Was nicht passt, wird passend gemacht.....
So, I have definitively determined the thickness of Japanese Anzuglaeden faxing!
Today I have my first suit at "Tailor4less" ordered!
Was actually quite simple: a few data entered
measure a little rant after measuring
on the Japanese "fat free" food, whip out credit card ready.
In 2 weeks I get my first "virtual" suit created by DHL.
If it does not fit, I usual set at least "only" 169 € in the sand
and not 800, like here in Tokyo.
I keep you updated .....
I were a stout Japanese
I could get my custom-made suits
probably for 300-400 €,
but for obvious foreigner is just all the same
twice as expensive! No, I can not scratch Squatting without me
knees and my gut feeling is actually quite normal
Arafo dimensions. (Arafo = = Around forty of forty).
I was tired of going to the shops and ALL SALES
immediately run to the toilet or take a lunch. No, not for the same reason as in Germany
(customer = Work = Kiss my ass),
but because they simply nothing here for me, except shoes.
Up to size 43 (28cm) are no problems. Everything about it
= Bwahahahaha! Good luck!
There are of course so stores like Costco, where one American
Groessen kaufen kann,
aber wer nicht unbedingt wie ein Redneck-Arschloch oder ein
Moechtegern-Gangsta aussehen will, wird dort eher nicht fuendig.
Im Grunde gibt es fuer normal gewachsene Auslaender nur folgende Meglicheiten:
1. Deine Mama kennt deine Groesse, kauft alles fuer dich bei HM ein und schickt es nach Nippon.
2. Du bist Expat und kannst deshalb so viel wie du willst zurueck nach D und dort einkaufen.
3. Du gehst im Sumoladen einkaufen. (Achtung: Nur Russen-Adidas-Fashion)
4. Du bist extrem vorsichtig mit den Klamotten die du eh' schon hast.
5. Du kaufst dir jeden Tag ein 2 Liter-Tetrapak Ansulikoer (Aprikose)
fuer ca. 8 Euro und saeufst as long as you up completely no matter what you wear
, or whether you're wearing anything at all.
All this of course also normal for grown women,
is only twice as bad. Do not worry, there are also melons bra,
'll just have her first tear out 10cm insulation ..... denne
Up!
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
How To Make Slippers From Fondant
Wen interessiert das denn schon?
The title of this entry, I think once the atrocious film "A dip in the bowl"
(see: http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ein_Sprung_in_der_Sch% C3% BCssel ) a. Hell, over some shit I could still laugh at that time. Back when my life was more carefree and free.
This and so many others Thoughts going through my head when I am called between the door and the sticky black paste, whether or salarymen, contrary to ride in the subway my daily hell. As so often, I feel it again today with one hand on my butt. Meanwhile, I've lost all hope and turn to me at first not to see who wants to be a nice piece today "Gaijin beef" taste. I've been disappointed too many times. I could not care fully
whether the hand of a young attractive woman, a "henna Obasan", or a type that no hope of advancement, floats of the flow towards the other side. No matter, let them have their fun. But I digress
again ab. Eigentlich wollte ich euch, meinen treuen Lesern, nur erzaehlen, das ich mich ab sofort aus der innigen Umarmung durch "Tabibito's Feed Radar" geloest habe. Ich kann mich einfach nicht mehr mit dem Rest der Schreiberlinge dort indentifizieren. Naja, ausser mit Big Aal vielleicht. Wenn ich dort die, oft in horrend schlechter Rechtschreibung, aus Onlinediensten abgeschriebenen Nachrichten und Berichte von vollkommen der japanischen Realitaet entrueckten "Kollegen" und besonders "Kolleginnen" lese, ueberkommt mich jedesmal das dringende Verlangen wild um mich zu schlagen, oder aber mindestens, meine Tastatur im wahrsten Sinne des Wortes zu erschlagen.
Da ich zwar ganz gut verdiene, aber mir trotzdem nicht staendig eine neue Tastatur oder buy new colleagues will, had this relationship be solved final. This has nothing whatsoever to do with Tabibito and / or its contributions. Quite the contrary: I belong to continue to its most loyal readers
and his link is at my home in 2nd Place in my home (Google.de).
So, dear friends (coming a little fawn must sometimes be .....), in case you were rude too continue in part, with words and insults of a questionable political opinion / belief ye leave harassment by early contributions and a little more want from the true life in the "Land of the Rising Sun" tells
you leave not feed on the "please Radar ", but just look at times and over.
Until then ........
The title of this entry, I think once the atrocious film "A dip in the bowl"
(see: http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ein_Sprung_in_der_Sch% C3% BCssel ) a. Hell, over some shit I could still laugh at that time. Back when my life was more carefree and free.
This and so many others Thoughts going through my head when I am called between the door and the sticky black paste, whether or salarymen, contrary to ride in the subway my daily hell. As so often, I feel it again today with one hand on my butt. Meanwhile, I've lost all hope and turn to me at first not to see who wants to be a nice piece today "Gaijin beef" taste. I've been disappointed too many times. I could not care fully
whether the hand of a young attractive woman, a "henna Obasan", or a type that no hope of advancement, floats of the flow towards the other side. No matter, let them have their fun. But I digress
again ab. Eigentlich wollte ich euch, meinen treuen Lesern, nur erzaehlen, das ich mich ab sofort aus der innigen Umarmung durch "Tabibito's Feed Radar" geloest habe. Ich kann mich einfach nicht mehr mit dem Rest der Schreiberlinge dort indentifizieren. Naja, ausser mit Big Aal vielleicht. Wenn ich dort die, oft in horrend schlechter Rechtschreibung, aus Onlinediensten abgeschriebenen Nachrichten und Berichte von vollkommen der japanischen Realitaet entrueckten "Kollegen" und besonders "Kolleginnen" lese, ueberkommt mich jedesmal das dringende Verlangen wild um mich zu schlagen, oder aber mindestens, meine Tastatur im wahrsten Sinne des Wortes zu erschlagen.
