Gerko's Weblog

Saturday, August 31, 2002

Well, I'm slacking again ... Oh well ... Heh.

So ... recap of what I wanted to write the 23rd : Elise's birthday. I actually had the nerve to phone her. Took a few tries that day because her celluar was turned off, but I got lucky later on ... Talked to her for 5 minutes, 36 seconds ... Well, maybe I should rephrase that into "She talked to me for about 5 minutes", since after I told her "Happy Birthday" and asked how things were, I didn't have too much else to say. She did, though, and told me quite a bit about how things went on and all ... How mobile phones were 'banned' most of the time, how it was really tiring, and sometimes kinda gross, but still all good fun. And how the second week was supposedly more fun and less straining. (Hope that was the case) And how she found a room, and how the housekeeper was a creep ... and probably quite a bit more I don't remember this instant.

( And no, I didn't keep track of that 5:36. The phone did it all by itself ... Shame on me for remembering that for over a week, though ) ... hum

Well .. that was part of that entry .. don't really remember what else was in there ... hum...

Also, I made her some sort of birthday card. Well, I was still working on it that day. Wanted to add some more stuff too, though, on a burned CD and I didn't quite get around to finishing all that that day. To be perfectly honest, it took me till today to put the final touches on it. I'll say that the excuse "She wasn't going to be home untill now anyway" is a valid one, even though it's still an excuse. *hangs head in shame*

I hear she's supposedly home this evening, so I'm semi-anxious now. I know I shouldn't be, but ... meh, can't really help it. So, if I can work up the nerve to call again, and verify she's home, I'll go hop over and bring her her sort-of-card-thingie ...

Otherwise, I suppose I could wait till tomorrow ... Don't really want to, though, so I guess I'll go call now ...

Wednesday, August 28, 2002

Well... finally decided to start writing again.
Took a while...

Well, before I rewrite my last post that blogger messed up oh-so-horribly, (currently writing this in notespad) I'll start on some new stuff or subjects ...

School ... or college ... whatever it's called, it starts again next week. And I don't know who/what/where/why ... nor do I really care. I'm sort-of repeating last year's courses. Or at least, that was the intention. I haven't recieved anything from the school yet, no schedule, whatever. Not sure if I'm registered properly and such, so that's something I supposedly have to figure out and fix. Thing is, I honestly don't care, whatsoever.

I don't want to do this year over again. I'm OK at it, but it's boring, and I think I'm actually becoming intolerant to those electronics. ... I know this is not what I want to do later.

On the other hand, I have no idea what else I'd like to study ... I do not want to go out and start working just like this. Also, I do not want nothing. Yes, that's right. There's nothing I want, and that 'nothing' includes doing nothing, 'cos that'd be one of the worst things to ... do. (hum ?)

'sides, my mom'd kick me out if I'd do 'nothing'. And yeah, I've got my room in the student room ... but if I'm not studying anything, I'll be kicked out of that place pretty soon, too. Heh. So 'nothing' is definatly not an option.

Staying home and getting a job this year ... (and postpone education another year) ... Well ... no, one, because I'm not ready for a full-time job, secondly, because I don't think I could take living here (home-home) anymore. Not that I'm so used to my independance, or whatever ... just that ... I dunno ... it wouldn't be good.

So, I guess I'm stuck with Electromechanics for this year... I mean, it's not too bad, if only I'd know I'd be doing it for something ... I mean, if I finish the first year, I'd get my 'propedeuse' (dutch word, can't find the english one). Which would allow me to go to some university or whatever. Still, that's hardly a goal to strive for if I don't have any plans for it. Heck, ever since "Philosophy" rolled out of some on-line test, it seems like people around me who know I don't want to continue my current education, think I do want to follow philosophy ... And I'd need a 'propedeuse' for that. So that I could simply 'do' this year because it'd allow me to follow my true 'path' or whatever. But I don't know ... It's just an idea, and I really don't think I'd want that, either. So yeah, how about just using this year to orientate myself and try and find out what I do want this year ? ... Well, thing is, I need some sort of motivation to pull me through this year. I don't have any, and I've burned up all my reserves in the past bunch of years, with my headache, and I didn't have a goal back then, either ... So I'm semi-stuck. But, yeah ... I'm just going to do this year ... it'll suck, but I don't really see any less sucky options ...

