Madame Helga

Yesterday I was as unproductive as ever!
I started packing all my stuff and realized I was moving just with the absolutely necessary:

• Clothes
• Mac
• Some books
• Important documents

I will send the most by post and take the rest with me on the train next Wednesday.
Although I don’t have a lot to do, today I’m still cleaning and packing and… aimlessly looking at my flat…
I even woke up today very late ’cause yesterday I went eating a pizza with Isabelle, Carmine, Desi and her relatives and friends. I finally met her (in)famous brother and a guy, Jens (I’m starting hating this name), who shamelessly flirted with me until we went to a gay place (Heile Welt), altogether, and I showed him what kind of guys I’m into

Auf sowas stehst du also?

Isabelle and Desi were not the only women however Isa found a way to complain (as usual, but she says the same about me! me complaining? never!).
The highlight of the night was absolutely traveling by Jens’ cabriolet on the streets of Berlin like I used to do with…
… with Jens, Jens my ex, but he didn’t own a cabriolet
… with Dominique, Dominique has a cabriolet, but in Paris, not Berlin…
… mmm… it’s so fucking confusing!

Good morning I missed ya
But ya bringing me down
I saw an Indian roller
Today on the line
It was the forty eighth hour
We fought our forty eighth fight
Madame Helga’s folly
Is where I spent last night