@Kaktus, well i live in England – which might be the WORST part of Europe i have to say, however i have been round & about Europe and there are some exceptionally beautiful places, especially where i am off to in the next few hours!
Have fun! It’s supposed to be hot and I’m driving down in a couple of weeks for a long weekend. Gotta get some beach time in before I go insane. Careful this time of year, Italy is swamped with tourists.
I used to live in Graz for eight years, studying. I loved it and still do. Then I got a job in Klagenfurt (back home actually), went there, but it’s just not the place I want to be. And besides, I never finished my study, so that’s a reason as well. Just want to go back to the university, get my degree and hopefully a better job afterwards. I guess you’re a student too?
@krasivaya – Wow. All the great cities on one trip. Nice.
@ Krasivaya_devushka: Wow, coming to my city!What dates? I’m curious now too, Russian or American?
@ europe_rocks: I’m not currently a student. Thinking about going back for another degree though. Were you at the TU? KF? or one of the other universities? It’s a great time here now, summer is great here. Always lots to do. Let me know when you want to make the trip over! I just got married and am currently moving across the city, but I can always find time to catch a drink.
I love Graz, it’s a beautiful city. If you’re traveling/visiting, Vienna is a fun city. I would just never choose to live there. Between mid-July and August, you’ll be able to catch a number of things here. On the weekends there is live music at Mariahilfplatz, there is the Jazz festival at the Schlossberg, La Strada (Italian street festival) goes on for a time as well. Google those things if you’re looking for fun places to hang out!
I liked the conversations better than the posts! Its cool to see so many cool people hooking up & talking rather than the usual lunatics trying to sermonise cos they don’t like something. Go Lamebook…bringing people together in ways that facebook can only dream about! lol
I hate repeating myself, but my Broadway show is dying. So once again I will offer this up to get some business (I’m also incredibly lazy, and have no integrity.)
I’ve actually put together a production called Extremely Chromosomed. The rehearsals alone have taken twelve years to get everything right, but it is finally ready to be unveiled. I will give you a brief synopsis, but please note that words alone cannot capture the unbridled beauty or savage tragedy of this creation:
46 special dancers perform exquisitely precise maneuvers, all the while singing the ever poignant E lucevan le Stelle in perfect synchronicity. The moves and the songs only grow in complexity as the show goes on. For the denouement, while the 46 specials are engaging in the most intricate human pyramid ever put on stage, I take a 47th special, shove a raging beehive down his pants and just whale on it with a stick. I then push his ass right towards the rest of the performers. That fucker is like a wrecking ball. It is glorious.
Eenerbl, I’ve pimped this out before on Lamebook, but no one wants to watch it. I’ve spent a third of my life putting it together, but there are no fans. A pyramid of tards getting absolutely destroyed! What else can I do?
Eenerbl, that’s all I need. You have reaffirmed my faith that there is a market for my gimpy slobs. And really, the after parties are AMAZING! Have you ever been to a tard orgy? It’s like superheroes fucking.
Indeed Word. I’ve had too many pets. Here’s a story for you ladies: I used to have a snake (I got him when I was ten). Well, a bunch of years ago I was going out for the night and it was feeding time for Monty (he was a python. I was such a clever child). So I toss a mouse into the cage and go on my merry way. I come home the next day to find that the snake is dead and the mouse is happily cleaning its little floppy rodent ears.
What do I do now? The snake is easy, he gets buried in the back yard, but what about the mouse? The pet store wouldn’t take him back. Toss him outside? He’d probably just find his way back in and start nibbling on my cereal. Flush him down the toilet? Too cruel. So that’s how I ended up with a pet mouse. I even bought the little bastard one of those running wheel thingees. He lived for another year, until one night I came home and he was dead. Thus, the circle of life was complete.
I wonder if we’ll be getting any Lamebook posts about this England vs USA game. I don’t know who I want to lose more. England lose and Mrs Hobo gets to lord it over me, USA lose and I have to put up with everyone going nuts about football until the England team inevitably lose a few weeks down the line.
Whoever wins, I lose… come on Lamebook, you’ve gotta give us something.
I would have came when you called ee, but I was a little attached at the time.
Soup, I would love to endorse said play mentioned above once I win the lotto. The tard orgy can be arranged at the penthouse afterwards.
I was just re-reading my comment and I wrote “I just got married…but I’m always up for a drink.” I meant that to mean I’ve been busy lately, not that I’m up for an affair. I don’t know if anyone took it that way, but just thought I’d clarify.