Now, there's also the money factor. ... I don't know if I reached my quota for government funding last year, really ... (It'd suck a lot if I didn't.) So ... well, there's some insecurity about that. And there's some plans about me getting a side-job the first half-year, because I did practically finish the first semester ... But I don't feel like working, (even though it'd be better than doing 'nothing') maybe because I never had a job before ... and maybe also because I'm still a complete stranger to money. I know what it does, I can give some 'ok' estimates at it's value, but I can't handle it. (No, I'm not spending it all... maybe that's the entire point) ... I never really used money for anything. So, sure, I pay the rent for my student apartment ... well, no, not really. I haven't looked at my bank account for months ... I'm just assuming everything's fine, because I don't care ... So, basicly, money is meaningless to me. I don't see the value of having a job, expressed in money, because I don't really care about money. ... So ... yeah, I guess that's something that's going to have to change, too. There's a lot of things I have to do, although they're all really the same.

Become more 'wordly', shed the innocence. Maybe just "Grow up". Guess I'm a bit late getting into puberty. (19, now) ... Heck, and I thought I'd skipped it. I see myself as pretty much more mature than a lot of other people my age, (and older, and younger, ofcourse) ... but maybe that's just because puberty hasn't come along in it's full glory yet, to turn me into some immature teenager. ... ~sigh~ ... On the other hand, I think that, if it indeed is coming, I'll be able to hang on to myself. I've never changed myself or my appearance to be part of the group, to be respected, to be loved ... And I'll be damned if I start now. I'll retain my innocence, my 'goody-two-shoes' feelings, or whatever you'd like to call it. I'll stay me. But yeah, I could use a dose of 'wordlyness' to aid me coping with this world.

Heck, I'll need that help, unless I can find some shelter, somewhere, to protect me from the big bad world. Thing is ... I don't even want that. Sure, it's scary ... but it's something I have to face.

~sigh~ ... well, here's to nostalgia about carefree childhood.

I don't know how, or where, I'll get the energy/motivation to make this year ... but I'll do it. Just because there's nothing else to do ...

Friday, August 23, 2002

BLOGGER ! BE DAMNED TO HELL !

Argh !!!!! ... I had a long, nice post here ... Good one, too ... nice, with some rants ... and stuff .. and ..... OOOOH ! I hate, hate, hate you right now, you bloody f*cking piece of damned junk ! ... I poured a lot into that message, and it just decides to give an error posting it, and on top of that, it screws up on using the 'back' function, so I can't retrieve any of it either ...

*sigh* ...

maybe I'll see about rewriting this message in a couple of days ... I hope I will, because I said quite a bit here ... but I'm really not up to it now ...

*hangs head* ....

*feels kinda down now* ... no, it's not that bad .. just ... damn you, blogger ... I'm not trusting you, ever, anymore ... just notepad writing from now on. Only copy/pastes for you ... ... bastard ...

Tuesday, August 20, 2002

More archiving problems ...
I'm thinking about just making some hand-made links ...
Although that'd probably mess up some other things ...

Well, the peoples over at winamp.com were nice enough to upload my skin ...
Got a fair, rating too ... not the original full 5 stars that I got 2½ years ago (but was lost in some database, and afterwards reset to 3½ stars for some reason) but a 4½ on average, anyway ...

So go grab it here if you (still) use Winamp 2.x ...
Link over at the left side of the screen should be updated, too ...

