13.3.11

IF ONLY THESE VERSIONS WERE REAL...


..I sure would watch them again.

12.3.11

11.3.11

IMPROVISATION



My gym are silly (in fact, they are cunts). No matter that I am 24, healthy, and only staying int the country for another few months, they took my gym-card away, because I did not have a medical certificate. And when I asked them for help, alternatively my money back, suddenly their English disappeared. Welcome to Italy.

Now, while I figure out where and how to get (read: fake) a "certificato medico", I am improvising. This is my new weights: great for work-out, great to drink after workout. And weights can be easily modified. Using a watertap, alternatively a mouth. Now bring on the slim arms.

 (and yes, I always look this serious when I have gym time)

7.2.11

WEEK END

Flew back to Milan to have an exam. 
Italian system says: no, you cannot have exam. 
So I decided to have a weekend full of joy and many drinks. 
(not pictured. thank god.)
 Imagined that if I would dress like a Russian, I would ice-skate like a Russian. 
I skate more like a Raisin.

Now, Estonians used to be Russians, so that is just cheating. 
Here is a very excited one.
Ice rink by Sesto Giovanni. Italians fistpump when they ice-skate. Fact.
Sunny Sunday at Colonne.
Sunday night is finished by a huge washing FAIL 
and hopefully this one will remove the tint of dust
 color on my whites. Chlorine anyone?

2.2.11

LITERAL.LY

Facebook.

 Two feet of snow.
 Sex tape.
Nun-chucks. 
From http://literal.ly/. Humor down my lane.

1.2.11

YOU KNOW YOU ARE BORED WRITING BOOK REVIEWS...


...when you take pictures like this in photobooth. 
 Cousins It's fake blonde and less combed half-cousin.