First entry to blog roll

And the winner is “Purple Plus” – a paramedic from London as far as I understood[1]. Read his posts. They are really delightful!

Best wishes from Germany, you made my day!

[1] I was wrong. (12/15/08)



As long as snow keeps falling and I don’t have people around me, I am quite happy. Else I am heavily dpressed.

Shortcuts from the last few days:

  • I saw somebody driving sheep around in the back of his very old vw golf
  • Someone came and asked me, if I could fix his permissions to run a file on a unix system – nothing to fix, just had to tell them to run then script not the folder.

Dance in the snow!

That’s exactly what I want to do right now! Actually I can’t because I have to work. (Presentation next week. *panic*)

Since Friday night it has been snowing almost constantly. Sometimes stronger sometimes weaker. So even within the city we have a snow everywhere. I hope temperatures stay low, so the snow won’t melt.

Next weekend all christmas markets start, so 10-15cm snow would be perfect then! (No worries, I’d be content with more, too!) I’ll keep up hope!

Today sucks

I honestly hope today will not end as it started.

This morning I overslept – which generally makes today a bad day for me. But in the two hours between my alarm clock going off and me waking up I had a dream which really brought me down. I was in Japan, hurrying to my dojo. I was a little late, so after I had dressed I started looking for my bogu. The dojo was very full, everybody I got to know during my one year stint at this dojo was there. And they started training and I just could not find my bogu. Well, during my time in Japan one of the dojos senseis had borrowed me bogu as I couldn’t bring my own. So finally I realized, I already returned it and I wondered, why I returned it so early as I was still in Japan. Then I woke up to find myself in Germany instead.

Now I am suffering from wanderlust, the only thing I want to do right now is to sit down some where and cry – or take the next plane back to Japan, which is simply impossible. Damn it.

Well, according to my plans for today I do not see much light at the end of the tunnel. Some friends are coming to my apartment and I will cook and then the plan is to play some poker. First thing: I am not exactly somebody who loves games and second thing: my ex is coming and I cannot tell him to stay away, as he is friends with my friends, too. And I did not organize the evening. But even if I did, I would have had to invite my ex, as I do not want to force my friends to choose.


My friend and I talked about the latest charity campaigns in our city’s shopping areas and all those who go from door to door and try to talk you into paying for whatever – really. We are all students, so our financial situation is not exactly overwhelmingly good. (Still good enough – don’t worry.)

Those peoples answer on “sorry I am a student I can’t afford that” is normally “but many students have signed up, it can’t be that expensive.” First thing’s first: yeah, you probably met all those, that get 2000€ a month shoved up their south pole because daddy doesn’t know what to do with all his money. Continue reading

Data security

Data security has to be improved. Yep, I’ll go with that, even if I don’t know exactly what triggered the new improvement ideas for data security. But I’m always fine with improved data security.

My supervisor wanted to show me the wiki page explaining the necessary steps. Guess what?

403 Forbidden

Of course you can also secure data by not giving it to your colleagues! 😀

Made my day!

Things not to say 2

Well I did it again… bad me.

The Order of Malta Ambulance Corps (thanks to wikipedia) is currently doing heavy ‘advertisment’ in the city. It’s grossly annoying! People try to talk you into becoming a supporter of the Order – which means mostly, they want you to pay a monthly fee. So christmas time is coming, charity is coming. I really hate it. (Not the Red Cross/Order of Malta Ambulance Corps/Médecins Sans Frontières/etc… but that they always come round in November and December)

So, I had serveral run-ins with those nice Maltese Corp People. Mostly not to strange, because at least they learned to go away, if one says ‘no thanks’. But after being addressed seven or eight times today, I kind of answered different.

They always started with: “Do you have some time to … (talk about whatever)?” First thought: Jehovas Witnesses on an undercover mission? (Do you have some time to chat about god? – Oh, he just went home! – Heathen!) So lets see:

Guy: Do you have some time to…
Me: Yes, but I don’t want to.
Guy: *confused* But, but
Me: O.O *blush* *hurry away*

Original was German of course, and at least on my side more colloquial:
Er: Hätten sie eventuell ein wenig Zeit?
Ich: Ja, aber keinen Bock.
Er: *verwirrt* Aber, aber sowas …

I know, he wanted to say I should not say things like this, but actually from time to time I do. Time to buy more soap. Rose soap is becoming my favourite… 😀

Actually there was one strange thing: First encounter this year, I am walking by their information stand. One must know, I am female, wearing a long skirt, a women’s winter jacket, I have long hair, bound to a pony tail. And one young women at this information stand tries to talk to me: “Excuse me Mam, ehm sorry, excuse me sir!” I was highly confused. I thought it was quite obvious that I am not male. My roommate gave me chocolate and told me, it was all my fault for being an engineer. Pfft. Maybe I should subscribe, so next year their whatever you call those people are at least trained in very basic human biology.