When I wrote this post, I knew water would cause problems in my tiny apartment, I just knew it. Two weeks ago I was doing my laundry and don’t ask why but I went to the hall where the washing machine is, and to my shock I saw it was running with its door open and some wet clothes were lying on the floor. There was water in the machine, why didn’t it pour out? Was that the moving the bucket full of water fast effect (so it resists gravity and stays in the bucket)?

I’ve been hearing for a while a ticking sound, I thought that it was the kind of sound you hear in an old house. Until I found a wet spot in my kitchen, turns out my boiler is leaking the amount of a tall glass of water a week.

Last couple of weeks it has been raining way too much, my ceiling has what I shall now call “watermarks”. Look:

Lovely isn’t it, trust me irl it looks far worse.

Last Friday after I took a shower, I was getting dressed and I heard someone coming up the stairs, it was gay guy. He knocked on my door and I told him that I was getting dressed, I just had a shower. He replied “Yeah I noticed that you took a shower” I immediately asked him if my shower leaked, he said yes. I told him to give me a minute and then I’ll come downstairs. When I went to his apartment he told me that this wasn’t the first time the shower leaked it also happened with the tenant before me, and it wasn’t exactly funny that while he was sitting on his couch watching a movie he felt water drops on his head.  Yes, it leaked that bad.

Leave it up to me to find a total shithole to live in. Maybe it’s finally time that I should learn how to swim…

Hi folks, I had a lot to write about but, all of a sudden someone got smart and changed their password. Too bad for this person it didn’t help…I’m online again! Hey, I like to be on an ADSL 2 connection, you can’t blame me can you??

While I was at busy getting online again I noticed something that pissed me off. See, I went through this whole list of connections and I found a connection called “virus” which was password protected. For the noobz I can see you thinking yes and….But hold on, the idea of calling your network “virus” is to scare people off your OPEN NETWORK so you don’t have to password protect because the name should work as a deterrent!

So if someone calls his network “virus” and password protect he is a jerk who wants to look like a 1337 H4xor but is actually a n00b. It’s basically the same as saying that you pwn at HALO because you play Campaign a lot on Heroic which is like saying that you are good in bed because you masturbate a lot. You get my grip? And you can understand that this attitude will give you grief at one point.

Let’s just say that one of your neighbours gets so pissed of at this false display at 1337 H4x0rzn3s that they decide to teach you a thing or two about pretending while you don’t know shit. How would it be for this faker to wake up in the morning and find out that his network is renamed “V1RUS” and he can’t acces it. (Who is the 1337 H4x0r now bitch!) Don’t tell me it’s mean, it’s a good way of learning that you should keep your big fucking mouth shut if you don’t know what you are talking about. Plus the peepz at the helpdesk will be pissing their pants with laughter if he explains that his secured network called “virus” has been hacked into and renamed “V1R4S” and he can’t access it. They know exactly what happened and why it happened, I’m pretty sure this will brighten their week, yes working at a helpdesk can be that shitty.

Let’s just say if I were to do such a thing, I would rename the password to “YOUR MOM”. Not that I would do such a thing of course, this entire post is hypothetic. Really I’m a good girl, I would never waste almost all Saturday and Sunday accomplishing this because that would be really pathetic don’t you think?

Last week I started a new project, the self inflicted pressure is so great, that I had a headache every day of the week. This project is in the profession I want to work in and I haven’t worked in it for almost over a year. One of the reasons I got this job is because an Executive Director of the client wants to get in my pants, real bad. I guess it’s one way to get a career.

Tomorrow I’ll have a kind of review about my first week, meaning they’ll decide if they want me on this project or not, I know it’s quick but given the highly confidential stuff and high stakes I’ll be dealing with, it’s understandable. The thing is, I excel at what I do, as a client you want me to do this for you TRUST ME. What I’m worried about though is the Executive Director, he basically forced me down the throat of the manager, who has a final say in whether he wants me in his team or not. To spice things up, I’m going to be dealing with the Executive Director within two weeks (he is “moving” to “my” deparment) and this Executive Director will become the boss of my boss his boss (you still following?). Politics – how tiresome.

I’ve been lying in bed all weekend listening to the radio which was all about Obama’s healthcare plan and how it will affect generation Y. It prompted me to write this poem. I do apologize for this crap in advance.

Y me?

Class of 2008,

ain’t doing great.

Y

me?

Class of 2009,

ain’t doing fine.

Y

me?

There is no spine,

only able to shine.

Y

me?

Finally maturing in the crunch,

without money for a Subway’s lunch.

Y

me?

Where is the ”CHANGE”?

Healthcare = Wealthcare.

Last Sunday I was lying in bed, ill. Yesterday, Baby – Dell arrived back home and I spent a day filled with frustration. I didn’t manage to get EB4 installed, so yes I am currently running Ubuntu.  Don’t you dare laugh, just don’t. The Broadcom issue which requires a wired connection, I solved by connecting Baby – Dell to my recently acquired Nokia E72 (). Yes, I know none of the providers in this country allows you to use your mobile phone as a modem, but they can go fuck themselves. And quite frankly, I don’t have a contract with any provider whatsoever, so they can’t kick me off even though I use their internet. And yes people, I paid full fucking price for the Nokia E72.

You know how I always moan about how Americans can’t write books and can’t read them either? Besides making games (HALO) Americans also know how to make series! Today I watched the first 9 episodes of Damages atm I’m acquiring the first 4 episodes of season 2. To acquire this I am using a normal wifi internet connetion (i.e. not my Nokia E72 as a modem). You know what they say right? If you can spell Linux you can get access to all protected wifi networks in your neighborhood. Luckily for me, Linux is rather easy to spell. Not that I would do something like that *coughs aircrack-ng *coughs. I’m a decent girl, if I can put down a couple of hundred dollars for a Nokia E72 I surely can pay for a cheap internet connection, right?

I know this BLOG has evolved into something else than when it started out, but if you for one second think that I’ve forgotten about HALO you’re wrong. This is the first thing someone sees when they enter my tiny apartment.

I love it how people turn around and look at me when they see my HALO shrine. Notice how there is no place for HALO Wars on the top shelf!

Someone is a Robert Goddard fan. It does give me a pang of guilt to have my books placed under my game collection…But in my defence I have re read all those books (except The Lord of The Ring crap, somehow people think that when you are reader who prefers British writers you’ll love fairytales like LOTR, well I don’t. I gave up on page 25 of the first book .) which I can’t say of most of the games I owned, hell I haven’t finished most of them as you can see here.