Oh yes, and I said I had stuff to write about ... Dunno why I'm not doing it ... maybe later today ...
... Well, oh, alright ... here's a short version, not sure if I'm going to bother with anything more, though ...

• Got a network set up, kinda ... just a parallel port connection. it's kinda slow, and it lags the computer whenever I copy files from one PC to the other.


• So I kind of sorted out all my MP3's ... Hurray ! ... All 191 of 'em ... *hangs head in shame for the low number*


• Who said PC's get faster and better over time ? ... 's real funny, though, the new PC lags a lot more under the parallel port connection ... This one just slows down a bit, the other pretty much screams for mercy under it's strain.


• Elise is gone for another two weeks ... well, just 1½ weeks now, I guess ... but ... anyway .. Egh, I kind of miss her ... as expected, 'course. ... She might not even be home on her birthday next friday ..


• That reminds me, still got to get her something ... she asked for a card and flowers/plants on her blog ... ... hum ... Don't know much about flowers ... anyone got a suggestion ? (heh) ...


• Been talking to quite a bunch of people on-line ... well, not overly much, but .. egh.


• My Sis made me rip another whole batch of songs from a couple of her CD's ... 110 tracks in total, it turned out.


• Was kinda fun watching the difference in 'ripping' speed between these two PC's ... this one was around 3.5 x speed, the new PC ripped at 10x speed at times ...


• I think I like about 25% of those songs ... hate about that amount, too ... pretty indifferent to the other 50% ... still gotta sort all those out, though. But I did get 'em all named properly. ... took some time, too

Sunday, August 18, 2002

Hum ... having some problems getting the Archives to show up as a link ...
GAH ! ...
I'll try and go fix it ...

In other news, there's a few things to tell, I suppose, but ... meh ... I'll get to that later, I guess ...

[edit] wheee ! ... more trying [/edit]
[edit2] This thing is getting on my nervers [/edit2]
[edit3] Oh, looky, it's in their Troubleshooting area ... now lets see if it works now [/edit3]
[edit4] It's better work ! ... if not, I'll ... I'll ... do .... something ! ... yeah, that's right ... I'll do something [/edit4]
[edit5] Hum ... seems like the problem's not exclusive to my blog .. it's a bit unstable all-over, I believe ... [/edit5]
[edit6] Not sure if it works now, really ...[/edit6]

Wednesday, August 14, 2002

Eh-heh-heh ... Oh dear, my sleeping schedule is really, really messed up.

Let me start at yesterday. It was getting semi-late, and I hadn't really had any proper dinner yet. Semi-late pretty soon turned into late, working on my winamp skin (finished now ! Wahoo !), and that soon turned into really-late ... Too late for dinner. Too late for that pizza in the fridge that had to be eaten soonish ... So I decided to try and get some sleep. ... Tried that for about an hour. And it didn't work. So I took a shower, and at about 7 am I felt fresh as whatever ... Spent some time reading Catch-22, decided, "oh, well, what the hell", and make that pizza anyway. Now as breakfast (something I haven't had for weeks) instead of dinner. ... Shortly after that, the tiredness came back though, and decided, around 11 am, to take a short nap on the couch. And suddenly it was half past 5, pm. Whoops !

But anyway, my winamp skin is finally done. PIPBoy 2000 Audio Player V1.3.0 ... Final version for Winamp 2.x

Tuesday, August 13, 2002

Oh, yes, and I'm home-alone, again ... Till sunday, probably.

... And I remember wanting to write about a few more semi-related subjects last night ... but I wouldn't for the life of me know what they were about anymore ... Oh well ...

Started working on my winamp skin again ...

Been over 2 and a half years since I last touched that thing. Made some smallish updates to it now ...
Included an AVS window, and made some other, minor changes ...

