Still I am indoors, in the flat in Berlin. Snow is at the door, such it is that I am not really allowed outside. It is difficult anyway with the heels. I have been cooking, but this week I burned the soup. How can you burn soup, you ask, well I burned it. It was thick and strange, like a cake batter. Today I will make cake perhaps.
Actually I am reading. I love the amours of animals. Not really understanding the television, you can watch wildlife in Bavaria. My favorite is the ass. The smiley singing is not my style. Ubanov says I have a very aptitude style, and when he comes from work we will go to the solarium together. There I listen to my ipod nano and try to figure how it works with the vocoder, which is a very complicated.
Well, until then lovely.