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Moving out

Yapp, I am late, but to be honest, after international hiking tour there is not much to tell. Days pass and somehow I do not have the feeling like having time, although I spent every night in front of my computer getting bored while watching movies. This empty flat is going to get me. The highlight of the week is still the Spanish course on Wednesday. The people are so funny and I am always in a good mood when coming back. Every time I am ambitious for working more than I have to. But then, suddenly, it is Wednesday again. Luckily, because the evening course is fun, but adly, because somehow time passed too quick for finding mood and time to study. So, if I do not have time, what am I doing the whole week? Mondays I usually talk to people. "How was your weekend", "What are your plans?". It is always interesting. Recently the plans for the upcoming weekends were made. Not fixed, but the first ideas are there. This weekend I will go by car to Osnabrück, celebrating Phil's birthday. Only half week later we will have a small Erasmus 2006 reunion in Aken. The story became a little bit of a self runner and now we will be 7 people, traveling two days through Aken, Cologne and Jülich (near Aken). Two weeks later Christian is going to come to Aken. And most likely Anne and Jens will join, too! Wie geil ist das denn!?
Work is going well. After I fell a little bit behind the rest of the team the last weeks, I have the feeling to catch up. The program is now that big that everybody has his own corner. Even me. The corner is like my own little project. I program it in my style trying to hold every possible opportunity to make possible future changes worth least time effort. And that is absolute necessary, because I had to rewrite things that I though not to change ever again, just because we got a new feature to implement or requirements changed. But I have the feeling I to do something valuable. I like the project.
Today I installed the companies internal instant messanger (something like MSN, but not public). I remembered somehow the names of the people in Capelle aan den Ijssel from my job interview last February. I searched for them in the database, and to my surprise, they are just a mouse click away in my instant messanger. I did not believe that the single departments are that well connected.
When I came home today, I realised, that my two empty room we repainted. In the evening the landlord dropped by and told me he would have to talk with me about my moving into another flat.... about what? Yes, about moving into another flat. Because my room is already rerented to somebody else. That is the bloody limit telling me at last about what happens in my flat. But although he's very insolently, I did not complain. I do not really know why. I did not see a real reason that I could not easily deal with. The new flat will be at first floor to the back. Alone again, darker, hardly sunlight and everybody can watch from the backyard into my flat. But first, I am hardly at home anyway, and second, the chance for a change is somehow tempting, although it is only the change of walls I will live in between for the next three months. Then I will move out anyway. I thought about staying, but since I have to move to the other flat anyway, I do not care to move out soon, again. Somehow I like the idea. And new ideas are arising from it. You will see.

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