Still stumped over what to do to about a few things, but I should be done and ready with it soon. I'll make sure to let you all know where to download it once it gets uploaded somewhere ... (don't have a webpage to upload it to anymore)

Monday, August 12, 2002

Well ... I guess it's about time to write about it ... I mean, I know I've postponed subjects before. And this one's really just a day old or so ... But I wanted to write about it yesterday already. And I tried to. but failed. Furthest I got was writing down some dots with some mumbling .. Think I've let it sink in enough now.

Well, Newsflash : Elise broke up with her boyfriend.

... Well, I'm not jumping with joy ... I certainly am not ...

I mean, in a way, ofcourse I'm not. It's never really that nice to hear about such things, and especially if you really care about one or both of 'em. On the other hand ... I can't help but think that I should, in some egocentric, selfish way, feel somewhat happy about it. Or that some sort of lift would've been lifted from me. But none of that. Then again, her boyfriend never was the 'obstacle' that stood in my//our way. At least I never saw him as such. Now, don't get me wrong. Don't think that I saw their relationship as merely a temporary thing. Heck, if they'd gotten married in some years or so, even then, I would not blame him for anything. "stealing my woman", my ass. She never was mine, probably never will be, and he didn't have anything to do with it. ... ... Egh ... I could continue this, but there's really nothing new to add to this. I've said these things here before, and no use in repeating 'em. I was about ready to describe the situation between me and Elise, again. Go read some earlier posts if you forgot or something ...

Anyway, my blog, my feelings. So let me get started on those. ... Even though I'm not really in the same mood as yesterday. Actually, at this moment, I'm feeling kinda energized. (Sleeping schedule still soooooo horrible f'ed up) ...So sorry if this all doesn't really come out the way it's supposed to be. ... heh ... well, it's draining already ... don't think I just ate any sugar or something that could've caused that ... but ... meh. ...

Oh yes, before trailing off ... again ... I read it on her blog yesterday evening ... and I'm still not really sure how I felt then ... I mean ... I know how it felt, how it still feels when I think about it. (even though not as intense) ... it's heavy. A heavy feeling, bit depressed even. Physically 'heavy', too ... as if skin on the front of my torso just multiplied in weight. From about mid-way around my breast, down to my navel, it feels as if it suddenly got a larger gravitational pull ... All in all, pretty weird, I guess ...

Well, as she said ... ... Well, I'm not really sure if I can explain what she wrote in her blog that well ... I'd copy/paste it if it wasn't in dutch ... so ... uhm ... here it is, shoddely translated into english .... Now just hope she will forgive me mangling her writing ... *g*

[ This afternoon I probably did one of the hardest things in my entire life. I broke up with Huib. For eight months we were boy- & girlfriend, but lately things it didn't went all that well anymore. The moment had come to put an end to it.

For most people this will be a big surprise. Let's leave it at wether this is positive or negative. Some probably had already felt it coming, considering the questions that were asked at certain moments. It isn't a decision that was made from one moment to the other. I had been carrying it around for a while, and Wietske and I have spent two days sorting it all out.

The conclusion was actually inevitable. We broke up as friends and can undoubtedly well spend time in each other's company without pulling out the bats to pound each other's skull in. He remains a nice guy. Just not "my" guy ... ]

Well, there you have it. That pretty much stumped me. After getting past that first ... 'surge' of that weird feeling I already described, and re-reading it some hour later or so, I started wondering wether or not I was part of those 'some' people who had felt it coming.

During our talks, her relationship with Huib was pretty much off-limits. We just didn't talk about that. Nor did we ever talk all that much about my feelings for her. (I guess she gets a fair dosage of that reading my blog, though) Pretty much because, as I'm sure you understand, it's a pretty uncomfortable subject between us. So we tend to avoid it.

Well, at least, it's a somewhat uncomfortable subject for me. It's been one of those things I've been meaning to ask her. How she handles it. If she minds whenever I hint at loving her during our MSN chats, if she can take it as a compliment, or if she feels guilty about it. She once said she was afraid of hurting me. So if hurting me would hurt her, it'd hurt me even more. So I tried to stay clear of it as much as possible, not having to put her in a situation to hurt herself by hurting me. Well, that, or I'm just a wuss and afraid of being hurt myself.

