ritas kleine welt

adrian pasdar ran the LA marathon.

i was curious about his result.

thus, i asked -- and he told me.

jack coleman has begun writing a behind-the-scenes blog on the filming of HEROES. he writes with such fondness about his colleagues, but you also get great insight into the man's head about stagefright, the psychology of an actor, stunt school and little bits and bobs about the shooting of the show. and on top of it all: it's free of spoilers!!!

clickety-click-click.

just watched the first five minutes of the season 3 premiere of HEROES: VILLAINS. the past year, andrea and i have been wondering who it was that shot nathan in the last episode. at first i was totally convinced that it was either claire's creepy boy-toy or HRG. but after having seen all those trailers this summer, i had arrived at a whole other conclusion.

turns out i was right. whoo-hoo. tim kring, would you like to hire me as one of your script writers?

anywho. tonight, i'll finally get to watch the rest once i am back in from work. sooooooo can't wait.

but at least he signed into YouTube again because he was bearing gifts for the HEROES deprived souls on this planet. click.

so can't wait for the new season to kick off!!!

after weeks and weeks of absence of weird dreams, i am back in business. last night i suddenly found myself in some sort of HEROES universe where hiro had gone off to safe the past whilst at the same time claire was in japan with adrian (now also her 'real' daddy and a scientist) and ando, looking for some strange entry into an under world where they were hoping to find the remnants of some ancient princess -- but where there would be the still living girl sitting and waiting to unleash her revenge upon the first person to set her free again. incidently, the princess was put there some two-thousand years ago by hiro and claire would be the one to open the chamber that was sealed with class bricks.

and the moral of that story: don't have the cat lying beside your head when you're asleep.

it's past ten o'clock at night and i've just finished sentence number two of the sixth chapter in the magisterarbeit. eugh! it's official: i HATE writing! when i'm finished with this paper, i'll have the copy shop print off an extra copy so that i can burn it in our back garden.