10 days to go

As I mentioned a couple of weeks ago I quit my job.
I'll finish with university some time in the summer - depending on when I wanna take on Austrian beaurocracy and so I thought it was time to get myself a "real" job.
I work 3 days a week now, which was ok as long as I was still studying but now it just doesn't work out for me anymore. Also, I'd like to force some change into my career path.
Anyway...
While I waited for the tram today I started calculating how often I will have to go to work before I'm done and I found out that I still have 10 days including today.
How awesome is that!
I can't wait to walk out of this building for the last time...

tummy ache

while I told gf to go shut her eyes for a while I'm keeping watch over Sammy who needs to be fed every two 1/2 hours because he doesn't do it himself. He doesn't because there's something not quite alright with his bowels and being a bunny this can be lethal because he needs to eat to keep his digestion going at all times.
We went to see a doctor tonight and came home around midnight and are now waiting that his state will be better.
we fed him once by now and I can't even begin to tell you what a mess it was. I had his food in my hair and in my ear and all over my clothes and everywhere else. But he ate all he got bravely, which give me hope because it shows that he is hungry but wants to eat. Good sign.
Now, he's curious again when someone comes to check on him and he seemed interested in the hay that we left him in his temp cage with. If he started eating by himself it would be the best thing that could happen. We're going to see the doctor again tomorrow morning to do another x-ray to see if the situation has improved...let's keep our fingers crossed.

update

I haven't blogged in ages and I'm sorry for that...BUT I have a new laptop now and things are gonna get better, I promise.

After LG successfully ended her job search, I will soon begin mine and I'm kind of dreading it already.
I haven't really started to research yet but what I really wanna do is near to impossible because such an industry does not exist in Austria and I predict it never will. So what's left is to find a decent paying job to save some money for moving out of here...(and buy some nice goodies before that...)

But before all of that starts I still have to recruit someone new for my position. I've had to recruit people before but it was for jobs where I didn't expect a perfect CV and letters and the like...this time around I'm looking for someone really good. You wouldn't believe the applications I received. Gf and I looked at them together and we really had a great laugh!
So on Friday I'm meeting two hopefuls. Keep your fingers crossed that one of them is as good as I want her to be, then I can finally quit this damn job here...

I can sleep again

After being spoiled yesterday by Sarah Warn about what happens in the current issue of Buffy, I went from mad at Sarah to curious to excited to half-crazy, because I could not get the issue anywhere.
Being spoiled already I went to various blogs and and read opinions on what happened and how it does make sense although it might look sooo wrong at first. And surprisingly, it does. Who'da thunk?

This morning I booted the computer even before I made myself something for breakfast and got myself the issue (I hate time zones and always having to wait for the west to wake up) After some technical difficulties I can now say that this issue brilliant (kudos to Drew Goddard) and not only because of what happens but also because of how it is written. I could virtually hear the original actors' voices when reading it. I love me some good dialog!

Now, I am calm and as balanced as I was before (meaning not much) and I can sleep again.
Who knew that I'd get so edgy over a comic book...

We shall work late because we have to write something...

I can't say that I like my job especially much. Not anymore. It used to be fun for a while, but like all student jobs, it grew boring, exhausting or both.
When I came to work this morning I was surprised to see that there was not so much going on and that I'd probably be able to leave on time or maybe even earlier...then my boss called.

Now I'm drowned in work. NO, no work. Little errand phone calls and internet searches for his friends and other people he knows.
He even asked me if I could stay a bit longer today because he had this lunch date and would be at work right after that and we will have to write some sort of letter or two. I used to find it fun when he used words like "we" when referring to something I would have to do.

So I'll be sitting here like an errand boy waiting for my bosses return from lunch so that I can write these applications of some sort for a friend of his, who apparently has no money to afford an errand boy for himself.

I hate work on days like this.

the mystery form of Brussels

imagine that:
You're at work, you mind your own business, typing peacefully. The dull work makes you a bit unnerved but other than that nothing happens. Then, the telephone rings. It's your boss.
He asks if you could do him the favor of finding something online.
"Just google "form" and "brussels", and you'll find the form I need. if you have it could you fax it to the bank. I'm at the _insert bank name here_, just fax the form through."

