barely fatal

I’ve just spent half an hour sitting on the toilet, watching my (empty) washing machine doing its thing. No water, not a single drop. I had cleaned the filter (which was more or less clean anyway) and checked the hoses. Nothing. You see me puzzled. I guess I’ll try again when I have laundry to do.

My dad and his GPS aka sat nav. He doesn’t trust it, because after nearly 40 years of accident-free driving you trust your own skills and not some modern gadget to find the right route to your destination. The problem is, those things need you to trust them – that’s the principle they are based on. If you miss a turn or an exit it will guide you back or suggest an alternative route. That also works when there’s a closed road. If you trust it. If not, it’s merely a small expensive annoying street map.

Trust your GPS!

PS.
Live free or Die Hard – yes, yes. Yes. Trust your Bruce, too.

PPS.
Have a happy New Year’s Eve (and a happy new year subsequently, duh)!

So it’s over again. Let me briefly summarize my ordeal: Christmas 2007.

It all starts with my washing machine blowing up. Okay, it did not exactly blow up, but there is a lot of water in my bathroom, I can tell you. I can merely mop up the worst of the mess, then I have to hurry to the train station. The train is 30 minutes late, and it’s freezing cold, of course.

Next day, Sunday morning, I wake up with a bad headache. Like a zombie, I walk into the bathroom. Instantly my nose starts to bleed. I get it stopped, then my glasses break. Well, the frame cracks, irreparably. Five minutes and some magic with scotch tape later, I sit at the breakfast table, considering to skip the whole Christmas business.

Now, five days later, I’m happy that I didn’t. Got some nice presents, including a Dilbert calender, socks (yep), books and Blade Runner – The Final Cut. I had tons of great food (thanks, Mom!), and we even found the time to visit the quite famous miniature world “Miniatur Wunderland” in Hamburg.

Oh, and I have new glasses, and I’m seriously considering to get contact lenses again. The train I sit in and where I write this is 20 minutes late, yeah, but somehow that can’t scare me.

As it appears to me my neighbours are in the process of moving out. Oh yeah.

Update: The answer to the question is NO. *Sigh*

Yes, but only a short one. On Friday, we had our company Christmas party. It was a lot of fun, and I was amongst the last people leaving. To bad it was darn loud again and my voice was scarcely audible the next day after all the screaming. My colleagues need some tequila training, and I’m also quite out of shape. University days are long gone.

Last week before Christmas. Can’t say that I’m not looking forward to it, it’s just I still have so much to do. I wrapped all the presents this weekend, I really enjoy doing that, always have. I’m a perfectionist in that area, too.

Played some CoD4 multiplayer, slowly getting somewhere, though still below my targeted skill level. Level 37 now.

Have any of you seen The Golden Compass? I read the books earlier this year, very atheistic. That makes it interesting, although the story as a whole didn’t really convince me. If the movie is any good, I might go and watch it, I mean it has Nicole Kidman as Mrs. Coulter – for some this may be a reason to avoid it, but I think she’s be perfect for the role.

Look at the time … bed’s calling.