30.3.08

Fly, Fly! 

And I can't even hope for a plane crash...

Business Trips 

And off to the wide, wide world I go...

28.3.08

Friday the Short 

My chance to get very, very drunk. Shan't be able to do it tomorrow...

27.3.08

Horribly, Horribly Overrated 

Several active dreams packed into one night. At least, that's how I remember it. Maybe it was all one long, complicated dream. Or maybe there were several nights...

I must not stop. I must stay awake this afternoon as well.

25.3.08

Afternoon Tea 

Not taking a nap after work is overrated. Although, if I manage to stay awake for a few more afternoons, maybe I'll feel inclined to fill them with something other than sleep...

24.3.08

Prolonged 

So I've had a three-day weekend. Four, really, since the Friday wasn't much of a work day... And has it met the expectations? No. No sleep, no good dreams, no inspiration to do anything. I suppose I could say I enjoyed feeding myself (the chicken in four-kinds-of-pepper sauce was good, as usual), but the food combined with the lack of good sleep to make me even more sleepy. The weather sucked (there was even snow), so going out wasn't really an option were I even inclined to go out.

In conclusion, this end of a long weekend sees me in a rather cranky and irritated mood. Yay.

Although, I've started writing a letter I need to write... Let's count that as a positive.

23.3.08

Ether 

A note to self... Find out where the bunny comes from.

21.3.08

Equinox+1 

And in the spirit of being a day late... The Equinox celebration!

20.3.08

Flowing Ink 

Continuing with the yesterday's news... Those pens I mentioned arrived yesterday. They're not really what I expected... In a positive sense.

I'm also getting mildly disgusted by my fellow fountain pen users and their snobbishness. Fountain pens are things you write with, for the carrot's sake, not a way of life. They're damn nice things you write with, and they can tell something about the person using them, but they're just things you write with (OK, many of them are jewelry, too). Just like pencils, or rollerballs, or the dreaded ballpoints. They don't make great writers out of the people who use them. They don't give people's writings any sort of special meaning they wouldn't have if written with a ballpoint. For crying out loud... And there are situations where they're outright useless.

Using one single aspect of one's life to define it is bad, mkay?

19.3.08

10k 

Oh, and Speedie passed 10k yesterday. Kind of embarrassing.

18.3.08

Fear is the Mind-Killer 

I think I've had the first glimpse of what it would be like... Of what it will be like when I stop being afraid. I have to find the way.

On a more positive note, after a rather eventful and much delayed journey, my pens (the ones I ordered two months ago) should be arriving tomorrow or on Thursday.

17.3.08

Wha? 

I think I've let the mind float... Floating is good.

12.3.08

Global Warming 

The Croatian branch of the National Geographic Magazine, Ministry of Environment and Several Other Things, and various other organisations decided to draw the public's attention to the problem of global warming by placing a two or three ton ice cube in Zagreb's main square some 10 days ago. The cube's melting was supposed to indicate that, yes, global warming is a problem.

Stupidity of the highest order.

Let's leave aside the fact that a cube of ice left in the open in Zagreb at this time of year would've melted all on its own even 200 years ago. That one is so obvious, I'm going to assume they actually were aware of it. Let's concentrate on the energy instead. How much energy, and let's not lie to ourselves about it, a large part of it came from burned fossil fuels, is needed to freeze two or three tons of water? How much energy is needed, and I'm quite sure all of it came from burned fossil fuels, to transport that ice from wherever it was made to the place where it was put to, well, melt. Not be used to make cocktails or preserve food, no. Just melt. And by melting, warn us about the dire fate which awaits us unless we stop... Wait, wait, this is where it gets funny... Wasting energy which is produced by burning fossil fuels!

I think I don't have anything else to say.

11.3.08

Therapy 

During some random browsing, I came upon a random 'test', and it resulted in an OkCupid.com profile. Shockingly, it's a more serious one than my Myspace profile... Far more. Not as serious than my Last.fm one (see below), but disturbingly so. I've even exchanged messages with a person...

At least I'll be able to tell my shrink I'm doing my therapy homework.

8.3.08

What the... 

Delaying the inevitable can only result in the inevitable happening at the worst possible moment. When the inevitable is related to buying beer, it results in one not having cold beer when one wishes to drink it. I know all this. So why does it happen more often than not?

Does this make more sense than the Bible?

6.3.08

Snows of March 

If I wear a pair of shoes only when there's snow, does that make them snowshoes? I suppose not, but I'll still call them that.

5.3.08

Can't Have It 

I. Need. Neeeeed! A. Pink.

3.3.08

Pensive and Brooding 

Yeah, being emo is stupid. Being a loser just for the sake of being a loser is, well, I know I've used that word already, but it is just stupid. Thinking that being a loser somehow makes you special is the pinnacle of stupidity.

Now, I was going somewhere with this... I know I was. But I got distracted. It's appalling how easily I get distracted... Today? No, not just today. Lately? This isn't going anywhere. Seems to be the general direction of things. But at least I've discovered that balkanise is a word.

Ach, the point... No point. In the end, I decided not to make the one I originaly intended.

2.3.08

Sun & Fresh Air 

I suppose it's worth noting that I've spent an afternoon outside, in company of 'real' people. Did I enjoy it? Good question.