Driver of The Week...

An idle day for my personal projects, and so was yesterday in fact. But on the other hand, I was so busy with my other stuff... family.
My sister got an appointment for a tiny surgery in the ear (kind of cosmetic). As the Dr said, the appointment was set for 8 O'clock in the morning, so I had to go all the way to my work place in the morning and do that silly stuff with fingerprint thingy and then go to the clinic. She was picked from her room for the surgery at 12:00 p.m. . Yep, 4 complete hours of waiting. I had to drive back to my work just to fingerprint again then get back to her, to see that she did not finish the surgery yet. To keep a long story short... we finally got back home at almost 9:30 p.m. or 10:00 p.m., meaning that I've spent one complete day without being bored but instead getting screwed going around with my car. Thank God my car was not crushed when I was going there by the morning when I accidentally went over a speed bump driving 80 kmh (49.71 mph). I almost felt the tar of the street with my own feet from the car's inside!
Now, all what I have to do is to wait for the hardest part of the week to pass and I'm going to have some nice weekend ahead... Thursday. I have to go to some "court" place (if this is what they call it, I can't really recall). According to my relative, it's all simple, but knowing my luck with authorities, I can't say much but let's hope the day will pass easily.

Monday, 13th.

As the main title says... Monday 13th. One of the most brilliant days of my life. Why? 'Cos I hate Mondays and I hate the number 13. People just don't believe me about this, but it just happens to be so... it is my experiment that proves so. I'm writing these words just some minutes before leaving my work place, since I couldn't type them earlier because of the damned connection problem that made me out of the internet here for more than 45 minutes.

Just as I planned to give my full interest today to write more in the story I'm writing now, I had to leave the office for a while because some interviews were to be made in the meeting room which is the same as my office's place. Group of techno guys came in and spend all the day there and yet no progress they made with the device they brought, so they wasted some hours of my valuable time. Then, I get back to the office and I see that nothing is working with the connection here. I couldn't even update or write the story and I couldn't even work on the translation because I need the online dictionary to help me with some words as well. This day was a complete disaster.

I have to push myself more to do some work at home with the story of Alexander. I have ideas for other stories racing through my mind but I'm afraid to start any. I'm spreading myself thin already. I must finish this thing first. I have an upcoming upheaval of work related to the page of Ayvarith since GeoCities is closing down. Damn just to remember how many accounts I had in their system makes me really really melancholic! I have to download all at once!

Well, what can I say about this day. Just I was telling my partner in the lab this morning, I hate Mondays and I hate number 13 and she laughed and did not believe it. I hope now she will consider now. I didn't fast today 'cos I didn't have my night meal yesterday... so it's like an open day for me... maybe this is the only one good thing about this Monday... that I didn't fast preparing myself for the tiresome time that I would pass through later in day.

I'm looking seriously for more handwriting analysis from sites here and there. I'm comparing prices and asking questions but no answers yet. I wanna take a deep look into myself though. Sometimes such things can make you think deeply about the potentials that you might be carrying on without knowing them, and once known to you, you might be able to open the gates for a new career that you might get happy with.

As for me for the time being, I'm going to worry about the upcoming appointment for my ear and the catastrohpic event of removing the clinic from the medical center in my area. I have to go to some hospital now which I do really hate. I might consider going to a private clinic though.

Gosh, I'm waiting for this day to finish as soon as possible... with peace.

An Awful Discovery...

I just discovered that I made a big mistake in the numbering in my writing for the 6th part of Alexander's story. One of the verses, #15, has missing 3 missing lines in between 353-356. The story goes well, in fact the lines are not missing but I should say the numbering is a mess. In that sense, the whole story is shorter than 3000 lines, and more like 2997 lines! I kept the numbers as they are so as not to lose the track of the story when I translate.

Monday, as always, my very bad-lucky day. I had to be interrupted several times and couldn't complete one simple conversation on MSN. While a gentleman got into my office seeking some job like if I was a manager and he had hard time understanding that I'm not responsible for any jobs but he has to check the main adminstrative office. Then, tata! Just after he left, my connection is down and never up again til this very moment of writing this. I love this day, NOT.

I went for my appointment today in the early morning as well and boy how I loved the clinic, I was number 1 then I discovered I'm 2, then discovered I have to register a number so I got number 4. Then on the queue, they had to let in number 5 before me. Don't you love living in this country? Amazing. The doctor checked my ear and said that I have fungi in it. She cleaned some but said that I must use some ear drops for ten days! Boy, wasn't that ugly when she cleaned my ear and stuff showed off, and then she used the sucking vacuum and took off a chunk of what was inside. I got 2 medicines now, one as anti-mycotic (for fungi in my right ear) and another drop to be used 5 days before my appointment in my left ear to soften the wax I believe. Life is hard just by living in it, isn't it?

Man, I can't wait til the night of this day pass over... I hate Mondays...