I know, I know...
The thing is, I'm mostly avoiding the computer when I'm at home. And when I'm at work, I'm supposed to be doing... work, you know, the stuff I get paid to do?
Which by the way mostly consist of regurgitating press releases or other tidbits I find while being utterly bored, looking for utterly uninteresting cases to regurgitate.
It's not all that bad, really. Some of the articles I write ARE interesting, but some are really daft too. Keyboards and blu-ray players is about as interesting as watching paint dry. But give me an article about SSD and I'm one happy camper!
Speaking of Camper... I gots myself some shoes the other day. Not Camper, but very similar in style. Italian posh expensive shoes. White Mary-Jane-like types. They were 70% off :D
See, inspired by a very brave colleague at work who had to literally DIG out her wisdom teeth the other week, I finally picked up the phone and called a dentist. It's been two years now... and I've been terrified. As my last one was a bit on the sadistic side. Anyway, they told me to come in that very day and I did.
I'm so proud! And afterwards I felt like I deserved a little prize for being so brave, but I couldn't find anything I needed or remotely wanted. Until the next day, when walking from the bus to work. I pass by a posh-we-demand-an-entrance-fee Italian sho place and saw the MJs on the 70% sales table.
Anyway... I'm not sure being so excited about a pair of shoes is entirely healthy for your psyche. And it sure is a major buddhism FAIL on my behalf.
But then again, I don't have to worry about that, seeing I'm not a buddhist. Hah!
I think that blurb about the shoes proves there's not much going on in my life these days. But then again, I could use some uninteresting months also. During this last year I've gotten two new jobs, bought an apartment and not to mention the engagement, wedding planning and the wedding.
And now I have the feeling our friends are popping out kids left and right. It's kinda scary, having gotten to THAT age, where you know everyone's settling down and reproducing...
And my mother in law asked me how I felt about baptizing kids the other day. I've told her we're not entirely strangers to the idea of someday having a kid, but there's a long way from saying that to walking around like a blimp, hamstering babygros and formula!
And with that question, she opened a can of worms... naturally. *big sigh* Baptism to me is so completely wrong, as I consider it a personal choice. Not to mention I would be a total hypocrit to stand in church, promising to raise the child as a christian. She claims that if we don't the child won't have a confirmation because it'll be too embarrassed to be baptized as an adult.
So? If the child is too embarrassed to do so, is the wish for a confirmation based on a religious belief or the desire for money?
Anyway, following that logic, one should register ones kid for every possible religion that pratices those kind of becoming-an-adult rites.
It just riles me. But then again, I don't have a kid. It's a non-issue. Thank goodness...
Summer is over. The leaves are starting to go yellow and it bugs me. I feel cheated, like I haven't had a proper summer. There weren't many hot, nice summer days this year. But maybe I should be thankful? Seeing I've been working all summer, it would have been a total bummer if the weather was lovely all the time?
Besides, working at home and practicing extremely casual fridays wasn't so bad either. A couple of days I actually did my work on our veranda, in a bikini, doing a feeble attempt at getting a tan while working. Not bad at all.
Well then... I've killed half an hour. Hooray! I hate slow days.


