What Else Could A Cold Sore Be Besides Herpes

New York Revisited

email from New York, July 2002

Allen adversity despite I sneak without thrombosis and with-healing knee wound in the strict U.S. immigration authorities as a tourist pass can, and am already in my dark, but but wonderfully cool cellar in Park Slope recovered. The Italian owner has my main tenant, it can not be assumed to greet me in the tight shorts hanging out of pants, but adventurous apartments in New York I can no more now really frightened. In addition, I may hope to meet daily shopping at Paul Auster. So I am very satisfied.

But before I turn my New York adventure reports finally resuming may miss I do not, all those who could not be there to report from my recent Hamburg adventures - I am not sure if you such great things in New York can do at all. Granted, some are on the distributor, who were there, but also for a written report should be useful. One can attach to the file and bring out if should be faded in some old memories already, if they tell their grandchildren of their own wild teenage years.

As for my oral examination, we had really always all N. Loya Jirga, with its for the weak link in the chain held. I'm not saying that we had kept the news of the skirmishes around the future Afghan head of state and the resulting delays in the proceedings to the same in suspense as the football World Cup, but what concerns me, it was a very close, and that was certainly not at my lack of interest in football.

had at all concerned about Ns punctual arrival in Hamburg, however, we completely disregarded what to Sonja and I can be ready when we go out together, and what consequences it can have. The cuts, which I drew upon me by my equally bold and illegal jump from our paddle boat in the city park pool, we stopped first for a bagatelle, which could be treated easily with Kleenex. No reason at least on some Tannenzäpfle beers on the building material on the shoulder blade to give enthroned. That the wound the next day we tirelessly continued bleeding led to my very poor blood clotting back.

first doubts came to me only when I imagined myself on the verge to take my leave from the Seminar loved Tuesdays with vomiting followed by a spectacular impotence. With his last strength I could still save in the practice of Professor Klaport (or Klapdorf) in the Curio-Haus, because just before such an important academic tests - so I thought - you should only be treated by the highest authorities. That the professor is an internist, I seemed to be an insignificant little thing, but would later prove to be a serious problem, because Internal - clean - or not qualified as principle, not cuts properly, gave me to understand how the later medical resident in the emergency room Eppendorfer than I could compete with my leg extent already with each adult elephant bulls.

sent me into the emergency room Eppendorfer the visibly overwhelmed Professor fittingly, an hour before I N. should pick up at the airport after he had been confined for three days on the cut critical, but otherwise idle to ogle. At first I thought this was just a logistical problem, whose solution I would for the first time in my life have been like mobile phone owner. N. arrived on time, against all expectations at all and had offers from Karzai, Afghan economy minister or ambassador to the United Nations to be resisted.

After him happy in the hotel Vorbach delivered and hospital interns, first tortured me with their Säuberungstinkturen only moderately, but the more severe had flirted with me, I first went home full of optimism. The explosion of my last bush tomatoes, I took as an opportunity, a bold aubergine and white wine sauce to cook my spaghetti. Nothing made me assume that there could be an unlucky day. Only when my leg around midnight as already mentioned on bull elephant size swollen, I felt I have a call in the parents' home to ensure there for related panic, as I insisted that I must surely suffer from thrombosis.

After I had assured my parents that night, certainly not an eye would emulate everything I repeated the call in the UKE, where I was the young doctors once again to be ordered and I handed in the care of a sadist who my charm anyway not enough to fall was that he would be deterred from it, while reaching for a pair of scissors in my wound, and I wish I had let the matter at that. I was then still a Splint and crutches provided and I was ready for my defense the next day. After all, it is

I managed to play with my appearance on crutches Sabina too casual on the wall, which is known at the time dragged by a flu / bronchitis-sick-bed of the test. N. still shot on the way from the hotel Vorbach Wiwi-Bunker photos of me that he wanted to show Sunbae because I was after decades at the university its first student, who was an invalid for consideration. Irina and Isabella think now desperate, as Sabina, and could still beat me. Given that the professors left to the touch finding the space, send out instead of me, remains the actually only two, to designate the examiners to the hospital.

Ns lecture in the HWWA was certainly very interesting and the asparagus has excellent taste in the evening. Also, I am now the proud owner of an air mattress on which to do soon quartered in Paris all my friends, and a digital camera, with which I illustrated adventure reports from New York can send. I can see it formally before me as I pull out every romantic rendezvous once the camera to my friends in Hamburg and can be there live.