That's what happened to me today. Does my boss seriously think that if I type in those things I will find him a form that is called A4 and provided by some part of the way to bueaucratized EU by googling brussels and form? Does he seriously think that I KNOW what he is talking about when he says, "you know the one form that Prof. _insert name here_ said was at the homepage of Brussles"
Brussels obviously is his synonym for EU.
I'm talking about my boss, who has worked his ass off all his life to be where he is now, a rich and ignorant white guy who can make everything happen to his favor, because he knows the right people.
But seriously, seriously! What was he thinking with that one?
Later he described the form to me (reading, was he holding it in his hands I wonder?) "This says, form A4 and on the bottom of the page it is marked 101".
WTF???

I still don't know which form they actually needed there at the bank.

patriotisms

if you ask me to sing any national anthem that I ever might have heard somewhere, I will probably ask you how much you drank. I really just know fragments of the o canada and the star spangled banner, I even can't remember God save the queen or la marseillaise. Not even my own hymns (the national and the one of my federal home state) will come to me properly.
But as of late my head developed this strange kind of habit to play these anthems - with lyrics. I don't know where they come from and don't ask me to recite them, they are in there somewhere, buried deep but not deep enough.
this can get quite distracting when focusing on reading the news and "and the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air" starts off in my head. or reading something about a prison and "O Canada, we stand on guard for thee" fills my head.
Sometimes, this phenomenon starts untriggered and I walk down the street to a cheery version of "Fé chiúnas chaomh na hoiche ar seol, Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann". That's the irish one, btw.
I don't really know how that happens or when it will stop. If nothing else it's amusing and diverse, so who am I to complain.
the conclusion I draw from this is probably: I like the German anthem much more than the Austrian one...but then again, they stole it from us...

addendum + Question of the day

problems are cowards...

I just heard that my gran has a 8 cm/3.1 inch gallstone floating about in her body that once operated will be given to university for its remarkable size, so students can see a really big stone.
also the operation will be with audience of a whole class because of its special circumstances...
does any of the doctors care about how the patient feels?

go back to start!

hurray!
after sorting through 9 GB of porn on Monday, I came to work to day thinking that it can't get worse.
It seems I'll never learn, no matter how old I get, that it can always get worse. So I'm back at filing the illegal stuff, from the probably legally bought stuff and sorting out the things that will put the guy behind bars.
oh, and in between I'm trying to get visa for the russians again.

and the strange thing is...I acutally like my jobs on days that are not like this week. i wonder if someone brainwashed me...

I guess I'll need a good work out today. probably punching in walls.

Jippppiiiieee

I'm gonna get a rabbit. I'm gonna get a rabbit...
Finally, gf and I decided to have two cute and perfectly fuffy pets.
We didn't go buy them or the equipment yet, but we agreed on having two dwarf rabbits.
Feel free to comment on possible names. We have some ideas but input is always very nice.

Now, I've been checking the web almost all morning for hints and tips and tricks to make the little ones happy and keep them healthy. I guess, only now I realize that I REALLY wanted to have them...

I'll keep you posted on how the "rabbit hunt" is coming along. After all we wanna have two that really fit.

