Shorties...

    Thursday, April 26, 2007

    #23
    The madnes of the city rulers

    Spring is here. The grass is green, the trees are green and blossoming, little birdies fly around and sing their songs. A beautiful picture, even in the big city.
    Whenever spring comes, there is this bell in people's minds that rings and tells us "It's time to clean up your shit, help the nature keep it's beauty, put some effort for your own good and the good of others" (or, yeah, whatever, I hope you know what I mean).
    Now, apparently, the bell in our beloved mayor Boyko Borisov had rung... ding.dong.ding.dong. It is all good, you know. I haven't seen Sofia with clean streets for a very long time. Just to open a bracket here - Sofia is the dirtiest city in Bulgaria and, no, it is not because it is the capital and it is big, it is just dirty, we are pigs really, we can't keep it clean. So once a year a miracle happens and someone up above decides that spending some extra money to clean the streets is not such a bad idea. So this kind of miracle is taking place now.
    I walked 5 blocks to get to work today. I walked on just cleaned streets. It felt good. Everything looked fresh and clean and it smelled clean. I am pretty sure I had a smile on my face because of this.
    All good you think and well done... Now let me explain to you why I had to walk 5 blocks today... The brilliant mind of someone who is responsible for all this "Clean Sofia" thing decided that the perfect time for doing this is 7:00 - 16:00h. Streets are closed, cars get towed away just so the big trucks and the cleaners (those are so not the proper names here, but... anyway) can do their work. There are relatively many cars here and closing one street can cause big troubles, now imagine closing 4-5 streets at a time. The traffic jam was huge! This was yesterday, this was today and will be until it's all clean. And it is sooo stupid.
    Everywhere in the world massive cleaning like this happens during the night!!! Think people, think... it would have been so much easier for everyone if you cleaned during the night. I and many other people wouldn't be late for work, a lot less nerves would have been spent... Anyway.
    You get my big applause for the idea, but next time, please think it through first!
    ETA: Oops, forgot to spell check. All is good now ;)

    Tuesday, April 24, 2007

    #22
    There's nothing like home!

    Aaaand I am back from my not so productive trip to LV.

    I wish I could tell you more about Vegas, but this place has to be seen and felt. It is good for a week and then you've seen it all. It is impressive though, a little oasis in the middle of the desert. Speaking of the desert... damn the weather there. Hot sun and wind during the day and during the night your ass freezes. My skin has never been so dry. What else... ah, once again I managed to realize that the American food is a total crap, American beer is the king of the crap, seriously people it is... piss. God bless the good old Heineken and Smirnoff.

    Oh my lovely Bulgaria... beautiful Bulgaria. Love the nature, love the people, love the spirit!

    Friday, April 6, 2007

    #21
    1 hour 27 mins to the weekend

    Sure the title is wrong, but this is what happens when you blog while at work.

    I had a tough week, next one is going to be even tougher... niiiiice!

    It is the first time I will spend Easter away from home. Ah! I know what you are thinking... she is skipping all the annoying travelling and will rest. Oh, I wish it would be like this... a lot of work needs to get done and many things need to get cared of. "The perfect citizen" you might think... (I know you certain someone giggle to the quote ;) ) ... and here I lost my thought...

    Will I be lonely - yes, will I be alone - no. This sounds so sad, doesn't it.

    Why do people blog? I've been 'next blog'-ing a lot lately. Most people blog to vent, because they are hurt, depressed or whatever in the same matter. My blog is quite depressing as well, no I haven't read it, I don't read my own shit, but I don't understand why I can't write more about happy stuff. When I am happy I don't need blogger, I have my friends. When I am sad, I come here. Is it cause I don't want my friends to see me sad? And just for the record, I am not sad at the moment, I feel kinda blissful. Which reminds me, oh, I love the spring. I heard a birdie sing today... It took me a while to spot it in between the branches but damn, that was one not so impressive bird, a little smaller than a pigeon, all black, I might even say an ugly bird, but the voice and the song... magic!!! The sun is shining, it is not too hot, it is not too cold, green grass and trees, fresh air... just beautiful. Where is my camera... of course at home, gathering more and more dust. I hope I won't forget it when I go to Vegas... Viiiiiivaaaa, Las Vegas!!!

    I will be away from the computer(any computer) for 3 days... oh, I will miss it! Well then I will be enjoying the nature. I want to go to the mountain. Well not now cause there is still snow, but in general...

    I had pancakes today... with honey and walnuts... YUM! I also had chicken soup. It was also yum.

    Why the hell I am writing this...
    This must be one very random post. Eh, well...
    Have a nice holiday you all. Let the egg fight begin!!!

    ETA: See, the title should have been "1 hour and 21 mins..."

    ETA1: Blogger's clock is wrong!!! Have to fix it, but from where?

    ETA2: Ha! Who was the blogger genius to put Eastern European Time and, imagine, Eastern European Summer Time! Who would have guessed... not me! Thing like this in places like this should be changing automatically.

    ETA3: Blogger annoys me. My post is looking funny and I can't fix it, well I can but I am too lazy. Sorry...

    ETA4: As from today I am starting to read what I write. Good Lord... that one was awful, but I promise my English is not as bad as it seems... (riiiight)

    Tuesday, April 3, 2007

    #20

    How nice it feels to be called stupid several times... I just love it. You try to be good to your friends, to spend as much possible time with everybody, you think of the best way to manage things and to be helpful and so on... And what do you get... Sometimes the person that everybody think is the craziest dickhead turns out to be the most wonderfull and the kindest one and gives you the sweetest hug, even if he is concidered to be the most insensible one.
    Anyway, fuck them all.