Just a note to all those people I have blogmarked. If I delete your blogmark from my list it could be one out of two possibilities:

1) I added your blog to my Internet Explorer favorites or I have added a link to your blog to my own blog. Either way I have decided I like your blog enough to return there regularly.

2) I have decided that I’m not going to return to your blog on a regular basis. This doesn’t mean that I don’t like your blog, it’s just that I have a long list of blogs that I read already and I just don’t have the time to read them all.

I use blogmarking not so much as a list of my favorite blogs but as a reminder of the blogs I have stumbled upon and found interesting enough to think about reading them. Every now and then I check that list, take a closer looks at a few blogs and delete those that on a closer look I can honestly say I won’t come back to. I have about 40 blogs on my blogmark list. I don’t want that list to become an endless list of blogs I never read, so every now and then I clean up a little and make room for new ones.

I’m very proud of myself. I have invented three new words so far, although I’m not so sure one counts as a new word, still I find a lot of appropriate contexts to use it.

Please feel free to include those in your conversations and writings. I’d be happy to see my creative work spread around the world.
(Yeah, like that’s going to happen. Dream on, girl, dream on.)

bitchworthy
My favorite one. A lot of things are bitchworthy. Stupid people are. Especially stupid people on trains and elevators. I don’t think I need to explain the meaning of bitchworthy. It describes something worth bitching about. Who would’ve thought.

dillic
Dillic stands for ‚Do I Look Like I Care‘ and somehow it evolved from Andreas‘ wish to have a t-shirt that said that very sentence because he saw one on ‚Will & Grace‘. We then started to use that sentence every time it seemed fit and then I thought that it would make a really good acronym and started to just say ‚dillic‚.
You can use it as a regular expression, ‚Dillic?!?‘, to indicate your complete disinterest in something. You can also use it as an adjective, dillicky, as in ‚I feel very dillicky today.‘ or as the noun ‚dillicness‚, as in ‚I feel a general dillicness.‘

sbs
It doesn’t look like it, but sbs is a verb. It’s pronounced with every letter pronounced as in the alphabeth, so a little bit like as-bee-as. It stands for ’surrounded by stupidity‘ and – to give you an example – describes how I felt at school.
Unfortunately sbs isn’t as flexible as dillic. Usually it’s used like this ‚I am totally sbs’d right now‘.
I agree it doesn’t look really good on paper, but it’s a word I am sure you can use in a lot of situations (I do!), so you should really consider adding it to your active vocabulary.

Now I will wait until these words have caught on and I can call myself a great contributor to the modern english language.

Dear Thesaurus: It’s January, 5th 2005, I am Jamie Affolk and these words were invented by ME!

Yesterday I told Pi that instead of talking about getting married for nearly one year now we can as well go to the registry office and let them tell us what we need to do.

I don’t know for sure whether he knew how serious I was about it.
This is how serious I am: I looked up the opening hours of Lev’s registry office today and plan to drag Pi there on Thursday. Well, we have to start somewhen. I decided somewhen is Thursday.

Side note: There have always been little remarks from a lot of people about when we’re going to get married. They were 99% not serious.
The 1% is my grandmother who would really love it if we would get married.
Lately I have brought up the topic a little bit more often, but always in a joking way, yet I’ve been earning confused looks from my parents whenever I mentioned it. I’m not so sure how excited they will be. Still, they will have to deal.

Situation: You’re on a trip to – let’s say – Darmstadt. You’re already on the train. You have spent the last of your money for those train tickets. You will be gone for the whole weekend. Friday to Sunday. You are with your overly neurotic girlfriend (who, apart from being overly neurotic, is very nice and cute, yes).

Don’t say: „I think I may have forgotten to turn the stove off.“

Just… don’t.

1) I will buy something.

2) On a day like yesterday I will also complain about stupid women who are surprised when told by a not-so-stupid bookseller that Langenscheidt indeed has several packages containing CDs for Portuguese. It’s Langenscheidt! That’s like the #1-publishing house for languages. Get with the program, lady!
And yes, there IS a difference between Audio-CDs and CD-ROMs. A significant one.

3) I will consider learning Czechian.

4) I will tell you at least 20 times how fascinating languages are.

5) I will consider learning Arabic.

6) I will come to you at least 3 times with some language guide and show you how strange that language looks like. And I won’t mind that you were just deeply absorbed in some other book. Because my book is more important than yours.

7) I will consider learning Icelandic.

8) I will throw disparaging looks at the stupid woman who is still browsing the portuguese language books instead of just calling her daughter to get the ISBN-Number of that CD she’s got. (It’s still not clear if we’re talking about an Audio-CD or a CD-ROM here.)

9) I will try to find out if there’s a job where I can learn languages the whole time and still get paid.

10) I will end up buying a language guide for Romanian.

Why do I have to change my login password for my company laptop every time I just got used to the old one?

Guys, we’re living in an online-world! I have passwords for nearly every site I visit regularly and I’m not using the same one for everything. I get confused already. So why are you tormenting me with password changes?

I came to work this morning and had to try four times to login. I still can’t believe that THIS is the password I chose the last time I had to change it. It was more a desperate try and I was amazed to see that it really WAS my password.

If it hadn’t worked I would still see my login screen and most probably be banging my head on the table or talking with the helpdesk guy.

Or both.

Current mood: See previous posts.
Listening to: 5/4 by Gorillaz.

Last night I dreamed that I was back at my old high school, but not as a student. I was just back there.
Obviously there was some meeting going on inside with a lot of teachers and other people. Outside there was a TV-set with a VCR so for whatever reason I put in a taped Smallville episode and played it.
When the people came out I was asked why Smallville was running and I started babbling theoretical stuff about Smallville. I don’t know what I said but it was highly theoretical.
(There was more happening in this dream, but I don’t remember anything and what I remember I can’t really put into understandable words.)

Yeah. Am I crazy? Who has dreams like this? I’m dreaming Smallville now? Jeez.
I would say lucky me that I don’t remember what episode it was exactly. That would be really scary.

Current mood: Bleh. Back at work. What do you expect.
Listening to: Haven’t started Winamp yet. But I did take my new MP3-player with me today. So I had music on the train.

Back at work and not liking it so far. Mostly because I seem to be pretty alone here in the office. Andreas is not coming the whole week. Duh.

So, why is it that the first person I meet while shuffling to my office is the biggest company-wide-known loser? Huh?
I have yet to meet someone who likes him. Still he earns a hell of a lot of money and keeps on screwing up.

Not a way to get motivated on your first day at work.

Question for all of you who live two time zones east of here and more:

How is 2005 so far? Better than 2004?

If not, I might choose to stay when I am. I need a year that’s better than the old one. Like desperately need it.

And to all of you:

Have a happy new year!
We still have sushi left over. If you want some, just come by.

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