Da ich zwar ganz gut verdiene, aber mir trotzdem nicht staendig eine neue Tastatur oder buy new colleagues will, had this relationship be solved final. This has nothing whatsoever to do with Tabibito and / or its contributions. Quite the contrary: I belong to continue to its most loyal readers
and his link is at my home in 2nd Place in my home (Google.de).
So, dear friends (coming a little fawn must sometimes be .....), in case you were rude too continue in part, with words and insults of a questionable political opinion / belief ye leave harassment by early contributions and a little more want from the true life in the "Land of the Rising Sun" tells
you leave not feed on the "please Radar ", but just look at times and over.
Until then ........
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Syphilis Clothes Wash
life is like Monopoly
driving is wonderful. Driving is fun. Driving is like Monopoly. Especially if you collect a ticket. The people at the clerk's office already write friendly letters, because if I can not buy already various roads. Conjoined top idea. Then I can park there free and build hotels and drag the "Go" always generous return on the money tap one.
driving is wonderful. Driving is fun. Driving is like Monopoly. Especially if you collect a ticket. The people at the clerk's office already write friendly letters, because if I can not buy already various roads. Conjoined top idea. Then I can park there free and build hotels and drag the "Go" always generous return on the money tap one.
Yes, my very dear readers, life is like Monopoly. Recently, I play too much but clearly associates with marked cubes. I dispute scent on board. I do now but also sausage, the main thing other people are making on the weekend just once 10 Miller to the ridiculous number sequence here -> 4 14 17 18 33 34 can
If every dip, but it is not because not every card pulls down an event defined on the same sequence of numbers is said. A plot.
I at least have in any event drew a rousing community card. I've parked wrong and would be punished. 35 silver cork does the fun. Thus, welcomes guests in Hamburg. Irritant. Maybe I would have to create a simple Christoph Ahlhaus Fanschaal on the rear shelf. Would have perhaps spared annoying expense. Now, it is definitely too late and I will be with a lovely Letter from the Hanseatic city served.
Hamburg will Beef? Hamburg gets ham.
Maybe I should try to buy all 4 stations and the water and energy work to get hold of. This should be done in principle, always at Monopoly. I would boycott the Hamburg train and first off water & electricity. Can they even watching as the same voltage and current without glitters. The HSV can also play in the dark because floodlights also precipitates. Is washed in the other principle, only in the Elbe. Showers can not anymore. But we need not, because smell temporarily Even then, als würde da regelmäßig geduscht werden.
Ausserdem hätten alle Radiostationen im gesamten Frequenzband Funkstille. Mir persönliche würde es primär gar nicht auffallen wenn kein Radiosender empfangbar wäre. Ich mein foltern kann man sich ja wohl auch anständiger lassen als 3948,73 mal am Tag Katy Perry beim Frauen anlecken zuzuhören und Lady Gaga ihr gestöhne auditiv zu visualisieren. Falls irgendwer von euch noch Radio hören sollte, was ich zwar äusserst streng bezweifle aber nicht ausschließe oder annähernd hoffe, dem sei gesagt, dass man auch wesentlich einfacher seine Gehirnzellen vernichten kann. Man schaut einfach Fernsehen oder liest Charlotte Roche.
In that sense, I hope this evening a Ergeiniskarte written on what is that all radio stations had to apply for bankruptcy .... unfortunately, the public service.
wish me luck in the draw card ...
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Kirkleagh Camping Grounds At Somerset Dam Qld
Hello again .... the second comeback ... BUT REALLY NOW!
filling the balloons with inert gas and blow their horns in dynamic sound that trumpet up. The major may be open now an Astra. The more affluent champagne. The less affluent may like to untwist the tap and pour in the water. But a cold, running costs have been increased. Warm water is there now no longer so more of it.
filling the balloons with inert gas and blow their horns in dynamic sound that trumpet up. The major may be open now an Astra. The more affluent champagne. The less affluent may like to untwist the tap and pour in the water. But a cold, running costs have been increased. Warm water is there now no longer so more of it.
Regardless, there is good news and reason to celebrate. My muse is back and lets his fingers glide over the keys again.
Finally! I can re-write sentences and use punctuation! How I missed that!
The world is still a place I suspect. Here to find your way is like math without a calculator. Even after my last post a year ago, I have to miss brave to say that I have still not figured the whole system. Do what I wrong?
Although, Actually I can not leave quite so. Since my metropolitan city has over such a large American coffee shop, the cosmopolitan life in my growing region in the immeasurable. Everywhere contains so neointelektuelle Literary with plastic glasses at the temporarily fashionable pop culture image to suck properly. I find that rather ...... um ..... somehow ..... uh ... shit. Yes. Shit I think it makes very good and right in the center of the rusty nail. The
own called independent authors sit at each table and drink from any grossly overpriced coffee image reasons for some crass cheaply produced coffee cups and tan in the light of the monotone shining apples that glow in the neck of the screen. Sounds cool. Each shows what he can afford on rates.
matter. It is autumn. I like autumn. Leaves fall from the trees and everything one does. Hopefully soon MTV & Viva. I know not whether I receive through my new digital TV system extraterrestrial always wrong somehow transmitted program content, or are the two stations really have much worse than last year?
my inner monologues question I answered with its own given "Yes".
good. I'm off for now. I have to eat to to survive.
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