Information about me... I suggest a cup of good coffee - remember to use real coffee from Africa, not that coffee-coloured instant-whatever brew - and here's my story.

The picture above, that's me (who would have guessed?). I was born in 1975, am of German heritage and live in Berlin. I think that won't change for quite some time to come. I need my big city and the Egyptian museums (yes, we have two, although one undergoes reconstruction wors atm).

I'm married since September 15, 2001 - to Andreas, a teddybear of a man. Taller than I am (I'm six feet one, so that's not all too easy), broad shoulders, enough of a belly to have something to cuddle, for a man incredibly long lashes and chestnut brown eyes. A cute nose (mine's more of a beak, actually) and big arms... and... uh... I love him. all of and about him.

While he is a set person, calm and everything, I am always spinning round and round on the emotional wheel. Belligerent, stubborn, often with a hungry hyena's temper and a mouth as big as the Nile delta - Andy has no easy time with me. Still he married me. Hmmm. Must really love me, the poor fellow. :-)

I'm a creative person, but with little nerve to finish things. My doctor attributes it to depressions, I'm mostly angry about my jumpiness. There are tons of projects I do at the same time, but then I forget to finish them, lose interest, or, or, or. It's a real drag. *sighs*

We currently have two pets:

• Richard III. alias Ricky, a budgerigar who eats anything but his birdseed (he perfers pizza service infos, books and sausage)

• Isis, another budgie. She's quite young and crazy for Ricky. But he's been alone for so long that he flees in panic whenever she gets near him (the name was NOT my idea, but Andy's, btw).

Ra, a pink Bourke's parakeet, has recently moved out to a hobby breeder so he's with birds of his race. We had to give away Golgari, our wedding rat (a present from a well-meaning acquaintance of ours who just forgot to ask if we wanted a rat at all), Toffee, a giant toffee-couloured male (and proud father of 13 babies), as well as his sons Tibbs and Tem, born in June 2002, because I suddenly became so allergic to them that I got fits of asthma whenever I was near them.