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Blog description
For my dear friends far far away... a diary of my wonderful life in the lovely country of Croatia.

Explanation to all who wonder why this blog is in English:
my dear friends, to whom I write this instead of e-mails, are not Croatian. They’re from all over the world. So, I write in English, which all of my friends, whether Croatian, or Japanese, of French, or Mexican, can understand.

Links
Noriko's Web Page
Gabi's Work in Progress

Forgot my e-m@il?

The last movie I've seen...
I can't seem to find the time to go see a movie. Or the will. Or the money :).


Alexander the Great

Horrible, horrible movie. Don't go and see it is my honest advice.



The Chronicles of Riddick

What can I say? Vin Diesel. If this were the worst movie in the history of movie making, I’d still love it. But it was quite good, actually. Sort of like Conan in space, but with a much, much hotter guy in the main role. Vin Diesel. Ah, he could make a movie about him walking around in an empty room for two hours doing nothing and I’d think it was the movie of the year :). (oh, and this stays here until I see a new movie with Vinnie boy :)))

The book(s) I'm reading these days...
Right now I've got the new Terry Pratchett - "Monstrus Regiment". It's too serious for a Discworld book so far.

Damn useful!
Don't know what to do with your time? The Internet is a great source of fun and knowledge!

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Hyperdictionary - the better to understand the English language. Has a dream dictionary too. Great page.

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Internet Archive - "Universal access to human knowledge" - come here and learn something!

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Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia - the link says it all

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Sci-Tech Today - latest news from science and technology

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Internet Movie Database - any movie, any time. On your desk at your disposal.

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Bored.com - Bored? Click away!

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28.02.2005., ponedjeljak

Well, the weekend has passed. Back to Zagreb.
Honeybunny and I went to Istria this weekend, and it was lovely.

I really miss nature here. As I wrote somewhere before, the whole city is the same color – gray. True, there are some green parts, but insufficient.

And there is no sea.

All of you who live by the sea can, I think, feel what I feel.
When you are raised in a city by the sea, you get used to it, and it's like air –you don't realize how important it is until it's gone. It’s like seeing colors – you take it for granted.
But when you leave it and live where there is no sea… You miss it. You can’t believe it’s gone.

I feel that if I just keep walking I’ll find the sea behind the next row of houses.
It’s just over the hill, it’s here somewhere, I just can’t see it yet. Maybe if I walk a little farther…

You can feel the pull of the sea calling you home.
I know that’s what a lot of my people feel when they move to the continent – a longing for the sea.
And the moment you go back, and you catch the first glimpse of those big blue beautiful waters you fell content somehow. Happy. Just to see it, just because it’s there. Eternal. Ever-changing.

So, I leave you with a picture I took on my holyday and a song, one of my favorites, about the sea.




Somewhere beyond the sea
Somewhere waiting for me
My lover stands on golden sands
And watches the ships that go sailing

Somewhere beyond the sea
He's watching for me
If I could fly like birds on high
Then straight to his arms I'd go sailing

It's far beyond a star,
it's near beyond the moon
I know beyond a doubt
My heart will lead me there soon

