personal ramblings

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.