I lost my voice today. I cried my lungs out to bring our favorite football team to win against Cologne. But it was futile. Fortuna Düsseldorf lost 2:3 against those fuckers from 1. FC Köln... I'm devastated. We waited 15 years for this to happen and we lost. I'm not sure how to help Mr. Gecko to come to sleep tonight. We run out of tissues...
*gg* No, stop this nonsense. Yes we lost, but it was a good fight and a nice day at the stadium. But I really have no voice anymore.
The books for today:
Wolfram Fleischhauer - Drei Minuten mit der Wirklichkeit: A story full of love, music and dance, and the devastating reality of Argentina's brutal past and forced adoption. You can find it under "Fatal Tango" in English, it's a great book. It will go to my sister, and it's a little bit twisted, because she is a bit like Flavia de Luce. The Feely or Daffy in me told her many times, because we are so different, she might be from a tango between our mother and the postman. ;)
Anita Shreve - All He Ever Wanted: This is again, for me and another jump into cold water between a new to me author and myself. The book blurb sounds good, though.
This results in 81 books from Charity against 95 Books from Amazon.