We'll meet beyond the shore
We'll kiss just as before

Happy we'll be beyond the sea
And never again I'll go sailing


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27.02.2005., nedjelja




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26.02.2005., subota





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25.02.2005., petak

I could spend months just thinking about how I feel about you.
Do I love you, or worship you, or adore you? A little bit of both, and more, those feelings all together make up this enormous emotion that is so hard to understand, and even harder to express.
I loved you from the moment I saw you.
No, I loved you before I saw you, I loved you in my dreams more than you can imagine.
I loved you then, and even more when I met you.
I never did think I would meet you, then. I thought you were just the most beautiful dream I dreamed.
But when our eyes met, that day, and I saw that you truly exist, here, on the same planet with me, I gave you my heart without realizing.
When our eyes met I drowned myself in those deep blue pools of light; I was lost to the world, I knew no time, no space, I knew nothing around me.
And every time since then you’ve had the same effect on me. Nothing else matters when you’re beside me. I care for nothing and no one except you. It’s like we’re in this little bubble of our own time and space… our own private universe… close to this one but very, very far away… and in that universe my love for you is eternal, never-ending, unflinching, true, always.
This distance, this insecurity is killing me.
I know not what is happening with you now.
You might as well not exist anymore.
I might as well have dreamed us.
What are your dreams?
Am I in them?
Who’s making you laugh?
Who’s making you cry? (tell me, I’ll beat the crap out of them :) )
Are anybody’s hands touching you in the way I do? I’m hoping not, but you never know.
I miss you.
I pretend I don’t, in front of the whole world I pretend it really doesn’t matter you’re so far away, but I do, I miss you, I miss you like hell.
I miss you eating chocolate on the couch :).
I miss our computer talk… it seems we never talked about anything else :).
I miss your eyes, your mouth, those hands that held me as if you’ll never let me go.
It hurts being so far from you.
Everything seems brighter when you’re around.

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Kasnonoćno stihoklepanje (late-night poem-manufacturing):

When the window shutters
Shiver in the night
When the ghosts of your past are coming out
When the Moon is hiding
Nowhere to be seen
When you wish your life was but a dream
Snuggle tight
Around the bottle
Through the night
‘cause alcohol will keep you warm
Until the dawn…

When you lover’s kisses
Seem to lose their glow
When it seems that lies is all you’re told
When you think tomorrow
Can bring you no joy
When you feel like someone’s toy
Grab hold tight
To the bottle
Through the night
‘cause good whiskey will make it all seem
like a very bad dream.

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24.02.2005., četvrtak

Today I was coming back from the shop, with a spring in my step, walking happily, humming “Morning has broken” off key, and with extreme enthusiasm I stepped in a pile of – dog shit.

That was the highlight of my day.



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Yesterday the cat made a new friend. At least, I think she made a friend, it could be they're just silent enemies. You never know with cats.

She ran out the door into the hallway and my neighbor was out of his apartment, so he saw me holding the cat and talking to her: “Bad kitty! That’s a bad kitty! Why did you run out?” And we started talking, he says he’s got a cat too, let’s introduce them. So we did. They first thing the cats did when they saw each other was to frantically try to turn their eyes away from the other one while taking out their claws to show they mean business :). So cute :).

I’ve found that the easiest way to start a conversation with someone you’ve just met is to talk about your pets. Everyone either has, or has had, pets. And everyone can talk about their pets for hours, like their pet is the most amazing creature on Earth (which, for the owner, it is. of course. MY cat is the most amazing creature :) trust me).
So, next time when you don’t know what to talk about with someone, start talking about pets.

I had such a great idea for a blog last night, but it leaked out of my mind while I was sleeping.
I think it was more on the topic of responsibility, but nevermind.

My dear friend Koke has opened up her blog, I’m wishing her a warm welcome to Blogosphere :).
Visit her at “La vita e bella?”. All non-Croatians, don’t bother (unless you’re trying to learn our lovely language :)), you won’t understand a thing :).


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23.02.2005., srijeda

I've just seen that anyone surfing my blog with Internet Explorer sees a very fucked up layout, due to the humongous image of “Insignificance”.

All I can say is, get Firefox. Or Opera. Get something normal for Christ’s sake!

Oh well, I’ve corrected it, if only because I like things to look nice on my page.

So, with what should I torture you today?
I’ve had some lovely dreams I don’t remember.
I’ve got homework. Dear God, homework. I’m getting close to thirty (gasp!) and I’ve got homework. Like elementary school all over again.

I’m beginning to think that going back to school so soon wasn’t one of my best ideas. I feel… confined. Trapped. Boxed up. I have this obligation to fulfill whether I like it or not. Why did I say yes? Because I thought it will bring me something good in the future. It would be a nice thing to see on my resume. Bla bla bla. I was being sensible.

I’m finding out that what I most want to be is – free. Free to do whatever I want. Free to move to the other side of the world if I wish to.
But I’m not free, I have… responsibilities.

