My wrists hurt.
Everytime I lift something (heavy) or stretch my hands and arms out to get something and on some other occasions my wrists hurt like someone tied a tight rope around them and the pain shots straight into my fingers. If it doesn't go away I'll see the doc on Tuesday.

Until then I'll have much fun with my new muse, Gustl Gustaf.

SO MANY ICONS!

And a (German) poem.

The only problem is that he's a very... sensitive nature. Get's jealous over everything and anything. But he get's virtual cookies then and things are okay again. *hr*

Did I tell you that I got 15 points (A+) in German lessons for doing almost nothing? We made an information board about Heinrich Heine and I and some other guy did the layout. My teacher was very impressed... I wasn't.
Anyway... she seems to have decided for me that my special subject in the oral test for my A-Levels (which I'm obviously taking in German, 'cause I need a so called core-subject) will be "Faust".
I thought about it and well... she went a step farther and thought it must be natural seeing how fascinated I'm by the subject...
And when I was asking her about the new book we're reading she told me that it really is that simple as it is written. Some guy goes insane and kills his girlfriend because of the actions of everyone (including her) around him that are pulling him down. She said: "It's not as complicated as 'Faust' is."
Man... seems like I'm very obvious about my obsession with "Faust", aren't I?

And a teacher I had a few years ago in PE stopped in the hallway to tell me that I/we had played extremly well in our play.
Weird.
But cool!

So long and thanks for all the fish!