August 2009
1 post
mooching off the family, feeling kinda trapped in this apartment.
March 2009
1 post
i ran over to LinkedIn for a little while today, but hardly have any connections there. add a splash of red to yours? http://bit.ly/nzio2 ;)
January 2009
10 posts
(MP3 download of “Lola Rennt” aka “Run Lola Run” original soundtrack from Amazon $9.99 = http://bit.ly/famF) ♫ http://blip.fm/~1vh3o
i’m also LolaRennt on FriendFeed, if you prefer running along that wider life stream. http://friendfeed.com/LolaRennt
(oops, pardon the Identi.ca feedback loop. cleaning that up, now. - @RunningGrrl)
for those who like to do it open source, you can also find me running on Identi.ca, where i am also @LolaRennt. http://identi.ca/LolaRennt
(“Lola Rennt” aka “Run Lola Run” soundtrack at Amazon = http://bit.ly/4g3B) ♫ http://blip.fm/~1vbmr
hey @Mydwynter don’t knock it, FF0000 is my favorite color! staring at it all day keeps you sehr wach und aufmerksam! :)
Manni needs a new phone card. can anyone send me a GrandCentral invite? bitte? if you can spare “a dime”, email = Lola@TheMultiverse.net
looking @Dracopet right in the eye. <for 1/2 a second, i smile> gotta run. <thinking> i need a pack of smokes.
i woke up from a creepy dream about Darmstadt. i’ve never even been there. going back to sleep, now, before the sun rises.
feeling visceral and kinda exposed, the way @Dracopet was looking at me back there.
December 2008
3 posts
reading @AChristmasCarol by @CharlesDickens. [following the characters listed at @AChristmasCast. recommended by @RunningGrrl.]
[do you hear that?] retweeting @sOjahund “♫ I wish I was a hunter… ♫” gives me an uneasy feeling.
[one of those rate-your-friend apps on Facebook says i was voted “most absent”. i’ll be back.]
October 2008
1 post
[for those who ask: I am not Franka Potente, but she was me, once.]
September 2008
2 posts
[ich bedauere mein Schweigen. other projects have delayed pre-production on this one.]
[henceforth, to keep this microblog aufgeräumt, out-of-character posts will be made on the @RunningGrrl account. http://twurl.nl/i7mmjh]
August 2008
11 posts
sorry if i’ve been super chatty this evening. i guess i got my breath, again, and am bored in this apartment. it’s 1AM. gute Nacht!
[good news, @MYKLbiz says @Dossy’s “Twitter Karma” is finally, if belatedly, showing results. seems like @Twitter was just lagging behind.]
[old and new friends, some of y’all are funny not sounding like ‘bots. i’m favoriting any that make me chuckle. i can use a laugh.]
[if you’re human, follow me on Twitter, and wish i’d follow you back, please Reply to @LolaRennt. please say something a ‘bot wouldn’t say.]
[danke @Dossy, @Twitter & @MYKLbiz!]
[wow, instant karma! i can make friends, again! i’m feeling like somebody likes me, up there in the cloud.]
was hat meine Mutter wissen!?
my mother says i have bad karma.
[unfollowing everyone who isn’t following me. this will take more than 20 minutes.] :)
[anyone know of a tool other than Dossy’s Twitter Karma for bulk unfollowing? i seem to have bad karma, today.]
[taking advantage of this break to update this and other social media accounts. @MYKLbiz will be doing that work.]
July 2008
28 posts
[to avoid confusion, henceforth, i’ll write out of character text in square brackets. hopefully, i’ll remember to use this convention.]
catching my breath before we go.
getting ready to do this thing right, from the top.
STOP!
ran past @IconJohn; i think he was trying to sell me a bicycle. sorry dude, the name is NOT Lola Reiten, nor Lola Radsport. i gotta run.
when the camera dollies along beside you, it’s like you aren’t moving at all, just dancing in a great wind.
so focused on getting there i stop being aware of my body; peripheral vision dissipates as i think forward into the next moment.
alone, carrying nothing, pockets nearly empty, feeling like a jobless drifter. only i’m not drifting, i’m a blur on this quiet street.
the July sun pounding on my head makes me wish for a shorter haircut, or to be riding in an air conditioned car.
did i just see a nun wearing sun glasses?
disengaging the safety on Herr Schuster’s pistole. without a thought.
run myself speechless.
keeping to the shady side of the street. i think i’m a little upset. no time to think about that. running is my speech.
racing through a crowd, heart pounding, talking to myself.
running toward the lights.
running toward the pool, again, bringing friends.
bereit zu gehen baden in der Spree mit @Deichmans @Bodark & @MyGorgeous.
perhaps i’ll swim. (http://twurl.nl/li3g0d)
i have come to the water.
picking up speed, heading into the dingy east.
i can’t stop until i’ve got something to show for my efforts.