Responsibility

1. [n] the social force that binds you to your obligations and the courses of action demanded by that force; "every right implies a responsibility; every opportunity, an obligation; every possession, a duty"- John D.Rockefeller Jr
2. [n] a form of trustworthiness; the trait of being answerable to someone for something or being responsible for one's conduct; "he holds a position of great responsibility"


Don’t you just hate that? Being responsible? Being a responsible and well-behaved adult? With obligations and duties and … (where is that throw-up smily when you need one?) ... responsibilities?

Wouldn’t you just love to strip off your clothes and go running naked in the rain with no thoughts of what tomorrow may bring?

Just once?

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22.02.2005., utorak

I've broken off Lent.

To Hell with it!

Life may have no point, but it sure has chocolate :)))


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See what I mean :))) ?



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I really should not be allowed to do nothing.

Because when I do nothing I start to think.

And when I start to think, I inevitably end up considering, sooner or later, the eternal unanswered questions of life and death, us vs. time and space.

And then I unavoidably end up depressed.

Because, when you think about it, human life is just a nanosecond in time, and our lives don’t present anything significant in the universe as a whole. Whatever we do, whatever noble or horrible acts we commit, the universe doesn’t give a fuck. If we all die out, the Earth would still continue. We’re not important and we don’t matter.

This is where for a lot of people religion comes in. We do matter, because God created us and we are his children; he cares about us always. We are not insignificant; we have a higher purpose given to us by God. What that purpose is we don’t know, but we’re bound to find out eventually.

But take God out of this equation, take away the concepts of Heaven and Hell, reward and punishment for good/bad behavior, and what are we? Irrelevant little mammals a bit more intelligent than monkeys.

And then I start wondering…
Does it matter if I get out of bed this morning? Does it matter if I don’t do the things I’m supposed to do? Who cares if I look at the potential apartments today or tomorrow? What difference does it make if I summarize some rules tonight instead of this morning? Does it really matter if I pass my diving exam in three weeks instead of two? What’s the rush? Where’s the deadline? What’s the life-threatening emergency?
So, since I don’t believe in the conventional image of God, or in Heaven and Hell, furthermore I’m not sure anything exists after death other than complete unimaginable nothingness, you can see how this ends up depressing me. I cannot say to myself: “You make a difference.” Because I know I don’t.

And then I say to myself – you’re spending way too much time alone; any human being faced with the insignificance of his own existence will go crazy very soon, so whether you’re irrelevant or not stop thinking about it, just go out, get drunk, and forget all about it.

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21.02.2005., ponedjeljak

Snow has fallen. Again.
I'm getting sick of it.
I need new shoes.
I need a new life.
One where I have a lot of money.

Don’t we all?

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20.02.2005., nedjelja

Ô Mort, vieux capitaine, il est temps ! levons l'ancre!
Ce pays nous ennuie, ô Mort ! Appareillons!
Si le ciel et la mer sont noirs comme de l'encre,
Nos coeurs que tu connais sont remplis de rayons!

Verse-nous ton poison pour qu'il nous réconforte!
Nous voulons, tant ce feu nous brűle le cerveau,
Plonger au fond du gouffre, Enfer ou Ciel, qu'importe?
Au fond de l'Inconnu pour trouver du nouveau!


C.B. "Le Voyage"
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19.02.2005., subota

It seems that there are happy viruses running around the Web again, since I went to download an update for my AVG antivirus, and it's 4MB large! Jesus, I can't remember when was the last time it was that big. It's still downloading.

I hate having dial-up. But maybe that's for the better, since if I had a flat rate high speed Internet, I would become one with the computer. Fused together. The fist cyborg ever. There will be wires sticking out of my head :))).

Honeybunny’s home again. I seem to lose my writing inspiration when honeybunny’s home.
My mind becomes as blank as the background I’m writing on. I want to write about a thousand things, but I can’t seem to concentrate.
Honeybunny, you have a de-concentrating effect on me :))).

Oh well, since I cannot find my thoughts anywhere, I’ll go be a good housewife (OH GOD!!!) and do some washing up (OH GOD!!!).

