Spring? No wait, winter! NO! Spring!

I'm still here. Sporadically posting from the whirlwind that is my life at the moment.
Sometimes I have the feeling my life is a car and I'm being dragged by a cable behind it. On a skateboard or something, I can't picture myself running after a car to be honest, and the bum burns I would get from being dragged would be very painful, so let's say I'm on a skateboard behind a car and it's kind of scary, but by now I've already done 24 miles on it and I'm not just scared but also thrilled. But I am no way in control of the car that is my life, it's just rolling on with me hanging behind it. Right now the car is closing in on a crossroad, and it's not sure in which direction to go. On my little skateboard, that's a very frustrating situation, because either way I will be flung along it, maybe with a little curve out on the side of the car, maybe I'll be flung into something or someone else hanging behind their car and... why am I talking of cars anyway? I should be writing applications and my analysis of dada Marcel Duchamp and his bachelorette, but my brain is in a panicky state that makes it hard to think straight. It's kind of therapeutic to rant about it. Me and General Rants, we're good buddies, you know. And the more I write, the less insane I feel. I'm sure we all have days like these, were we go "Huh? Was that my car doing that U-turn?" and we feel like we've tumbled off our skateboards and we're running as fast as we can to catch up, but to no avail.

Skateboards are dumb anyway. Bruises and broken bones. Don't need those. I bump into enough stuff at work as it is.

At least I've come to terms with loosing Pinky. I know we did everything we could, and reading up on similar cases online showed me that there wasn't much hope for her in the first place in that situation. Very bad luck, but it does happen. Small animals handle critical illnesses worse than larger animals, very much the same as a fever is more serious to a baby than an adult. Pinkst will always have a special place in our hearts.

But speaking of making up your mind, the weather here is also confused. The last couple of weeks have been sunny and warm, but on saturday? 15cm of snow! And now it's back to the spring-ish stuff again. *shakes her head* Make up your mind already, it's enough having one of us confused!

In a month's time I will have finished my last assignment and I will officially be done with my bachelor degree. It's time to get serious. I need work, and I need it very soon. We also want to finally buy our own apartment and move out of this one. Spidey-season is upon us again and this year it seems worse than last year. Frikkin big hairy things! --------------------- this is the actual size of them. I found one in the sink today and poured the rest of my hot coffee over it. I can handle tiny ones, the --- ones that you can squish without squealing, but those large ones? The ones that really crunch when you squish them? Oh my goodness... I feel the very primal urge to scream and run away, and I have to calm myself down after disposing of them because I freak out so much. And how come they love the sink so much anyway? It's a very bad spidey place to be, because I usually have hot stuff to pour when I get anyway near it. I'm offering you a temporary deal, spideys, you can stay as long as you stay out of my sight, my food, my bed and my clothes, and not to mention, off my body. As long as these conditions are met, you can stay as long as you like.

I still would like to move out though. And get a new TV. Our old one is acting funny, AGAIN, and we suspect it won't last long. The Piglet that is me is of course terrified it will catch on fire, and would have chucked it out immediately if it hadn't been for the fact that we can't afford a new one. Along with the microwave that went poof the other day, there's also the vacuumer that is being lazy and making a louder noise than usual when working, and the Poshmobile that has new antics every day. She now has new brakes all around, because the old ones were crap, but that meant even more expenses in a short period of time that has seen enough expenses already, really.

Bah. All the bumps in the road. Skateboards are bad with bumps. Well, better keep hanging on then.