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random thoughts of the week

I didn't actually post this week.
Incredible!

But hey, I'm still around.
So here you have the random blabbering of the whole week.

Starting with work:
On Monday afternoon, we had the meeting with the guys who do the audit. They put the schedule on the school's network and I saw there'd be one person checking stuff at the library Tuesday, and anotehr Wednesday.
Tuesday, the guy didn't show up.
Neither him nor the guy scheduled on Wednesday showed up that day.
Nobody appeared Thursday, but the schedule was changed. Looks like now nobody will show up until November 9th. Just great. Didn't I say I just want to have done with this?
Fortunately, I got two cables as substitutes for the ones I was still lacking after my shopping tour last weekend. And they're likely not checking for cables anyway, due to lack of time.

Still somehow work related, we said goodbye to one of the soldiers who's leaving end of October. It's a pity, he was really cool. As a goodbye present, we got him a direcor's chair with his name on the back. He's really into filming and apparently the theatre in Würzburg will show a movie he participated in creating. Gotta go see that.

Sebastian, the navy captain, has been gone the whole week. So nothing interesting to say there.
Though I did see him at lunch yesterday. He came with his group and I was sitting with Katrin and a friend, and it was really cute. I grinned to him when he walked by, and he glanced around to see whether anybody watched and then winked at me. *L*

The friend sitting with us said if she ever sees me head over heels in love, she'll mark that day in the calendar.
I doubt she'll ever see me head over heels in love, I don't seem to be the person for that.

Katrin's a bit less unmotivated than usual. She even was on time more than once last week.
The problem is, I think she's the person who can't be put under pressure.
I know she can't be motivated by any means known to me. Not money, not praise, not pride in your work.
Which means there is probably nothing I can do.
Oh well.
She's said several times - jokingly - she'd last longer than me in that library anyway. But you know what? Everybody in this whole department loves me (at least more than her) so chances aren't too bad I might stay longer, and she doesn't know that I am very good at bearing any sort of mobbing. I've got a whole lot of practice.
Two can play that game, and she better be careful not to go too far.

I went jogging Wednesday. Apparently, I can run at least five kilometres without a break. That's totally cool. And I found a beautiful spot in the countryside. The weather was lovely and I stood looking down into the valley and had one of these "this is mine!" moments. I need those to reconcile me with the place, so this is good. I'm feeling better about working there now.

Went swimming Thursday, an hour spent in the water actually swimming, which felt really good.

I've noticed that if you are working out - jogging or swimming or in the fitness center, you're not usually regarded as a woman. Okay, I do get some "Hey, that's a girl!" looks, but more of the kind of camaraderie I felt when I went on that bike tour from Prague to Dresden a while ago.

I have a long weekend now.
Monday is Reformation Day, a holiday in Saxony-Anhalt. That doesn't mean nothing to me as I am working in Bavaria, but Tuesday is a holiday there, so I took some of me many hours I worked overtime and use them to take Monday off, meaning I get a four-day weekend. And drive back down on Tuesday when traffic shouldn't be too bad up here.

Tomorrow, we're going to pick up our new dog. Finally!
Then afterwards, I'm going to do some more shopping. The place where I spent so much money last weekend is having a kind of sale, 20 % off everything. So I might get some other stuff I'd like to have.
And afterwards, I'll visit my grandma. Haven't seen her in ages and it's really, really time. I talked to her on the phone today to make sure she is prepared for me coming and doesn't get a heart attack when I show up, and she seemed really eager to talk to anybody that is not my aunt or her family (where she lives). So I'm going to hear a lot of bitching about my aunt. Which doesn't bother me, as I don't care for that woman either.

( and some fanfic thoughts, with spoilers for HBP (are there people who still haven't read it???) )

wooops

I realised I had forgotten the drabble for hp_halloween on the computer at work, and the draft n paper is in my purse which is in Hammelburg, too. Duh!
So I had to rewrite it from memory. It's not the same, but it's 200 words and it's off to ir4tional on time.

I just added verseblack to my flist. *waves*
Welcome to the... well - whatever it is.

And this is yet another call for addresses. Come on, pleeeeeeeeeeeease!
Email me your addresses so I can send you christmas cards.


Gotta go to bed now. If I want to go with the parents to pick up the dog tomorrow, it's breakfast at 7.
Yuck.

I don't sleep until noon, but this? No good.

I snatched a bunch of books from the library. Donations of books we already have, or books we shouldn't have. Which means I brought home a collection of military and history literature.
My brother is now very happy, because there's some politically totally incorrect stuff that should be burnt. But I don't like book burning and I know my brother, so I have little problems giving him a book published by the Wehrmacht as motivational reading for the soldiers.
After all, he's totally not a nazi. He just likes to provoke people into betraying their lack of historical knowledge. Hint: if you ever meet my brother, do not talk about history, especially not 1933-45 or Roman empire, unless you studies this.
We're talking about a person who thinks discussions about the calendar reforms from Ancient Egypt to the Russians are suitable dinner conversations.
Which goes well with my sister.

You know, now that I think about it, there might be a reason I am considered the person of my family with whom it's easiest to get along. At least I don't go around boasting with my superior knowledge in HP fandom and the details of the Dewey Decimal System.

Anyway.
Didn't I say I need to go to bed?

Have a good night, flist!

(And for the Germans, guess the comic series: Gute Nacht da draußen, was immer ihr sein mögt.)

That quote reminds me I'm much older than I usually think I am. Also, I realise that when a new "Kuschelrock" sampler comes out and I find I know the originals to all the cover versions on there. (Kuschelrock is a series of samplers containing lovesongs or songs considered lovesongs because the melody is soft and slow. Popular with German teenage girls, and yes, I have a lot of them.)
Which reminds me: why the heck must Madonna go and cover parts of ABBA songs? If she can't think of anyhting herself anymore, it's probably time to stop.

Okay. Now I'm really going.

See, I'm gone.

Totally.

Not here anymore.

I feel like a rat on drugs.

Wheeeeee, running through the labyrinth.