Hope you are all doing something more interesting than housework!
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18.02.2005., petak

Man, I'm pretty :)


It's another horrible morning; the view through my window hasn't gotten any better, the cat is annoying again and I feel incredibly lazy.
I hate the view through my window. When you grow up in one of the greenest parts of town, and play in your own and your neighbor’s gardens, it’s very hard to get used to gray buildings all around you. It’s just so… depressing. I can see one tree out there. One. One tree and fifteen gray or grayish buildings. It sucks.

Great start of the day.
I say start since I woke up at noon because I was watching old episodes of Star Trek until, oh, three, four in the morning.

It's surprising how quickly I get switched over to night mode. I am a night person, I function much better after five in the afternoon, and never, ever function good in the morning. The most horrible thing to me is the idea I have to get up early. Say about 6, or even 7 am. My whole body is made to function later. I don’t have an appetite in the morning. I cannot think clearly in the morning. It takes me ages to get used to getting up early.
It takes me exactly a day to go back to staying up until the dawn. I get the best ideas around midnight. Everything I ever did, college work or work in general, I always got praised for the work I did around 1 am.

So, I think I can safely say, there are two kinds of people – those who can get up early, and those who can stay up late.

My mother can’t sleep after 6am. She always gets up, even if she has nothing to do. My dad can’t get up before 8 am earliest. To him waking up earlier that that is impossible (it’s safe to guess which one I resemble more :))).
One of the happier times I had was working a graveyard shift at our resort. That was heaven, I finally found a job I can do with pleasure – during the night and with as little human contact as possible.

I said I’ll do a recap of my adventures and a sort of “what I learned from concert planning” story (like first graders homework, oh my :))).
I’ll tell you what I learned – I’m no good at human contact. I’m no good at conversations. I’m great at planning, seeing the big and the small picture, I’m great at getting ideas how we can make something better, I’m great at delegating and I’m quite good at listening. I’m no good at conversing.
I can stay up late and make little excel sheets with plans and numbers, but I’m just no damn good at sitting on the phone and getting what I want from people. I don’t have those skills to befriend someone in five minutes. I have no idea how to do something like that.
I really am a true introvert.

Oh, look at this post, it’s just me, me, me :))). I begin to sound like Johnny Bravo :). hey there sexy mamma :).
Well, I guess today is all about me :).

So, enough about me, let’s talk about me some more :).
I am thinking I have to find a job that has something to do with planning and managing. Anybody got some kind of a job like that to offer me? I’d be really good at it :).

Tiamat

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17.02.2005., četvrtak

Just give it up...



Mind over matter…
Mind over matter…
Mind over matter…

That's what I've been chanting to myself for the past week.
It's Lent. For those of you who don’t know what Lent is:

Definition: [n] a period of 40 weekdays from Ash Wednesday to Holy Saturday


You give up something for Lent if you’re a Catholic. So, I gave up – sweets. All kinds of sweets, from candy to cakes.

I NEED SUGAR!

I suppose it will be better for me not to eat sweets for forty days, and if Jesus could live for forty days in a desert on bread and water I can survive without candy…. bla, bla, bla… But I’m getting such incredible cravings.
All I can think about is chocolate, pancakes, candied fruit, baklava… I even dreamed last night (among other things - right after my cousin having a fight with her father and before the blond guy that killed his cheating wife) that I was happily eating a “međimurska gibanica” (if you ever had it, you’ll know why I dreamed it!).

Do you think it will get easier as time goes by?
I fear every day that I will not hold out till the end.

And it’s not that I want to hold out because I want to be a good Christian. I want to hold out to prove to myself I still have some self-control left, and that my mind is indeed the master of my body.
But, damn, the body is demanding!!!

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16.02.2005., srijeda

Nothing can rival that feeling in the morning, when you’ve just woken up and you’re stretching in bed with last night’s dreams still fresh in mind, lazily contemplating the shadows on the ceiling, knowing you don’t have to get up for the world.

