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last night i dreamed i was visitin my parents – my father tells me i missed the return match between borussia dortmund and udinese. i start hatin myself and ask for the result. my dad tells me we made the two goals to equalize in total, when udinese suddenly scored another one to kick us out in the last minutes. tears startet runnin down my cheeks.

okay we’ll see tomorrow what reality holds. i’ll give you some pics of my last trip to the stadium (victory in dfb pokal against hertha bsc berlin) to keep the faith.

I got up at 11, started workin a lil and ended up having a Wicküler and the last asshole by nature album for breakfast on the train at 4pm. perfect combination to kill some time.

since i got real sleepy by trae and z-i treat my clothes better than i treat my hoes-ros screw music, i used rotterdam terror corps to get me awake at dortmund hauptbahnhof.

the rest of the day, food-wise, went something like this: beer, Schnitzelbrötchen with beer, Bratwurst, beer, beer, Bratwurst, Beer, Beer, Beer, McDonalds, Glass of water, goodnight. Repeat that, add some cigarrettes and the whack pics might really give you the right impression.
hm, at least i managed to find some guys from my hometown and snap the banner.