Searching

Today I saw a guy walking, clearly looking for a place to live.
How do you recognize them? Well they carry a piece of paper with the empty rooms on them, often surrounded by one or two parents and with a look on their face that is a mixture of tension and excitement. Some part of me wanted to tell him, his chances would greatly increase if he wouldn't bring his dad to the conversations you get when searching for a room in a group. I didn't tell him, because I figured it would not be good for his confidence, when a total stranger could identity him as a newbie.
I know how he feels though. I have been waiting for a phone call since I sent in my job application. Today I called them, since it has been about a week and a half since they would call me. They told me some delay had occurred, but don't worry, this week they will call. Well, they have got one day left. I am soooo curious if they think I am suited for the traineeship. And if not.. then WHY??? At least I think I am suited :)
But on the other hand... I am sitting in the library right now, and it has been greatly improved since last autumn. And some part of me just want to continue studying. I just want to know more. Maybe I will try to do a pre master in psychology, at least if I don't get the job. Or if I like it, I might do it on the side. Well, we'll see.

Geocaching and bats

Today we did a geo chaching walk. It was great fun. You take a gps device and download a walk wherever you want from geocaching.com and just walk. At the end, you get to a cache which is buried. You dig it up and trade one of the things which are inside for something you've brought. It's just a children's treasure hunt for grownups.
A great thing about it was we walked the forest in which I always walk but this time, something else was planning the route. Therefore you walk paths you have never walked before.. (since humans are animals of habit :)) It made it great fun and a beautiful walk.
My other encounter with nature was something my dad was very thrilled about.
I have about 65 bats in a hole in my wall. At first I was a little afraid, but we found a website on which they explained there was nothing to be afraid of. They are harmless.
They said if you were scared at first, just start counting them. I did and I found 65. Today I did it again, because somehow I got attached... :)
There were only 35... strange.... we thought they were playing poker or maybe had a hangover or something. Or there had been a mayor bat massacre in the forest last time they flew. So the web site was right. I truly care about my bats now :) All 35 (or 65) of them :)

Discovery Channel

The last couple of days I felt like I was present at a Discovery Channel program.
Something like mega machines or huge constructions or something.
We were building a bridge across a road for a festival. It ruled!
Worked there for 3 days, kinda primitive (one dixie, slept on the floor) but somehow the vibe was there :)
It is really great to see a huge ass crane lifting first its own contra weight and then the separated parts of the bridge way up in the air. And it's the coolest thing to see it fits together perfectly. I think the mechanical engineer inside me was pretty pleased. A little sore and a little tired, but pretty pleased. A big thank you for all the people involved because I think I liked all of you :)
I'll try to post some pictures we took during the event later.

Fighting with the elderly

Yesterday doing groceries did not go as usual. I could not persuade my neighbours into coming with me (one didn't need anything, the other wasn't dressed yet... don't ask)
so I went alone. While riding my bike someone almost drove me of the road. A car came heading straight for me cutting a corner and making me stand in the grass while he hit the curves. I was a little shaky but well. I continued.
In the store there was an elderly man, who I had already nodded at friendly at one time. Next time I was in his way, so I stepped back so he could pass. I looked at him again. Then he looked at me and said: Wanna fight. And did not smile or anything. So I thought he meant it. Somehow it scared me, and I continued doing groceries way faster then normal thereby forgetting all my stuff. But that old guy really scared me.
Outside a mentally challenged person flirted with me, but that was not weird. That happens all the time...
So my neighbour decided I should go by myself more often... "at least that way you come back with stories" or the less flattering: "These things always happen to you you know, normal people just don't have these kind of encounters."

I have put some serious thought into it....

I scared me.
I just had a sincere thought that was going like this:

" But back then... it was like... so much easier... you could just like.. do things you know... like... it's not like.. well you know.. like usual...
No man.. I am serious... It ain't like the old days you know..."

I actually heard myself thinking it... I am not stoned. I just finished reading 50 pages of hardcore philosophy, did my power Yoga, tried to save dinner and then ...
what do you get.... My brain thinking as if I am a 16 year old American girl.
It just made no sense, what I was thinking. I was trying to formulate some sort of point to get across. But it just stopped halfway through thinking....

Well, now I can honestly say: I told the voices in my head to shut up.
(or at least until they come up with a decent thought)