It’s beautiful, that feeling of calmness and peace when you know your day is your own and you can do with it as you please. You can get up when you want or not get up at all. It’s all up to you - no kids, no husband, no family, no job, no obligations whatsoever. You want to stretch that moment of piece and quite for as long as you can, for eternity, because you know it is so rare, like a diamond in muck. You want to take that moment of serenity and keep it out of time, for yourself, forever.

I loved this morning. Although I knew it couldn’t last, perhaps because I knew it couldn’t last, I loved it. After the exertion of work the last few weeks, the running around, trying to do everything right, I needed just such a morning as this.

It’s strange how different my honeybunny and I are in some things – he can’t understand the joy of doing nothing.
But it isn’t the doing nothing part that is appealing, it’s the contemplating while doing nothing that is. Contemplating… everything. The loveliness of the morning. The joy of being alive. Breakfast. Symbolic meanings of dream visions. Showering over taking a bath. Why only our male neighbors walk their tiny dogs, and never their wives. The pointlessness of vacuuming the house. Gravity. Whether our cat will go crazy from confinement. Does God really care if I don’t go to church this Sunday. Little things like that I find myself thinking of while I stare at the empty white ceiling not seeing it at all.

What’s the point of that, what’s the purpose?
I’d be much more useful cleaning the house and bringing order to this chaos that surrounds me. (honeybunny, I hope you never come home unannounced – you are the creature of order while I, apparently, am the creature of chaos; what this place looks like while you’re not here would distress you most gravely :))

While thinking without purpose apparently has no use, I find it necessary. I think that reflecting on the inconceivable things such as love, God, death or the purpose of life is what in actuality makes us human. Imagining the unimaginable, as ludicrous as that sounds.
I think that without abstract thoughts we would be no better than any animal on Earth.
That we would have none of this lovely civilization goodness that surrounds us.

I cannot understand people that do not think, that do not pose questions with no tangible answer.
I mean, I know there is no purpose to thinking about what lies behind the universe, or what is the true nature of God, or what is the essence of nothingness, but I think that such questions should nevertheless be posed.
I don’t know why, but this striving towards the stars and pursuit of all knowledge is, I believe, essential to a good life.

I was reading Russell again, and there is an interesting thing he says about expanding ones knowledge:
“Now it must be admitted that highly educated people are sometimes cruel, I think there can be no doubt that they are less often so than people whose minds have lain fallow. The bully in a school is seldom a boy whose proficiency in learning is up to the average. When a lynching takes place, the ring-leaders are almost invariably very ignorant men. This is not because mental cultivation produces positive humanitarian feeling, though it may do so; it is rather because it gives other interests than the ill-treatment of neighbors, and other sources of self-respect than the assertion of domination. The two things most universally desired are power and admiration. Ignorant men can, as a rule, only achieve either by brutal means, involving the acquisition of physical mastery. Culture gives a man less harmful forms of power and more deserving ways of making himself admired.”


Well, I leave you to contemplate his words, and I’m off to do more… down to Earth stuff… for though entropy will make this place a mess again, with a significant help from the cat, I’m off to do some vacuuming :).

Love to all from

Tiamat

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15.02.2005., utorak

Valentine's blues

So, another Valentine's day gone by.
T'is such a shitty holyday, don't you think?
Now, one day in a year, we HAVE to celebrate our love. Why? Because EVERYBODY’S doing it. It's the latest thing. Buy an overpriced red rose, spend your last money for a dinner in a restaurant, because THE day AND your peers demand it.
Imagine sitting next day to have coffee with your friends and they ask you: “what did he give you for valentine’s day?” and you say: “nothing.” Oooooooooo, he doesn’t love you! Never mind that maybe he’s working his back off to feed the family or some thing like that, he MUST give you something for Valentine’s day, or he doesn’t love you.

And imagine all those people who are alone on Valentine’s day? I’m surprised that the suicide rate doesn’t skyrocket on February the 14th.

