personal ramblings

The time has come. The end of November is nigh, the beginning of December approaching in fast steps.

And we all know what December means: The full awakening of the Christmas Spirit! Christmas decorations popping up left and right, adorning the streets of Vienna. Punschstände filling empty squares, the warm glow of fresh bakery filling the nostrils.

Aaand then there’s the ugly stuff. I’ve already experienced the first wave of weirdo customers who seemingly loose their control and go apeshit on us, and believe me.. it’ll get worse. >_> Crazy last minute wishes, (”It’s the last saturday before christmas, what do you mean you can’t ship my shiny glorious iPhone out in time!? THIS IS CUSTOMER SERVICE, WHAT THE FRACK AM I PAYING YOU FOR!?”), crazy last minute explaining (”What? What is so weird about complaining about my bill on Christmas Eve?”).. crazy, just crazy (ok, there may be a bit of exaggeration on my part, but the craziness does tend to come).

And don’t get me started on the christmas shopping part. D: I haven’t gone into that particular battle yet, but alas my friends.. I must. :( But until I shall be lost in the rows of warriors, I have to. Do something. Perhaps figuring out what to gift people. o.O

I’m sick. Not that kind of sick where you pack a day’s supply of tissue paper and head to work, pushing the mute button to spare your customer from getting blown or coughed in their ears, but the kind of sick where one sits around, all miserable, and just wishes one would drop sideways and die.

First time ever since I’ve been working at the company (good one and a half years now :D ) that I’m getting sick leave. How the hell do I explain to the doctor that I don’t want any prescriptions because I have an entire cupboard filled with medication, but still need the sickness leave? :D Ah, perhaps I’ll keep the prescription. Drugs are always good.

Long story short. I’m sick, I feel miserable, I just want to curl up and die, and right now, bed sounds like a damn good idea. Which leads me to the question: What the hell am I still doing here? Oh yes. CURSING VISTA YOU GODDAMN SONOFABITCH.

.. Feeling marginally better now.

Life is good at the moment. At least what I consider good. I’ve sucessfully managed to enter the physics courses which are mandatory and hard to get into, and once they’re over – no more physics (ok, not quite, but the biggest and most tedious chunk is over). There are a few exams ahead of me, one’s I ought to start learning for. But my oh so cruel muse has hired an army of ankle-biting plot bunnies and won’t leave me alone until I scribble stuff into my little black book (on a sidenote: moleskine is made of awesome). At least the knowledge that I do not suffer alone in this makes be feel a bit better.

Work is.. well, there. There’s some meeting today, no idea what’s bound to come, but I have to admit that I’m not really looking forward to it. (Speaking of which: I’m actually not really allowed to be here, so if anyone asks.. you haven’t seen me *waves hand*)

Concerning the Weather (because it’s no real entry if I don’t talk about the weather), I’m quite pleased right now. We get days of sunshine and warmth, yesterday I was able to keep the window open until I went to bed. We still get rain from time to time, but that’s april for you. I’m just happy that spring finally seems to have arrive. Go spring!

Yeah. Back to work, it is then. 45 minutes to go (until the meeting, that is. But I’m off after the meeting).

Well, well, well, looong post due to update this baby.

Hello world, how art thou?

I’m sitting at work right now, sunlight shining through the window and onto my face, and I feel fine. This week I had the morning shifts, beginning around 7am, but on the upside I get to leave around midday and have the rest of the day to myself.

On the university front, I managed to pass not only one, but two exams on monday. And most of all, those two were the dreaded physics exams. I swear, I was so relieved when I heard I’d passed, I didn’t even care (ok, maybe a little) that I didn’t get that good of a mark, but hell. Passed is passed.

The stack of laundry is growing by each day, I should really, really go washing today. It’s probably going to take me three turns to get the laundry done, but hey! Finally new clothes to wear. Clean clothes.

Right now, this very moment? I am content (.. despite the asshats on the phone. :D ).

Sending all my love to the west. <3

It’s a not so lovely saturday morning, the skies are grey, the temperatures low, and I’m sitting at work. Which is quite boring, actually, because noone is calling (what else would people do on a saturday morning? Most probably not call the Service Team of their cell phone provider). I got my hands on the Constantine Storm novels Wraeththu, but getting my brain into gear to read such complexity at half past nine, in the morning, is too exhausting. Perhaps I should play solitaire. Or spider solitaire.

I just wish winter would come, I am sick of this cold, wet weather. I don’t like cold and wet. Not at all. If it snows, it’s just a little wet, but then again not really wet because the snow flakes don’t melt that easily when you’re outside.

I don’t sound as if I’m making any sense. Could be because I got up at 6:20 (IN THE MORNING! ON A SATURDAY! AFTER A HOLIDAY!) and just had three sips of coffee before I had to rush to the tram station. And it was still dark when I left. I really don’t like leaving my flat when it’s dark.

Oh bugger.