Some time ago, though, the subject concerning their relationship had popped into my mind. And it'd gotten a some more pressing lately. I'm not exactly why I wanted to ask it. Conscious reasons would be that she didn't mention him that often on her blog. Something I certainly would do if I had a girlfriend. (Just look at how much I'm writing down about Elise already... Sheesh ... Then again, I guess it's easier to write a lot about unrequited love than writing a lot about a steady relationship.) Because she 'never' mentioned him in our talks. But it was more of an overal feeling that I had to ask why she didn't write about him as much than that it was an intellectual question. Why I didn't ask ? ... Well, I look up. But then again, maybe I was afraid of the anwser, too. As I said, she said she was afraid of hurting me. And she knows I read her blog pretty reguarly. Maybe that she avoided that subject as rigourously as I did. Even though I had made her promise me that she would not refrain from doing things because of me. If that had been the case, I would have had to remind her of that promise.

I should've known better though. And I just should've asked it. It had been really pressing me to ask about it, and I knew, no, felt there was something with it. Without really a good basis for feeling that. And, as I've said before, I can be a real wuss. So every time we talked on-line, I convieniently forgot, or chickened out.

Skipping back some bit, when first reading the news, I was also, somewhere, afraid that I might've had something to do with the break-up. Because of the "I'm afraid to hurt you"-thing. But it didn't really last that long. My first urge was to contact that friend and make her assure me it didn't have anything to do with me. Didn't really have the opertunity to talk to her about it untill earlier today, at which time that fear had pretty much vanished completely. Again, I should've known better. She's too smart to let some guy 'half-way-across-the-street' mess up a perfectly good relationship.

... At least, that's my version. Haven't heard her version quite just yet, because she's away for the rest of the week. Heh, she sure knowns how to give out some news and then skip town for a week. (Unrelated, by the way) ... I just hope I'm right.

Dang, I'm going to miss talking to her. But I'll manage.

Again, skipping back, talking about weird feelings in advance based on 'nothing' ... I felt pretty weird saturday-sunday night ... had trouble sleeping, again, (as more-or-less expected since my schedule's still f'ed up) and I felt pretty weird overall ... Didn't really pay that much attention to it, though. But it was, kinda, the same 'strangeness' that I felt (still feel) about the break-up ... And, even more so, looking back to late november last year, I remember having a major depression the day before they they got together. (after which I spent a week semi-depressed with an genuine smile on my face) ... course, it doesn't have to mean anything ... it's not like I never feel strange when I can't sleep, nor is was it too strange that I was depressed back in november, because I did know she was having a date that day. ... still kinda weird, though.

All in all, as a conclusion, I am now, consciously, going to trust my feelings some more. I'd already known they were pretty trustworthy ... but .. egh, I'm too timid, too passive to act on 'em as most of the time. I intend to change that. Just open up some more. I already started that quite some time ago, though ... still, it's been going way slow, and I'm not there yet. Not even close.

Sunday, August 11, 2002

Decided to start reading Catch-22 again. It's a gooooooood book.

Just gave a glance over today's TV guide ... Seems like one of those movies I had taped (currently in Elise's possesion) is on tonight. The Remains of the Day is imho, one of the kindest love stories I ever saw ...

So for any other dutchies reading this, go watch it, if you like that kind of movies. (Check your own TV-guide, I don't really feel like writing out some sypnosis, or whatever.)

Uhm ... I'm guessing that's it for now ...

Saturday, August 10, 2002

Oh looky, looks like I can't sleep ...

I mean, I tried ! ... I really did ...

*sigh ... I'll go try again ...

I did something stupid this evening ... not that I learned from my mistake, 'cos I'm currently in the process of repeating it.

