Wait, what? Quarter finals?
I know I haven't updated in over a week, I have about a million things I want to write about (as usual) but right now, I'm only going to say that if I - who doesn't care about football at all, watches every game convinced that her country is going to lose and, incidentally, wore a blue and white striped shirt today just to be contrary - nearly died during this match, all those lunatics honking their horns and celebrating out there might just be justified to do so for today.
Still, to quote a newspaper "Soviel Schwarz-Rot-Gold war seit 1848 nicht mehr"

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* Erstmal dein Name, das konnte irgendwie nur Ridcully sein *g* ("Ridcully was to management what King Herod was to the Bethlehem Playgroup Association. His mental approach to it could be visualised as a sort of business flowchart with, at the top, a circle entitled "Me, who does the telling" and, connected below it by a line, a large circle entitled "Everyone else".")
*dann hast du eine Freundin von mir auf der Liste.
*der Rest deiner interests gefällt auch.
=)
*Labertasche Ende*
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Und ja, der Name ist ein kleinerer Freud'scher Vertipper von Ridcully *g*
Und du hasst die No Angels. Dies ist eines der wichtigsten Dislikes überhaupt.