Sunday Evening

The weekend has been pleasantly quiet and since it’s only a few hours left of it, there is a fair chance that it will stay that way, too.

Knock, knock. I should enjoy it to the max, next week I’m back on support duty and I’ve got this bad feeling deep down in my stomach telling me it will be a very busy week.

Gine is at home visiting her mother for the last time before she leaves for Australia on the 12th of December. Even if Gine is not really living with me in the apartment, she is here pretty much all the time and not having her here for a weekend I sort of fell into limbo.

Thankfully, I’m still able to be entertained even when she’s not around. Or as Eric Cartman would have said it: “I can play with myself. I play with myself all the time.” Both Friday and Saturday evening were spent with a glass of Tia Maria (comes highly recommended) and SimCity 4. A city of about 200K citizens needs the constant attention of their mayor - even if he shows up drunk to do the job. While probably not the most social way to spend an evening, I have to point out that in my defense I have been trying to find someone to go to see the Borat movie with for the last two weekends now.

Unfortunately, all my “friends” have been “busy”.

Yesterday I met with Hans Olav who left for Tenerife today with Frida for a week of vacation. They are staying at a resort they realized was “perfect for large families” just after they booked the trip, but I’m pretty sure that won’t be a problem. They know how to entertain themselves, too.

After seeing Hans Olav, I stepped by a DVD store to pick up Family Guy season five. They had two copies left, but unfortunately they were unable to find DVDs anywhere. Bummer.


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