I drink too much ... well, maybe not too much overall, but at least I'm capable of drinking too much in too short a time on occasion. And that's what I did this evening ... (Ofcourse, I'm talking about drinking water, here ... ) Drank about 2 litres of the non-carbonated tap water in under 30 minutes. And that was just a little bit too much for my stomach to take, so I started feeling pretty nauseated. And it even actually hurt for a while, too. That was a couple of hours ago ... and now, at this very moment, I'm on my way to litre #3, and might make #4 if someone doesn't stop me before long ...

In other news, I'm kinda paranoid about the first comment posted two entries below. I'm not familiar with the nickname "The Explorer", and well, I dunno, it's just kinda weird getting comments from random strangers ... Maybe it's not really a random stranger though, just someone using different name. And if I'm to believe the MS-DOS funtion tracert, the IP's from The Netherlands ... (my own country ... ). *shrugs*

*starts humming the X-files theme*

Also, Elise was troubled by writer's block this evening ... I know how irritating not being able to write anything down can be. Here's to hoping that she'll be past it by tomorrow.

... Oops, and that was 4 litres ...

Friday, August 09, 2002

As a last little side note before finally getting some sleep, I'm going to have to remind myself that I have to write a letter to June. She more-or-less made me promise it, and the poor girl's cut off from the internet for a couple months now. Writing that letter (and I'm no good at letters) is the least I could do.

Egh ... I'm kinda tired.

Before I continue on those subjects I wanted to write down about 24 hours ago, I'll go rant some about today (thursday). Didn't get to write that much earlier today because I haven't been on-line from 3 to 11 pm ... spent some time with a real-life friend ... Yeah, I have those, amazing, no ? ... Was a more-or-less unexpected visit, and he invited me over for dinner, too. Had some fun. Played a bit of video games here, and I got some views, and almost completed the tutorial, of WarCraft III. Looks like a good game. Talked about some things as well, and that's about it.

Also, my family's back again. So I'm not home-alone anymore. *shrugs* ... They're not too overly happy with the current PC set-up, as expected, but ... Meh =P

So, to start with the first subject I wanted to write down, it's one I've been meaning to write down for a month or so, but first popped into my mind a few months before that already. I have no idea why I haven't written it down before, because ... well, there's nothing too much about it. ... right, well, writing about how I wanted to write this down before but couldn't this is probably not doing any good. Except to get your curiosity up, which I isn't exactly needed all that much .. Yet, still I'm writing this intro, because of whatever reason I don't even wanna know. Maybe because I think I might not even be able to write it down, even though, as I said, it's nothing too great or important and ... [Gerko, quit stalling] ... Oh, yes, right.

My youngest sister is getting awfully big. Well, I mean, I dunno. She turned 10 years old little over two weeks ago. And yet, ofcourse, she's still so small ... a whole lot bigger than 4 years ago or whatever ... but ... Anyway, she's young .. real young ... And suddenly, a couple of months ago, I just realized that she is about the same age that Elise was when I first fell in love with her. ... I'm pretty sure she was still only 9 years old back then ... (although I could be off by one year. I don't exactly have that great a grasp of time) ... Now, before you start calling me a pedophile for falling in love with a 9 year old, remember that I was just 10 myself. ... So young, the both of us, really ... And yet, it doesn't feel as if I was all that young, or that she was. I don't know. Or I just don't know what to say about it ... just that ... ... Well, how you experience the age you're at yourself is somewhat screwy. That, or the other way around, that we judge people by age while not taking into account how you felt when you were that age. As if you simply forget. I think that might be closer to the truth ... You just forget to apply those memories when dealing with people significantly younger than yourself. 'Course, everyone's got their own memories and experiences, and they certainly aren't always compatible or appliable. And yeah, there's the overly famous "When I was your age ... " blah blah blah, but that one doesn't really count. That's different. ... I'm having some problems writing it down exactly into words, but I hope you can understand what I'm getting at.

