shitty days, annoying dark days, with a few specs of light.

So, to sum up. I've had better weeks than this one that's thankfully come to a close.

The long version is this. [warning, rant ahead]

First off, me and Dorthea had a little headon at the beginning of the week, nothing serious, but we both have tempers and arn't afraid to say if something bugs us. so while I have no problem with confrontations, they don't really cheer me much up.

So break my spirits further, murphys law has been in full effect at work lately. highlights are these, my work shoes have displayed a remarkble detail with their "respiratory system" that allows your feet to breath. while suppose to let air out when you walk, I've discovered they suck water in and hold it in very very well. so I can either choose between wet and cold feet, or constantly arguing about why I ain't outside helping with the christmas lights.
the god damn infernal heart pager system (trauma and heart disaster calls goes over the pager system) problem is, the signal mast is really old. but appearently this concept is very hard for highly educated doctors to grasp, so several times this week, we've (I) been approached with heart pagers that "doesn't work" and each and every time I run tests on them and conclude they just fine and have to spend half an hour explaining it to aforementioned supposedly highly intelligent doctors.
"well you just have to fix the antenna then"
"holy shit doc, you're brilliant! we hadn't thought of that, good thing you can spare time from your busy shedual to grace us mere mortals with your gleeming nuggets of wisdom"
"you're most welcome"
"but say doc, that bag you pull your golden eggs out of, you wouldn't happen to have around 100.000 in lose cash. you know, new antenna and transmitter relay ain't cheap and we're already over budget with over a million. so help a lowly maintanence man out here"
...strangely enough, they never have anything intelligent to add to that. except that if it doesn't get fixed it could mean people could die. thankyou, here's you tights and cape Captain Obvious, go fight crime!

now then, thursday I took off early, to go get winter tires on my car. The drive out there through the snow was somewhat anxiety provoking. the ice skating scene from Bambi (Noel) comes to mind ^^;
Well then, I get to the garage and everyone is very friendly and helpful and I'm told it'd be ready in half an hour and they'll wash it for free a service. I get myself a hot coco and plan to stress down before the drive home through rush hour.
I should have known better, I've sat down less than five minuts before the mechanic comes up and explains two of my winter tyres are to worn to legally drive with, one so much they arn't comfortable putting it on.
and they were, one had a stretch with no tracking marks at all >_<
I was so, SO embarressed. I just stood nodding while the elderly mechanic explained to me the rules for tires and the 1,6 mm of traction mark they legally had to have. I know this, I went over it every freaking drivers test I had.
I didn't think to check the tyres before I looped them into my trunk that morning >_< expecting them to be fine, but I should have FUCKING checked. GOD!
To add to my nice rosy color, I'd forgotten completly about the lugnuts on my wheels being locked lugnuts, where you need a special socket to be able to loosen them. Was it in my car, ofcause not >_< I was in my damn tool box at home, but didn't stop me from more or less upending my whole car.
In the end, I ordered two new winter tyres and said I'd come by with the socket, so they could change the tyres when they came in. So now my car stands parked at Top service, cause I was sure as hell not driving anymore in this weather with summer tyres.
The bright spot on this was that everyone there were very nice and understanding, doesn't change that I felt like lying on the garage floor and have them run my car over me.
and just to add insult to injury, my summer tyres are so worn, so come spring I gotta buy a whole new set. sigh >_<

and then we get to today, saturday. started well enough, woke a few minuts before my alarm clock so I could just lie and wake up. I had an appointment at Nimat for a fullbody massage and was really looking forward to it after such a stressing week. I should have seen it coming >_<
I check DSBs homepage and it said nothing about delays or rail working in the city. But non the less, I went in good time. about 30 minuts before I'd usually have left home. I was still half an hour late for my appointment DX
it took me fucking 45 minuts to get from Vanløse to Dybbøls bro, where I decided to just walk the final distance consittering the hords of people jostling for a place on the few busses.
I was in an almighty rotten mood when I got there, but aleast my masseur got my shoulders relatively loosed and I didn't have to pay full price. so left in a somewhat better mood.
But when DSB fail, they really fail >_< I got a train, telling it went all the way to the central station, after it leaves the station it changes and say it only goes halfway, then you gotta switch to the central station. that train then says that you gotta switch on Dybbøls bro and when you get there, lets you know there's no train to the central station.
christ almighty! if I'd know that, I'd taken my chances with the metro, which was delayed like god knows what.

well then. the aforementioned glimps of lights were ofcause Dorthea, sending me sweet messages and listening to me rant over the week. <3
Hanging out with Frost and watching Kick-ass, which was kick ass.
and having a story get together with Eva and Sara, we're we nommed Tacos till we could have rolled and then talked about our stories. it was awesome and I feel inspired to do some writting again.

Emperor protects

ps: on that note; yay! Dan abnett gonna write the third part of the inquisitor trilogy in 2012 ^_^