Wordless Wednesday

Hope your day is much better than mine.

a weekend post

Melissa Leo didn't get an Oscar as I hoped. Well, at least she looked gorgeous at the ceremony. Maybe she will be offered more leading roles in the future.

The guys, who are working on my apartment, have finally installed all necessary pipes. They are neatly built into the walls, so they won't be visible under the tiles. The photo to the right shows my bathroom before the pipes have been replaced. That is really cool!

Some of the new pipes are smaller than they should be, so I will have to use them more carefully in the future.

In other news, those blues are on parade again and are difficult to fight back. Even skating on a frosty and sunny day didn't help much.

I have also finished reading a cool novel by D.Baldacci called "Last Man Standing". The novel is packed with action, tough guys and big guns. It was a very good read! Even Dr Gregory House reads his books.

home sweet home, i miss you.

Excitement over annoying my stepfather with girl's stuff is wearing off. I have grown accustomed to Mum's extreme care and don't go crazy anymore when she meets me at the doorsteps: "Hello, honey. How did your day go?"

Nevertheless I still keep to myself, because time on my own is precious after a working day. I walk  the streets, do freelance on my laptop in cafes or blog work on PC at home postponing visits to mum's. I only shower and sleep there, while mum would like me to be around more often. She even promises to buy DSL. That's really nice of you, but... No, thanks my satellite is fine.

Sometimes I stay at *home*. It does not feel like home though, as hot/ cold running water is still off and the fridge does not work. The computer is in the only room of the apartment that is not under reconstruction. Actually all my belongings are now stored in it leaving a tiny square space near the computer.

Besides, I don't have much furniture, so I blog work staying on my knees in front of the screen and look very much like a heathen at the foot of an idol statue.

Good news. The workmen say they will have got the bathroom into shape by the end of the month. *fingers crossed*

ok day

The bad day turned into an okay day yesterday, as I broke a cup, cut a finger, had a headache and watched BBC film "Murder in Rome". The film inspired me to wonder about the purpose of my life, which was definetly not doing the job I'm busy with now. So when the boss reached the office today and officially fired me I kept calm.

This week is officially my last one here. So far so good.

bad day

The boss called yesterday morning from abroad, reprimanded me for not managing the job (Huh? Which job?) and promised to organise a meeting on Monday for a decision to be announced. I got the feeling that the decision would be my dismissal.

So I'm about to leave the so-much-hated job (or shall I say: to be fired). Whatever it is called I may be out in the streets on Monday, which is unpleasant, because the job search I started in November still hasn't yielded any positive result yet. To top it off I got in a traffic accident.

So I 'm off to try a supernew diet and wash sorrow and pity down with good ol' JD.

So much for a promising 2009.