I once was a writer...

Bearing in mind that as of Tuesday I go back to being super busy --well, as busy as a University Student should be-- and wanting to find the appropriate way to optimize processes; and seeing that the Internet offers plenty of options for automatization of optimized processes; and accepting that I am a little embarrassed every time I send an E-Mail, as if saying, "Hey! Read me!"... well, I'd like for you to register to my Blog! To the right of this column, ------------------------------------------------------------------------> above my picture (courtesy of Rosita Lama Muvdi), there is a text box under the title "Follow by E-Mail", where you can enter your E-Mail address. By doing entering your E-Mail, you are registering to automatically receive every new Blog entry. If you seem to be facing problems or inconveniences, please don't hesitate to contact me, and I will gladly solve these issues for you. I would be so awesome as a customer service repr...

The Germans think they can do everything on their own. I'm not referring to the country in general. Germany, we all know, can in fact do everything on its own. Or, how many countries do you know of that can lose a war, and less than 50 years later be a world power? As in awe as I am of the country and its leaders and its people, I did not refer to them. I meant the normal, everyday, average German. They think they can do everything on their own. And what sucks--or what is amazing, really--is that they can do everything on their own. You see, we're moving into a new apartment in a couple of weeks. When we looked at the apartment back in November and decided that that was to be our new home in the new year, it looked perfect to us. But the owners said they would have the apartment renovated before we moved in. Excellent, I thought. I get a brand new life in a brand new year in a brand new apartment in a brand new country--with the same old boyfriend. Something old, something ne...