In my farewell party I was fortunately already been so quick on his feet, that I strongly here could help to destroy dance-mad, with my guests the day before the handover to still have my wood floor. Nevertheless, a great party! The handover was due only Fannis sacrificial use with the polishing agent and a number of courier services by Gesine and Bernhard. I can keep my nerves have only barely, because Sonja (the real Sonja!), I stood aside as tenants and property managers are assembled at a half hour earlier than planned in the Mügge Kampstraße. Thank you all! Meanwhile, I've

survived the trauma of losing a plane full of the Austrian World Cup Final, by telling myself again and again before My eyes out, how much worse it would have been to fly KLM or British Airways.

How To Make An Apocalypse Kit

Passage Alexandrine

email from Paris in March 2003

now it's still a couple of Saturdays ago, I have told you the latest news from the other half of the old Europe. To my excuse I can install it this time am not an adventure Rapporteur on time on site, but to me on another
here to feel at home and I have to build a nest. This one can ever take a few weeks.

The use begins to pay off. Ferdinand and Benjamin over have a great Roof terrace on which they continuously pour drinks and serve large groups of noisy multi-course French dinners. It's worth ever to invest in a Franconian wine in order to come closer. Even Hugo, my neighbor across the street beckoned me last week to the window to invite me to a drink to him. Now I know that he conspired together with other neighbors to invite the mayor of our district to show him, how loud the kids in the halfpipe next door. For me, however, are half-pipe and football is the only compensation that my Grundig TV with French decoding system is not finished. There are often observed spectacular accidents, or young, irresponsible fathers who prefer to do with their buddies one on Zinedine Zidane, rather than as guardians of infants, toppled while without skates and helmet between loud teenagers in riot gear, the half-pipe. I have considerable doubt that the mother can guess what is going on there every Sunday in front of my kitchen window.

are any event, Hugo's' and my neighborly relations come under some tension, as I held it before him, whether it was because he preferred it if the children dealt with drugs. After all, this is quieter than roller skating. But then, thank God we have still the Get curve. He managed just got to cheer with the story of how his mother reproached him
in a letter that he lives in mortal sin when she became suspicious that he was not all the time with his girlfriend in the catechism reads, if he stayed with her .

In Mélac, my house and Hofweinkeller next door, I get now, even without the pregnant Nina Bratton without much resistance a carafe of water, since I was impressed with the stresses hostile and patronizing waiter with my parents with the consumption of a bottle of French wine per brandy nose have. The greengrocer from Djerba welcomes me now with a handshake and passed me every time with a sprig of parsley. He found it so funny that I "Parsley" requested, even though it "Persil" is. This in turn will seem strange to me, but it is too complicated for me to tell him so. On Saturday he came specially from a wooden hatch crawled, to inquire as to how it was last week in the Federica
Normandy.

Christelle, film director by profession, also lives around the corner. Of course, I met her at an art opening. It is distinguished from its interesting work, especially in that it is the only avowed Germanophile French woman in the world. She likes to speak the German language and literature, but also the German History, what I hear for the first time in my life. I was pleased, however, so affection,
that I refrained them dig deeper. During the soccer championship, she went to the dismay of her boyfriend so far as to hoist a flag of Germany outside her window.

frequent addition devout Catholics I compensate a group of devout, though not Orthodox Jews. As you would expect from them, they all have a lot of intelligence, education and mother wit, and they like to dance and celebrate. The friendship makes it very stimulating and enriching and compensates for minor inconveniences, such as the handset, not that some of them on Saturday evenings in the phone, because they may not use any electricity. Also, it sometimes happens that they consume at a dinner party only to the rice because they do not believe me that my chicken is kosher. Fortunately, we could not see how it behaves with redfish, and so my guests were once liberal and ate on suspicion. I had my own now but
not have expected to consume the whole redfish.

Elise and Julie, however, are quite secular, eat and drink everything and lots of it, and throw themselves without significant protests from the family home in many love affairs, mostly with fiery salsa dancers from Cuba and the Antilles. Invite your friends me to have barbecues in the suburbs, and Easter we spent eating, drinking and arguing on the farm of
Elise's grandmother.

Food and Drink French take very seriously at all. This had to learn, especially my Polish colleague Andrei painful, as he in the wine cellar put the cheese on the baguette instead of opening the bread and set it inside. The shrill cry of horror from Olivier and Julie, who came out with one voice resonates to me still in my ears. Alina, who had built the short term at the time of Martin, a love nest in Clichy helped me then, I danced with the horrors of the waiters from the body. But Andrei could never really recover, at least he has it not gone out with us.

seems newsworthy to me also that the French capitulated after decades of fierce resistance completely and unconditionally from the dominance of the English language have. This was impressive to me recently in the metro, where a French beggar at the other end of the car was a longer history for the good in order to demonstrate its need. Obviously he still a little, because when he arrived with me, he murmured that he must learn English, people simply did not understand when he speaks French. He was so sorry that I pulled out but still fast fifty percent.