Stupid holyday.
(Meanwhile, wanna hear what I got for Valentine’s day? :))))))) 80GB HD and 256MB RAM :) Thanx honeybunny, the bestest gift ever :) )

Anyway, I was watching Equilibrium last night. I love that movie. I love Christian Bale :))). It’s not that I love him, but I love the guy he is in that movie. Cool, calm, calculated… for the first half an hour at least.

For those of you who didn’t watch this movie, I highly recommend it - for SF lovers mostly; for the others, only those who are inclined to philosophical debates.
It’s an Anime-type futuristic story combining Bradbury's Fahrenheit 451 and Orwell’s 1984 with a bit of Vulcan “no feeling=good feeling” theory. (now everybody who isn’t into SF is confused by this sentence :))). It’s about a society that has abolished feelings, them being the root of all evil on this Earth. A society that works like clockwork, and is about that much exciting (well, I admit, there must be people somewhere that get turned on by clocks. After all, there are people that get turned on by socks).

The beauty of the idea is that with no feelings there would be no crime. If you cannot feel hate, you don’t have a reason to kill. If you don’t feel anger, you have no reason to hurt others. Or yourself.
However, the horror of the idea lies in obliterating all feelings, including the good ones, the ones we believe make us human. Love. Compassion. Empathy.
So while you don’t feel the anger and hate it takes to kill someone, you don’t feel the love it takes to be with someone.
Sad, right?

Why?

Why would it be so horrible to lose our ability to love and hate?
Is forfeiting love to stop all murder and wars such a big sacrifice?
I don’t know.

While the idea of no crime, big or little, does have it’s appeal, and I don’t see a great loss in letting go of the good ones as well, if that’s the price to pay, I do see a great loss on giving up - beauty. I don’t see how we could appreciate beauty without the capacity to feel. Now, why would I be indifferent to the loss of love, but appalled with the loss of beauty?
Well, love is selfish and beauty is divine. The love we feel is a passing thing, but the beauties we create could be an inspiration to countless generations after us. However, we cannot appreciate beauty without love. When something is truly beautiful - a song, a story, a painting - we fall in love with it. Without the ability to love, how could we appreciate beauty? We could, maybe, acknowledge symmetry, or superiority of technique, but we could never stand in a field in a misty spring morning and get lost in a beauty of a sunrise (not that any of us does that. but we could). And get inspired by that same sunrise to write a poem worthy of Keats, or a symphony worthy of Mozart.
So while I think that lack of feeling would make a life easier for an individual (imagine not going through all those nasty months of healing a broken heart. Or not giving a damn of what people think about your appearance. Or not getting annoyed by your work colleagues. Heaven, ha?), I think that it would be a great loss for humanity in general.
But I must admit that the end of the movie was not to my liking. Comparing the savage mob, which at the end sweeps the city, killing, plundering and destroying everything in its way, to the efficiency of order, which, though cold, was ensuring wealthfare for all inhabitants (well, except for those who feel. for them it ensured an extremely warm - incineration), was simply… horrible to watch.

See, this is why I need intelligent people to talk to.

I have all these ideas and no one to share and compare them with. No one to argue with. No one to debate with, until the wee hours in the morning, the impact and significance of emotions on the micro- and macro-cosmos of human society.
I NEED arguments and debates like the fish need water. I feel so empty without a good fight :). And all the smart people I know are either busy or far, far away. You really can’t have a good debate on chat. Or over the phone.
We should get together some time and converse. Like, when I get rich and have to money to visit you. Any of you.
Blah.

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14.02.2005., ponedjeljak

Happy Valentine's day to you all!!!
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13.02.2005., nedjelja

God.

I'm the most busy unemployed person in the world. At least, I think.
I'll give you a recap of my adventures and business' as soon as I'm finished with the whole thing.

Unitl then, love and kisses to all from

Tiamat
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12.02.2005., subota

I would say, thank God it's saturday, but I STILL HAVE WORK TO DO!!!

This sucks so much :(
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11.02.2005., petak

It's amazing how time flies when you're doing stuff. I turn around, it's friday already. Honeybunny's coming home. Me happy :)
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07.02.2005., ponedjeljak

Looking at some previous posts, I would say the highlight of my week is honeybunny coming home.

