Okay … the reworking of the blog is done – for now. I’m sorta itching for a new theme… maybe in a few days. I’ll see, and I guess you will I made my themes sidebar widget-aware and then “replaced” it with a bunch of widgets. After I was rather disappointed, cuz it seemed I couldn’t do what I wanted. But some playing around and some “rumfummeln” made it possible. I’m actually rather proud about myself for that. Only … problem is … I think I’ll have to re-tag all my entries to move away from the categories to tags. Seems to be a lotta work… Not looking forward to that.
I won’t be able to get myself awake for when I had planned on it. This means I might actually be awakened by a phone call. This is bad and good. Bad, cuz it means I ain’t gonna get much done of what I have to get done. Good, cuz it’s very likely that I’ll love the voice waking me. It’s been way too long.

Just finished the last cigarette I had at home, which pisses me off. In two respects, which are contradictory. Either because I didn’t buy more, or … cuz I feel a craving for it. I really don’t want it anymore, but can’t help myself. Once again it’s sort of a stress issue.

I’m confused … my sis¹ said some things which sort of sound plausible, but they don’t track with my personal observations. I just sometimes don’t get, why you do, what you do² . I’ve come up against this question before, but the ensuing questions and answers weren’t really satisfying. Ah well … either we’ll re-visit the subject or not. I’ll let myself be surprised.

I fired off a message 26 hours and 10 minutes ago, which has yet to produce any reaction in any way, shape or form. I’m extremely disappointed in someone. I know the content wasn’t exactly friendly, but … it was true. It’s sort of funny how some people ask you to be truthful and then can’t live with the truth. Which might explain my reluctance to speak my full mind frequently. But hey, since I know you don’t read my blog anymore … I guess this a completely wasted paragraph.

My bloody back hurts. My knees are acting up again. My shoulder hurts. Not the muscle, this time, but like the joint itself. And I didn’t even shoulder any doors or so lately. I really need to take up a sport. Preferably some form of martial art.

Well, enough bad vibrations.

I … went … and … spent some money today. I am now the proud owner of NCIS Seasons 1.1, 1.2 and 2.1! Thats half of what’s currently available, which makes me happy! Started watching them (again) and even set aside my ER for it …

One (rather typical) dialog:

X: Well you’re wrong
G: I try so hard not to be wrong, don’t I, Kate?
K: You’re very conscientious in that regard, Gibbs.
[...] (4 or 5 sentences back and forth)
X: Are you insinuating [...]
G: I try so hard not to insinuate, don’t I, Kate?
K: You rarely insinuate, Gibbs.

I desperately need to build some playlists for my Pod … I got like … 319 songs on there, but end up listening to about 30 or so … That’s a serious waste, ain’t it?

And I just can’t wait for when it’s … well … whatever time it’s gonna be when I next hear you. Hurry time along, will ya?

Ah well … off to sleep. I’m told, time passes faster when you’re asleep. Max’ll prolly have … his nose flattened tonight. *winks* But he told me he don’t mind.