A rather uninspired view on the world with an emphasis on the miserable life of a Swiss guy in his late Twenties.

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

I am very proud of myself.


Today I figured out a way to smoke in my apartment. This has been bothering me for a while. When they built this stupid house a hundred years ago they forgot to put in a balcony for me. So either I make my way down to the street and look like a junkie, or I just don't light one.

But the Lord has shown me a way. Swiss kitchens tend to have built-in extractor hoods that lead outside. So I can now place my head over my stove and gently blow out the smoke of my cigarette without worrying about the smell of my Afghani silk cushions (the fabric is too delicate to be febrèzed) on the living room couch.

It does look ridiculous and it's far from fun. But it serves the purpose. And after 13 months of living in this depressing shitwhole I deserve to see a light every now and then.

18 Comments:

Blogger Euromark said...

Mensch, how unaesthetic! Why not just lean your head out a window (hast wohl a paar, oderrrrr?)...
Or try a water pipe and set the base unit on the window ledge.
Or better yet, sag dich los von den Süchten. Smoking bans of some sort are on the rise here in Euroland; don't know about Singapore, though (wohnst da, gel?)

5:12 AM

 
Blogger Chris said...

Maybe you could patent them and sell "Apartment smore escapes?" You could be rish!

11:47 AM

 
Blogger Euromark said...

Übrigens, man schreibt richtig: "shithole" und nicht mit "w" zwischen "t" und "h".
If you've got posh Afghani silk cushions, then it must not be all THAT depressing, oderrrr? I'd rather you act like a junkie from Spritzplatz in Züri - hast wohl da a paar gsehn?

7:47 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Do you do this when the oven is on? Are you sure you are not trying to end it all again?

Hope things have improved temperment wise.

5:00 AM

 
Blogger mardymichi said...

The "w" must have sneaked in when I was deciding between "shithole" and "shit hole". I apologize for the mispronounciation of poo opening.

Actually, Aggie, I am feeling quite good. The boys are chasing after me again. I actually had two dates for tomorrow night. It took me three sleepless nights to figure out how to solve the problem without missing out on a good time with both of 'em.

And I've bought a Hugo Boss suit today, helps greatly.

6:45 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i am glad you`re back again. and i am very proud of you too, not because of the smoking in your apartment but because you finally found out, no matter if you feeling good or bad, that shopping is always the right thing to do...

8:31 PM

 
Blogger Euromark said...

Igit--- poo opening? Please don't bring Winnie the Poo into a discussion of that part of the body. Now, I know Mr. Poo generally wears no pants, but that is no reason to pull him into such a discussion circle...
Übrigens, wollte überhaupt nicht belehrend wirken mit der Bemerkung vom "w" in dem Wort. Schön, dass es dir besser geht.

1:06 AM

 
Blogger Bettina said...

I'm very proud of you too. As always.

12:46 PM

 
Blogger Paulinha said...

That was a great solution for this problem!! What a silly thing they forgot to build a balcony for you to have ciggies... I probably would go crazy!!!
Thank you so much for visiting my blog and promise to visit yours often!
Hope you come for a proper visit 'down under' soon....
Beijos!!!

9:43 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ah glad to hear things are on the up and up date wise & suit wise. You will have to update your posting and tell us how the date juggling went. Wish I had such a problem. lol

9:10 AM

 
Blogger Euromark said...

Yes, indeed, Bettina. The question is, how does the jugglee feel, not how the juggler feels.....!

4:29 AM

 
Blogger Bettina said...

Update, update, update! Honey, it's time to fill us in on your adventures. Tell us all.

9:17 AM

 
Blogger Euromark said...

I think there's a problem here, Betti(na) Bossy... either his head is stuck in the stove as he ponders the gentle smoke rings wafting up the chute, or his Afghani cushions have turned out to be sleeper terrorists who are wrapping him up in a silken cuccoon as we blog this very moment (yikes!)

7:10 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

no way mark, michi`s never stuck with his head in the stove, but with his you know what in.... ok, you know where... obviously he enjoys a great time dating two cute 19 jear old at a time... perhaps i should try dating two guys in one night to instead of writing stupid comments in a blog. hmm, first thing tomorrow.

3:58 AM

 
Blogger Euromark said...

dating two fresh and crispy 19 yr. olds at once? Yes, indeed, we know exactly where is you know what is and what his you know what is doing...

7:11 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hello ... anybody home?

12:14 PM

 
Blogger Paulinha said...

Hello!!!!
I always come here hoping that there will be some news from you but I always find nothing!! Where have you been???
Come on, show us some love and write s'thing.
Hope you've been well.

3:55 PM

 
Blogger Bettina said...

I really wish you would post something again sometime, you slackass. Oh yeah, and Merry Christmas.

7:10 PM

 

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