Sep. 16th, 2005

This guy is doing something totally wonderful: donating a dollar for Katrina relief for every comment. Without limit as to number of comments.
And he's got over 3000 comments so far!

Also, others have pledged to meet a percentage of his final donations.
And he is trying to get a book published, and if it does get published through the attention created by this entry, he will donate the advances, too.

So go and comment.
After a link and some memes, how about some contents for a change?

I am home again, was greeted by our cat who is finally allowed to leave the flat and has already made contact in more or less friendly form with the neighboring cats.

This week was absolute hell (my, who'd have guessed after all ym enthusiastic posts!), and I am totally, absolutely glad it's over. And I took a day of vacation on Monday. I told them I really needed it as I am helping with the election. On the other hand, I am going to tell the people in the election office I can't stay for the counting because, you know, I work in Bavaria. It's not outright lying, it's just stretching the truth. And getting the money for doing my duty as a good citizen for only half a day of work. Considering I spent about 12 hours on the last election, counting votes and filling in forms until way past midnight, I don't feel bad about it. And I really need the time off.

On Tuesday, my left hand started hurting like hell. I've overdone it with typing. So I tried to type less, but basically you can say I spent 12 days in a row mostly typing or carrying heavy files. No wonder it started to hurt.

Wednesday, Thursday and Friday I had meetings. Thursday afternoon my brain was so fried I could not form a single coherent thought. I was completely unproductive. Not in the way that I am just not enthusiastic and needed to kick myself in the butt to keep going. I just couldn't do anything anymore. If I had tried to kick, I probably would have landed flat on my back wiggling my legs in the air like a bug.
So when two of the guys asked me to come jogging with them (you are entitled to 90 minutes of sports during work hours according to an order by the debuty commander of the school) I decided to just fuck work and go.
They would have likely been much faster without me, whereas I would have probably gone a longer distance at a slower speed without them, but it was great. When we came back, I just dropped in at the library to see whether anything had happened, and then went to take a shower. After that, it was too late to return to work, so I was actually, for about the first time since I started working there, home on time.

The dirve home was okay. It was raining for most of the way, and we had some trouble with way too many trucks on the road. (I would not mind them if they would just stay in the right lane.) But Mom had prepared one of my favorite dishes for me, so that was cool.

Tomorrow, we plan to go visit what is likely to be our next dog. Her name is Phillis (I am strongly inclined to turn her into a Phyllis, but it could have been worse) and there are pictures of her, her parents and brother and sister here, born on September 3rd. So early November we might have a new dog!

Apparently my sister had her first job interview. She isn't sure how it went, but we'll see. Judging from my own meager experience, there is no way to tell whether an interview sucked or not. I thought my own went horrible and they offered me the job.

And my older brother is back with his girlfriend. She had dumped him because she had decided she hadn't experienced enough and needed to, I don't know, find herself or something. (How do people lose themselves?) Apparently, she now decided that my brother wasn't so bad and came back. And they're talking about moving in together in the place where she studies. Which isn't exactly close to my brother's base, but whatever. He's old enough to know what he's doing. Only my mom an him don't get along too well right now. The parents of his girlfriend were in the same school, but they were not close friends. My mom is not too happy about the relationship because she thinks Dietrich could do better than that. (Which is something she has yet thought of every boyfriend of Katharina and every girlfriend of Dietrich.) He feels she doesn' support him enough and frightens his girlfriend with her behaviour. Weell, she just behaves as she always does.
Though I can understand him. My family tends to be rather arrogant and sarcastic, and this is hard enough to take for us who grew up with it. For strangers it must be hell. Which is why I would think not only twice, but three or four times before introducing a person significant to me to my family. But if I do, I think they should stand up for themselves, like my brother-in-law turned out to do, and show my parents that they decided to be with me no matter what my parents are like.
*sigh*
Another reason why I am single.
Simply, a guy who meets my expectations could have any woman, he doesn't need to settle for something like me.

I also need to get my cell phone checked this weekend. Something's wrong, it doesn't recharge anymore.
And I need to visit my grandmother. Haven't seen her in so long, definitely time. And I might see if I can get a pair of sneakers. Mine started falling apart while I was in England. Actually, they are something like 6 years old and I have done some repairwork on them before, but now they're definitely past their life expectancy.
And I might get to see a movie! I hate going alone, but wonders upon wonders, my mother, who hates the movie theatre, said she might go with me to see that film with Nicole Kidman. Ist it Bewitched? Something like that. Yes, not something very deep and philosophical, but just the right thing for a nice few hours of forgetting the world outside. Or maybe it'll be Charlie and the chocolate factory. I also really like the trailer to Hauru no ugoku shiro (I have no idea what the English title would be, so this is the original title. The German title is "Das wandelnde Schloss" - the walking palace), but I don't think my Mother would be willing to watch that with me.

Okay, my hands are giving out on me again, time to stop rambling.
So there you have it, a real life update that does not consist of pointless, semi-philosophical whining, obscure lyrics posts or meaningless memes. Whether it is any better remains to be seen.
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