hopes & fears

Just got up, didn't sleep that mich last night because I was stuck in the recurrance of "Jerry Maguire" with Tom Cruise quite early in the morning. Good movie with one of my favourite quotations: "show me the money!" Nice quotation for an economies student like I am.

Yesterday //my// team SV Ried beat Kapfenberg 4-1 in a truly amazing match, we completely dominated them and it even seemed that they really never had any chance to win the game. Very impressive, so it makes me very convinced that we manage to be relegated to the Austrian Bundesliga again. Sound intensity was very high again, even Laola swashed through the ranks for four (!!) times. In my opinion the best game of Ried this season, but I think I already mentioned that before.

Besides that I finally got my U2 tickets for the show on my birthday on the 24th of June at the Croke Park in Dublin, Ireland. It took them nearly ten weeks to ship them, so me and the others got quite nervous, but now its everything alright. They sent them as a normal letter - no certified mail, no registered mail, no priority mail. Due to the fact that I had worked as postman for two times, I know something about those habits and standards in shipping expensive things. If they had got lost on their long way to central Europe, I would have had to shoulder the blame for that. Well, right now its just "what if...".

What else can I write ... mmh. On Monday I've got a surgery. Don't worry, it just takes place in my mouth. All four wisdom teeth have to be taken out. Strange thing. Why do we have some teeth that we don't even need? Here's the answer: A tooth becomes impacted due to lack of space in the dental arch and its eruption is therefore prevented by gum, bone, another tooth or all three. Lack of space occurs because our jaws have become smaller (through evolution), we do not loose teeth through decay as frequently as in the past, and our diet is such that our teeth do not wear down as much.

What a pitty that I'm afraid of dentists. Seems that I inherited this fear of my grandpa, who got shot in WW2 for two times and was captured in Spain. But alright, he feared the dentist. Somehow strange how we human beings sometimes work. Right now I don't have a clue what else I could tell you, so I gotta go for lunch.