Shoppping for exotic items
You know that kind of people who keep telling how bad the internet is and how you can get anything there? Well, next time you meet one of them, ask them to get you some cyanide (potassium cyanid or cyanogen chloride, that's the more common crystalline forms), that should shut them up simply due to the fact that you're not getting it anywhere. I should know, I've been looking for some for almost 2 days in a row and I just gave up.
Even eBay doesn't sell the stuff. Annoying pricks.

Took me long enough!
So I've been away most of the last week, and still I didn't write anything regarding results of my appartment-hunt in Bonn.
The first trip, last Tuesday to Wednesday, was rather disappointing regarding any places to live at. I only had 1 appointment, and when I arrived there, I got told that the appartment had been given away already. I briefly wondered why that girl had forgotten about having my mobile's number, but oh well, bad luck I guess.
I met with Quug (SB) and we spent some quality time with each other; he showed me around in Bonn and it was one of the best afternoons I had had in weeks.
 
On Wednesday I went to Annie's place at the far end of this planet. We last met some odd 3-4 years ago, and it was really good to see her again and dwell in some "back then it was all better" memories of our collective boarding-school times. We didn't get drunk though (as originally "planned"), since she had to be sober for some more driving lessons the next morning and I wasn't feeling like getting wasted anyways...
I'm looking forward to meet with her again once she's settled in Brussels.
 
I returned home on Thursday with some more appointments scheduled on Friday and Saturday (great timing) to finish the rather boring and stressful train-trip with a nice evening with HF who has by now departed to Arequipa, Peru for some 6-8 months of work with disabled children, only to get in an argument with her via ICQ that ended up with us "shouting" at each other and me not going to her little party. My mood was rather bad that night, as you might have guessed.
 
Friday was one hell of a lot of stress. After leaving for Bonn again at 0830 and arriving at 1410, my first appointment was at 1430 and pretty far out of the city part, with following appointments ever 30 minutes after the first until 1700. Basically I was moving through Bonn with my trekking-backpack still being carried around and in quite a rush too, must've looked rather odd.
The appartments and rooms I checked out were mostly pretty good, and only last night I called one of the people to tell them I'd go for their room if they wanted me.
I'll know how they decided by tomorrow, wish me luck, it's a really nice living community (if that's properly translated) and the room features large windows and an amazing 20 square-meters balcony, which is more like a terrace on top of a garage, and all that for only 260 Euro!
 
And now ... ta-taa.

Keep on rollin'
Tomorrow, I'll go to my soon-to-be home, Bonn, to check out some places where I might or might not want to live.
Also, I'll meet someone I've known for some time via an internet community (hirr), but I only learnt that he's living and studying at Bonn some odd 2 weeks ago; so we'll meet for a coffee and he'll show me around a bit if his uni schedule allows that.
After that, I'll move over to Annie's place (that's Annie from Much ado about me) and have a night full of talk and alcohol with her, after moving back here on Thursday.
Expect stories of the trip and about hang-overs on Thursday or Friday...

And people moan about fat kids!
How can people possibly moan about the increase of overweight kids, when at the same time stuff like Eating Contests are held?
Apart from finding it sick to eat in a competitive way instead of enjoying food, I'm only gonna drop "3rd World" in a whisper here...

What. The. Fuck!
Seriously, what's wrong with girls not being able to just tell what the hell it is that one did to them to deserve total ignorance from one moment to the next?
It was a perfectly okay evening out with a friend of mine, then all of a sudden her mood drops into freezing areas and when asking what the bloody fuck'd be wrong all of a sudden I'm getting that certain woman "nothing". (See the post from May 09, 2003 for more info on Words women use.)
On my way home, she sends me an SMS, basically telling me what a huge ignoramus I am.

I'd seriously love to know what the bloody fuck I did. I don't even have the faintest idea...

Now it's all over...
Well, Army is, at least. Since Thursday, July 1st, 00:00:01, I'm a free man, a civilist. I will now no longer fall under the rules and regulations of a prisoner of war, should I be captured with hostile intents against military installations or personell, but rather as an irregular combatant. I could be sent to installations like Guantanamo Bay!

Good thing I have no intentions (at the moment ) of commiting hostile actions against any nation's military (or civilian) installations/personell. Saves me a lot of hassle I guess.