what’s on my mind?

yeah, what the f… is on my mind? let’s see: farewells and newcomers, a real ladies’ teatime (!!), visas (for the last time, we don’t negociate, for god’s sake!), swine-flu and tamiflu, ksara vs. fechy (ksara wins, definitely!), lunch at the ambassadors’ residence, arrival of couchepin (including his wife), organizing a shorttrip to beirut, changing of the registrature period (when the hell will i finally find time to begin with that??), dealing with even more iraquis, swiss friends coming over, accounting, sunstores on a mosque, endless skypesessions (s.m. and so on…), romeo&juliet, visas, keepin’ on running on the boring treadmill, kurds, hanoi (not yet, but still…), switzerland (should maybe begin to organize my departure?!), bookkeeping, gapers (will they ever give up staring at me as if i were from the moon?), gift-shopping, palmyra?, closing this bloody francophonie-dossier, accused already behind bars during trial (what about human rights??), coffees and ways too much smoke (but still running on the treadmill), sebah al cher to the secret service, souljaboy, visas, a nice collegue in amman, iranian lady with swiss refugee permit having her baby in irak (couldn’t she just wait with that?!), visas, gossiping bitches, consul’s absence, startaxi vs. allô taxi, …, damn, can’t get no sleep!