
run "Born Slippy" by Underworld
. The associations, which now pay
do so
unfortunately quite right.

your drinking anthem
Phew, I do not have something like this unfortunately.
I remember but I can,
that the music of the band "Beirut"
me in a drunken State
flashes more than she already does
. Balkans and
Get drunk - a good mix.

disk that you have searched for the longest

"Gimme Tha Power" by
Molotov. Since the second half
I had seen the video on MTV,
I waited for weeks on
that again shows.
When this did not happen, I started
all record stores under
to browse the album.
Over and over again. I had only
year later happiness.

a song that you wrote yourself'd prefer

I try often in my poetry
, such a member-of-Crime-
to create mood.
I can not remember but that it would
I ever succeeded in producing those
laconic
drunken atmosphere that I love about their songs
Sun An example, here is
called "White Paper".

a song that will remind your friends
always up
In idle moments I wish
me that this might be the song
"Comandante" of the great
Locas In Love. It would be nice to
. Oh well. If at least
a motivation to work today on my posthumous fame to

.

a song that you so ringtone
would choose (if forced to
)
best something nice
unobtrusive. Spontaneously falls
me "All I Need" by one Air.

a song that makes you depressed
guaranteed
"If You Could Read My Mind"
in the version of Johnny Cash.
In general, the whole "American V" -
album. It is so permeated by
loss and premonitions of death that
I can barely hear me.

first video clip from the up
you remember
"Black Hole Sun" by Soundgarden.
schmilzende The Barbie doll was already horny
...

best Kraftwerk song
"The Model". But I know little of something which
.

the perfect anthem for Zurich
please?

the song that at your funeral to be played

Old Nobody "by Blum field.




Friday, November 16, 2007

Giving Scorpio Man Space

was sensational! Karl C. Nohm get platinum!

So here I was now totally defensive force-free and otherwise fairly weak. Throughout the day I was staring at the Wall and let my thoughts are. While it was a big nothing, what they circled, they did not, however, from the circles. As she flies buzzed around the room.

flies are the way, a symbol of the madness. Why is the fly agaric mushroom. Who wants to know why this is so, should eat a time.

food is such a topic. After seeing the two dry (!) Bread am today got rid of immediately tomorrow again, I have not got all day dare to take anything to me. Until just now. And what did I get? Sausage and fried potatoes. Hi, my name is Karl. Welcome to Jackass. But it remains there until now. Keep me luck ... Had

I would rather eat kidney beans. Then I would have a super-junction on kidneys. The crap from fact. So, my. They can get rid of all the platinum (sic), which ran through it again only with difficulty. Sure I now have the most expensive of the renal world. But a heart of gold can not beat not a kidney from platinum, ... um ... filter. With proper watering, but the problem should be fixed soon again.

Apropos problem: now I feel straight out of bullshit. This can also have as much washing can not be remedied. With some special pills but have ... Same time ringing for the nurse.

Until then, good night out there! Wherever you are Do you like ...

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Waxing Inexpensive School

Why do birds ..

to the occasion, I write today, all in red. Also, not to speak about the opportunity to talk do not. For this one, friends, is a secret message . fact, there is a degree of person who could end up with bad accident while surfing at a certain blog, and then would be the subject of "landing" died for me at least. For all those who now understand only train station - that is all - plain text a little more: the hospital everyday is exciting. You may rejoice for me and although ... now.

Otherwise, I steer straight for the cell depth. From tomorrow visit and staff will therefore only masks can come to me (Viren!), which is sometimes an advantage in a specific case but distinct disadvantage ... * Wink, wink * I have personally for my little trips a particularly cool mask that gives me in connection with a hood, something very ninja-like. If I were to actually fight bad guys, however, I would break down after five minutes. One can hardly breathe through that thing. But even without such actions there will be a little turbulent and difficult the next time, with no immune system. I'm ready for about anything.

tired I will be particularly bad because of the blood values. A large part of the day sleepy. At least I now have some more material for sweet dreams.


Sunday, November 11, 2007

Yasmin Covered By Medco?

standby

I want to say send it right: this is an entry from a sense of duty. A number spewed without love. It is repeated all just yet, I said it already. However, although I must admit that this time everything is just as bad. I'm only half as tired, I'm only half as bad, I'm only half as psychotic. And sometimes even to use amazingly well. Almost human. Maybe I do so the student nurse beautiful eyes. I am the highlight of this station.

Otherwise I see a lot of TV, play a lot Computers can, meaningless input flow into me, then dry up somewhere without leaving traces. And so it comes to such senseless output like this entry here. I do not even have a bad conscience. Moreover, I do not feel much.

Especially not much motivation to be here today to have something from the stack. Only remains for me the strength to an abrupt end. It a day.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Camera Inside Vajına

Nothing to say

second day of chemo and I feel really quite fine. In general, I am now come to a slightly more confident view of things. Because the last cycle was crappy so profoundly that I can actually surprised only positive. At least that's All to no longer meet in safety.

Well, I lie here and wait for things and especially new findings. Gladly I would find the situation or anything that should be documented worthwhile. But as it currently represents for me, the whole cancer thing is pretty out sucks, long but not worn out and that's the problem. I truly believe to have learned something and grown to the cause to be made of all this. I was now ready to tackle the rest of my life and significantly better than it has hitherto been the case. By not a few quirks I'm probably cured for all time. Unfortunately, the cancer is not only a good teacher, but also a huge asshole. He keeps me stuck here. Each morning of Groundhog Day again. There is nothing that I could do so, except to persevere and not to despair completely. And weiterzubloggen to find more new words, and for the unchanging misery. I know that these words are terribly bad weapons. Better I have not found yet, however.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Phone Button Steering Wheel E46 Use

One more time

Once again it is close to the hospital. That is, just before sucks, literally and figuratively. And I am still not flowered after chemo-Police-metaphors to describe this situation. I feel there is nothing mystical, meaningful in the air. I was just very tired decided on all this. Do not feel like it, someone pokes with a long metal in my neck vein, and then a hose there to introduce, by which one given me loathsome poisons and then a whole flood of other liquids. Do not want to fatigue, the nausea, the anorexia, the thin skin. Do not want to spatial confinement. Do not feel like the respirator without which I would not for a few days to leave the room. Not want to ... ah, forget it.

The thing is: all I had. I had enough of this already. Not even as an experience is the thing that is worth something. This is merely the repetition of the repetition of a very lousy movie. It's just the repetition of the repetition of a very lousy movie. This is merely the repetition of the repetition of a very lousy movie. This is merely the repetition of the repetition of a very lousy movie. This is merely the repetition of the repetition of a very lousy movie. This is merely the repetition of the repetition of a very lousy movie. This is merely the repetition of the repetition of a very lousy movie. This is merely the repetition of the repetition of a very lousy movie. This is merely the repetition of the repetition of a very lousy movie.

And even this joke I've ever taken.

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Why My Stomach Expands

noise

I know this first sentence: there is today nothing. The muses are gone; determined at some other guys, these prostitutes. But a few words I create. The dictates of sporting ambition.

Maybe my way of life at fault in the empty head. The whole day long I'm bloody FPS. A gruesome carnage. There are also many brain cells had died.

's good. Maybe now a few memories of the hospital was a victim. Then it bothers me not, this entry also died because of it.

Or rather, he died just at the moment. Do not you see how he is getting paler? Gasping as he stares into space? And now, right now, he lets out his last breath.