History of a time to come

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Mike check, mike check! Hello? Anybody still here in the hall of the dead? Eeeeh, if I ever had subscribers they seem to be dead, or gone forever. Nevertheless I try to blog something I don't know how to discribe with which I already closed up in my brain.

I was away... for a while... weeks.. months. Well, I had no energy to write something the last month were very hard for me and I needed my 5 % power I still had to survive. However. I don't like to talk about if over and over again, I talked about it with people I now in real life. And as I wrote, I closed up.

I try to put it in a view lines, so maybe you can follow and understand a bit.

Just imagine your company you work in, has an affiliate programm, called tipfinder. Tipfinder means: Talk to your customers, tell them about our products, enthuse them for our products and gain money for each costumer who take one of them in cause of your activity! Sounds cool, don't it? Yeah, I talked to them, I sold a lot! Three of my colleagues also sold many products. For each product you can gain between 30 and 70 Euro, I made in a few month 5000 Euro which were totally tax-free. My colleagues too. Everything sounds great, don't it. Yes of course, good times. We had an interior competition, we had ranglist, so you could see how good you are, and how good your colleagues are. I was one of the ten best in Kiel! NOT BAD Until one day, our corporate security figured out, that two employees abused the tipfinder system. They get fired and the ten best seller got to be questioned about 3 hours each! in Hamburg. The thought, we all abused the tipfinder system and stool money from the company through it. It was sooo unbelievable. I was afraid, afraid to loose my job, afraid cause my wife don't work, she's still studies and don't earn money. How will I pay the bills, the kindergarten, food? Hello suckers? I have family? A 3 year old child?? And we were all close before to get fired, like those two who really abused tipfinder. From the time we heard that we are suspicious until the questioning until we get a warning notice were 3 Month!!!. Nice... sleepless... three month.

Now, I see the company I'm in with a little different eyes. It was fine to see, who is on your side and the superior who suddenly don't knew you anymore...

Aaaaah it's over, the white sheep has a black mark, because I stool money. Yeeeah, I'm a bad guy, I'm a criminal, I'm the next character in GTA V.

My last words to you are 4Q !!!


I don't know, how often I'm going to blog on opera. Cause I found many other interesting web 2.0 stuff, like last fm, twitter and friendfeed. Catch me at least by email. Just send me a message to get my personal email adress, like my darling lotta

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I missed you

Sorry to everyone I don't answered - I'm offline for awhile. My life - work seemed to fall to pieces, it will take a while to regognize how bad all that is really. I will post it then, but can't find the right words.

I just get known, that you cannot trust everyone, espacially not at work, not the ones to thought you can trust and which are behind you. They are behind you to attack but not to reach a helping hand.

Give me the time to solve the puzzle in my head.

Sorry Andre for not answering you, the one who asked if everything's okay

No, it's not, but thank you for trying to take care, YOU are the man!

Oooookay, not as good as Guitar Hero III, but it's hell of fun to put your keyboard under your arm and play this game, be sure no one can see while you are playing

The last song is a track you have to play free (collect five stars with all guitars) ROCK ON!!!




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Wow! this was a lucky day!

Today it's my forth wedding anniversary ~ just to mention it ~ unfortuantaly my wife had to work, I have vacation until Sunday. So I deicided to go into the city to purchase some candy (hearts of course) and flowers. Malaika and me thought it would be funny to shoot some snapshots of us in a photo-box. I put the money in and in course of having Malaika sitting on my legs, I put my wallet on the ground. We shot the pictures laughed a lot and went to purchase something to drink. Then came the point when I had to pay.... MY WALLET!!!!! DAMN! I put Malaika on my arms and ran like a manic to the photo-box. NO WALLET!!!! My blood runs cold, 70 EUR of money, security pass of my work, driver license, bank card and so on. But one minute later a woman came to us and asked if we search for a wallet and gave it me. I thanked her so much and told her that she gained "the angel of the day", the smiled and blushed a bit. Thank you! Whoever you are!

My anniversary was fine, we ate in a Mexican restaurant called EL PASO and Malaika got a veeeeeeeery big portion of frites I don't think I could eat this much but she tried

/Chris

I'm so sad Werder played 90 Minutes on one goal, but only Diego scored We lost the game in Glasgow and don't pass the 1/8 final and can now concentrate all energy for the german championship, but this seems impossible... Damn...

This is really brain dance! In the last weeks I dreamed alot of strange things ~ about work, Judith (see later post) and other confusing stuff. But this is going to far ~ my dear brain. Yesterday I dreamed that my oldest sister Stephanie is calling me at home, just to tell me, that my father died... This was evil - horrible - frightening. I do not understand this dreams, neither I want to understand them ~ I just don't want to have them. In this dream I talked to my mother, to ask her what happends and she was just ignoring this situation. I asked my sister how he died and she just told me "he died at 10:20 pm".
Stop this madness!!!