The sofa has landed

I won't comment on the fight with gf yesterday because it's just too stupid.
Instead I have story about IKEA.
Usually IKEA is fun. Sometimes they entertain me to tears.
On saturday we bought ektorp, a white and very comfortable sofa that is also a bed, nice. It was ok to get it onto my dad's tiny trailer, also getting it out of there wasn't the greatest problem...
So the couch held by two people is standing on the street not quite on the sidewalk, two meters tall waiting to be carried into our living room, but noone can. We tried to heave it, but we couldn't. We had gotten it all the way from one end of the town to another but now we were gonna fail the last few meters. We were already calling up the traditionally stronger male friends we knew, who all had good reasons not to get out of the house and help us. With a bit of help from a neighbor we finally managed to get it into the second floor. Everything was fine again. but this is an old story that you maybe read in my last posting with less details due to exhaustion.
We are still talking about an IKEA product so of course something was missing. A small cover/cap thing that keeps the feet of the bed - that our sofa can be if needed - from scratching our wooden floor.
I decided to call IKEA today and have them send something like that over. haha.
I called and the nice lady on the receiver told me to bring back the ektorp for them to see that something is missing (even if I would bring it back, could I not just leave the "missing" part at home?) and not to forget the receit. so that's when I started to laugh. I had thought that this might happen, but I didn't really believe it until it did.
I kindly (or maybe not so kindly) asked her if she missed any of her marbles lately and if she could please just send such a cover/cap thingie over. She said that this wasn't policy (reeeaaallly?) and that I at least would need to bring the receit.
After telling her that she had the very same receit in her computer and she would just have to look it up I canceled the conversation and asked her to put me through to a person at storage. She managed to do that and the guy who talked to me then kindly asked if I had been so unlucky as to call the useless customer service girl. He told me he'd go up to the shop and get the thing off one of their sofas and have it sent to me in no time. I talked to the woman for about 10 minutes and I talked to the storage guy for about 2.
Now here's the prize question: Does IKEA work efficently?

stupidity

ok, the heat is killing, but is that a reason to leave your brains at the door?
yesterday, gf and I had to fight with approx. 800 people and tell them in a friendly way that they are stupid. at some point we were not so friendly anymore.
we are helping out at opernwerkstatt and tell people where they are seated. we are vets, but this year the seating was changed after the tickets were sold - great! juuust great!
and now people who don't find their seats don't come and ask, no that would mean good thinking, they randomly take seats that don't belong to them and then refuse to be helped to their actual seats arguing that they KNOW that they don't exist. Well, I'm not sure but I'm paid (not much but still) to know each and every seat in the audience and they tell me that their seats are non-existent??? How can people be so dumb. At the premier and on sunday people were able to wait until told where they have to go. yesterday, they were just plain stupid and stubborn.

and now after about 30 minutes on hold at the teletip shop I'm beginning to think of suing them...

1:14

so i had my presentation today and it marks the beginning of a series of things i gotta do. one down 14 to go. and i'm not talking about reading 20 pages and summing them up. I'm talking real essays here. with 30-40 pages each and the respective research to do. i'm talking exams and i'm talking drafts and outlines for the essays...ugh. i don't wanna think about all that anymore. too little time for too much to do.
wish me luck.

people, who needs people?

gf often uses that phrase, and I'm borrowing it today.
never again, am I gonna work in a team with a person I already know a little but not good. When i'm in a team with foreigners it's usually not a problem, cuz no one really dares to do nothing concering a group work, plus there's a 50 % chance of people being motivated or not. when I know people really well, then I usually know if I wanna work with them or not and I can act accordingly. but if i know people only a little and have never worked with them it almost always goes wrong and I'm the stupid doing all the work dishing free credit for the rest of the group.

in this case everything's gonna change, if I don't hear from my so called partner today she's out of the "group" and i really don't care. f*** her.
whatever happened to honesty. cuz had she told me that she'll be running late with all the work she's supposed to do, I could've done mine even a little earlier and have everything ready in time just in case she chickens out. grrr.

I came home early from work today.
And on the way it occured to me. the new Tori Amos album should delivered today. and being home early I'll even have time to listen to the album. Cuz when it didn't arrive on friday I was very much pissed off, cuz I would have had time to listen on the weekend but no time today...
but this doesn't matter anymore because the album DID NOT arrive today either...
I officially hate amazon now and i used to really like it cuz they keep their delivery dates. kept.
crap.

mirror, mirror on the wall...

who is the most unnerved of all.

I really am quite pissed off by all of this complication. I can be complicated myself maybe that's why I'm so pissed off, but this time it just wasn't my fault or within my powers and being a control freak I'm positive that this is what bothered me the most. I couldn't control the situation and I never can with her. The only problem is: that neither do I trust her enough to let her handle the sit nor do I like that it's me giving in after she was irresponsible. again.

I. hate. that. a. lot.