Gah!

It happened again!
As I was walking to the train station, I met a woman. She was walking on the other side if the road, and as we were passing each other she raised her hand and waived to me. I am so sure that I have never seen her before, and I am starting to believe that I am suffering from heavy amnesia as a stress consequence.

Kill Your Darlings

I just gave up one of my most profound principles. The Floppy, of which I spoke with such great warmth and love just a couple of posts ago. The more I've observed it and used it, the more unsure I feel. I have realised that Floppy's can become worn out, which in a very logic manner, this particular Floppy will, at some most inconvenient occasion. In agony I've started to use my USB-memory instead, I know I am a bad person. To my defense I have to explain that it is not a USB memory as such, it is actually my mp3-player, but it takes 512MB so there is lots of space left for my thesis copies. Well, just wanted to declare this for anyone interested.

Yesterday was World Intellectual Property Day which I, because of my obsession with copyright, had prepared to celebrate since I first heard of it. Unfortunately I was pretty much alone planning this. I heard the Patent and Registration Office held one-hour lectures in its honor, but only for certain Universities to which my University did not belong. Except for this, there was nothing... Last night I dreamed about huge news bills in one of the national newspapers, but when I woke up I remembered... No one gave a damn about it. According to reliable sources, even UK ditched this important day. So... I stayed home writing on my thesis and sewing up the hems on my trousers (they never come in my size, my legs are too short), walking the dog and such. I also signed a trial subscription for a daily newspaper, just because I felt sorry for myself. It will be my first very own morning newspaper. I am planning to save them for the rest of my life, collecting them in piles and making textile cases for them so that I can sit on them. They will make great trendy (in the sense that I am starting up a trend on my own) furniture when I am not reading them.

Social Incompetence

Some days ago something weird happened. I walk to the train station mostly every day, it takes about 20 minutes and occasionally I've seen this woman walking in front of me. Seems she has the same morning walk routine. One morning she suddenly turned around saying hello to me. She looked pretty much like a friend's mum, but not entirely. Maybe she had loose some weight, and after all it was not as if she was walking next to me, I thought and said hello to answer. Then some mornings after that she actually waited for me to catch up and started to talk asking what I was doing now and what I was studying. It turned out she was not my friend's mum, unless she had gone through a very convincing plastic surgery. A more socially competent person would probably manage to ask her who she was in a very appropriate manner. But I just couldn't because I did not know what to say or even how to say it. So, I politely answered her questions, asking her about her occupation, and then we said goodbye as our paths separated. Still, I have no idea who she was and I haven't seen her ever since, and she did sound as if she knew me somehow.

And this morning I literary ran into a friend as I was walking towards the train (which was late because some other train had hit a horse or something), reacting by pure reflex sort of (or actually) punshing him in his stomach. I have to improve my social skills, this won't fly...

On Death and Making a Great Impression

I am a terrible person. In fact, a sort of mass murderer. Last night I was driving home in the rain, the black road was glistering from the water. Then, all the sudden I saw something small brown-greyish (I was not speeding but anything lying around on a road would look like that in normal speed) disappearing under the bonnet. And then another one, and another one and then loads of them leaping and crawling around as I realised they were frogs and toads escaping from the flooded ditch. You wouldn't actually dodge them in 90 km/h, however, you would hardly aim at them and I decided to do something in between. It was quite horrible, because whenever I managed to turn a little bit in order to spare the life of toad X I would normally end toad Y's instead. That is why I feel like a bad person today, but at the same time I am quite happy they were not reindeers or mooses. I am thinking of honouring their memory today by some sort of ceremony, but then on the other hand, they are only frogs and toads right? Right?

As we speak of death and such, my tutor has for a long time been convinced that the Land Baron and I are setting up our own funeral agency business. Of course, this is nothing but totally untrue and merely a result of my dear friend's occupation of bad ideas. It makes me a little bit stressed as I am eager to make a great impression on the person that will mark my thesis. Therefore my first instinct told me to be as polite and professional as possible presenting the suggestion: "Call me if you die". However, I decided (on balance) not to. I wonder what is worst when you're trying to make a good impression on someone, saying that you are setting up a funeral agency business, or saying that your friend has this vision and that you're inclined to toy with the idea but has to reconsider the name "Pushing up the Daisies Ltd."

Some general points...

Today, it has been snowing. I can't say I hate it, but I feel it is a little bit annoying. Other things qualifying for annoying are: nightmares about being strangled by a giant black and green snake, heart spasms in the morning, loose-fit jeans do not come in black and unexpected questions like: -Is that a dog poo on your foot? -Did you left the stove on? -May I sit in your lap? And so on... I'm just saying... In other news, today they (whoever 'they' are) have finished cleaning the school yard from all the gravel left after the snow. It looks very clean and nice. The paradox about gravel that is spread out on ice and snow for the purpose of preventing slipperiness, is that it gets even more slippery than ice once it has melted away. This will not become any more exciting.