I'm pathetic.
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04.02.2005., petak

I'm without inspiration.

But honeybunny's coming home!

Yeeeeey! :)))
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03.02.2005., četvrtak

I'm so busy I have no time to feel bored :)))
yeeeey!
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02.02.2005., srijeda

God, I feel so bored.

I read somewhere that only boring people feel bored, so I guess that I'm feeling boring.

Well, in a way, only boring people do feel boring – when you're bored you should find something for yourself to do. Cook, clean, read, watch TV, write, surf the web, paint, play dance, tease the cat, drink smoke masturbate... there are so many things to do just within a few square meters of your home. If you cannot find anything to do than you must lack imagination and ergo, concurringly, vis a vie - be boring.

But what if you don’t feel like doing any of those things?

Is that called apathy?
Or just whatever?

For the past three hours I’ve been watching all three channels on TV, I played with the cat while reading two books at the same time and I talked on the phone with a few people…

Oh God, I’m bored.

None of that made me happy.
The TV programs are crappy, the cat is too demanding, the books I can’t concentrate on and phone conversations only last so long.

I wish... I wish I had someone to talk to throughout the night.
Why are all of you so far away?
I wish… I wish I could be on the phone right now with M. (who’s at ChingPing or whatever right this moment having fun teasing cute Chinise boys…), bla bla bla until God knows when… or in 801 bla bla blaing all night with N&T&G&S&K&L, or in Dubrovnik bla bla blaing with M. (also in China, God, what are all of you people doing there?!)…
I miss you, I’m bored, I need an intelligent conversation with intelligent people and I don’t have any right now, all I have is a cat in one of her more destructive moods running though the house destroying furniture.

Oh God I’m bored!

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Yesterday I went to town and had a book-shopping spree. I couldn't help myself; I haven't bought a new book in months. So I said to myself: "I'll just buy one... maybe two books... tops", and I ended up with a few more :). Typical. I have trained myself not to buy clothes on a whim, but books... I've got a long way to go before I manage to train myself not to buy those.
Anyway, let me share with you what I bought :):

A Dictionary of Diplomacy by G.R. Berridge and Alan James

The Queen and I by Sue Townsend

Lyonesse by Jack Vance

Monstrous Regiment by Terry Pratchett

In Praise of Idleness by Bertrand Russell

New Scientist – scientific magazine, very good issue about new black holes and string theory, and the review of the year our robots spent on Mars

A notebook :) for classes


There you have it. I bought five books, a magazine and a notebook, all because I just couldn’t part with any of them. I was also looking for I. Kant’s “Critique of Judgment” but I couldn’t find it, otherwise I would have bought that too :).

It’s funny when you look at the themes of books: I bought two light comedies, one fantasy classic, a specialized dictionary, a collection of philosophical essays, and a scientific magazine. Books that have nothing in common, well, except the fantasy ones.

I started reading Russell’s “In Praise of Idleness” last night and loved it.
Here he is, one of world’s greatest philosophers, telling us that laziness is virtue and hard work just a remnant of our slavery past :).
I’ve only read the first part, and I’ll probably write a little essay to you about this book since it really looks like I’m going to love it, and if I do love it, I’m going to have to share my love with the world :).

Until I do, love and kisses to you all from

Tiamat
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01.02.2005., utorak

Ok, it looks like the blog thingy might be working, finally.

I dunno, somehow I lose the will to write when I know all of this can be gone in the next imminent server crash.

Oh my, it’s either snowing again or my neighbor is cleaning his balcony. I think it’s snowing again!

…(a bit later)…
gosh… you should have seen this… snowballs the size of plums were falling from the sky… so beautiful… I tried to take a picture but I don’t think it fully describes what was going on out there…



Did all of you get my postcard? Took me ages to make it and then I had to ruin it by resizing since it takes too long to send 600kb by dial up. Well, too long for me, you know how impatient I am :).


Ah, I have to go do some “real” work. I have no idea what I’m doing. How do you go up to people and say – give me money? Even if it is for a good cause? I’m too polite for a thing like that.

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