But anyway, before this train of thought spins out of control, what I meant was that now, for the first time in those over 8 years, I realized how young we both were.
And I can't really help but feel a bit weird about it ...

[ Interlude : BLOGGER, YOU SUCK ! had to type everything below over again. ]

... Heh, now that I'm talking about Elise anyway, she came over yesterday evening (wednesday, I don't care what blogger says about it being friday) and we watched a movie. I'd invited her over because I still had four tapes laying around I find worth watching. Took some time for us to make up our mind about which one to watch, though. I'm horrible at making decisions, and if I'm to believe her, she's not that not really any better at it. After some 5 minutes of 'not caring' about what to watch, we decided upon As Good As It Gets, with Jack Nicholson. She'd seen part of it before, but because something had gone wrong while taping it, she'd only seen the first half of it. And seeing half a movie isn't really all that fun. Especially if it's the first half. So we watched that one.

After the movie, we exchanged 'gifts'. She gave me Imajica back, and I returned two small (dutch) books to her, along with the other 3 tapes we didn't watch, and my copy of Lord of the Rings. Now this might not sound like a fair trade, but I'll get my stuff back someday, and let's not forget the microwavable popcorn she had brought along. We didn't make any use of it because she had just had dinner. And we didn't think about it for the rest of the evening because of my genius of cutting out all the commercials on the tape. She insisted I keep it though. So now I'm saving it untill next time she drops by for a movie, or untill november 2003, the expiration date. Even though it's likely to be hijacked by one of my siblings in the nearer future.

... That was probably the closest thing to a 'date' I've ever had, and I'm guessing it will be the closest thing to that I'll ever have with her. Yeah, I know it's silly, stupid and whatnot, but I don't think I can really give up on her, or that little shimmering of hope that "maybe, someday". Not untill she's wearing someone else's wedding ring, or I find stumble upon someone else. ... I love her, and if that means deluding myself with that tiny shred of hope, then so be it ...

Please note that when I said "closest thing to a date", I meant "not even close". If a 'date' would be two points touching each other, and 'not really a date' would be two points about a meter apart, then in this situation the distance between those two points would be interplanetary =P

But, as I said before, we're friends. And beyond all my stupidity of not letting go of my love for her, I'm glad we are friends. And she's a great one.

After she left, I suddenly felt a bit queasy. But before I had let the thought that I might be lovesick get into my head, I realized my stomach was upset because I hadn't really had dinner yet. A problem easily fixed.

Dammit ! ... just lost half of my entry ...

GAH ! .. stupid blogger !

Thursday, August 08, 2002

... Uh ... guess I'll write this tomorrow ...

(I'd better ! ... gimme a holler if there's nothing new here by the time friday rolls by)

*repeats same apology as last time*

Again, not-posting ... But I'm not going to feel bad about it, because that will only stop me from writing at all.

So anyway, here it is, my first real entry since I got back from Czech ... Don't really know what I have to tell you all, though ... nothing all too much happened ... although some things ... but don't really think they're all that interesting ... or at least, I don't have any enthusiasm about writing things down about it ...

OK : In short :

• I'm home alone at the moment. Rest of the family came home and left the next day again, leaving me all by myself. They'll be back thursday night.
• I brought my PC from my student-home here.
• I took the PC from here downstairs, and installed it there, on the dinner table, in the middle of the living room. Did the same with the other (newer, better) PC.
• I attempted to set up a network between 'em. Status : failed, horribly : no cables, at all. Will get some, 'soonish' * ...
• Haven't been eating too well. Or just not that much. I don't know. Just not hungry. Mom's probably going to have a fit when she finds out tomorrow, but I don't really care. It's not, as she tends to fear, about being depressed or whatever. I've been in a pretty good mood.
• My dad called me yesterday ... multiple times, even, about re-establishing communication ... You know, lemme expand on this one ...