Not-so-good-and-old "How do you feel" thread

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@the budding politicians: last night i was on the phone with a friend and i was stating that possibly i won't vote this year, because i'm registered to vote somewhere real far from where i currently live and i don't have the energy to go up north for a weekend and then come back. he was saying that he shared my condition, but then we realized that we both vote for the same coalition, therefore our votes don't even cancel out - we started counting the people we knew in our situation and we ended up deciding that if the left-wing parties win the election it's because the right-wing voters are scattered in places very far from where they should be :p
 
@hyena: shouldn't you be able to vote where you live now? i thought the place where you're registered switches automatically if you change residence. :err:

hmm, maybe it's better this way. stay scattered. :p
 
Nf: Pretty good. Im going skating with the guys I baisically learnt to skate with in the first place. We went our seperate ways bout a year ago (some went to college some sixth form) and now we are getting back into it, but now we're all imense so It should be interesting how far we push each others limits.
 
i'm bewildered by the interest my friend sara is taking in my current predicament and private life. like my other friend federico, she's always been the kind of person who's obviously fond of you, and yet needs to be pushed and pulled this way and that in order to go out or talk about specific subjects. like federico, she's always been cautious in expressing opinions and passing suggestions about what i should do about issues in my life.
and now, everything seems to be changing. sara texted me in the morning asking if i could meet her briefly outside the building where i work (she lives a couple of blocks away), and the purpose of that was simply asking if i could lend her two dictionaries on monday she'd use for an exam. in the past this wouldn't have solicited an invitation to talk, albeit shortly, as it would surely have been filed under "logistics" and dealt with as quickly as possible. this time, on the other hand, she hanged around and chatted, and when i had to get back to work and told her if she wanted to meet again during lunch break, she agreed quite amiably.
we've had lunch a short while ago, and sara spent half of that time expressing rather elaborate and caring thoughts about what the best course of action on some issues could be for me. in addition to that, she almost insisted i'd email her later (about stuff we have already discussed?), maintained she would invite me out for dinner next week, and added a further invitation to a david lynch conference in june.

i haven't the faintest idea about what's going on. i'm certainly enjoying the ride though, and if it makes my friends become so damn loveable i almost wish my life had exploded earlier.
 
NF: Bummed. Had a bunch of nightmarish and depressing dreams. :(
 
@miolo: i didn't officially change residence yet, although i've been trying. the scattering is going to end sooner or later tho. :p

@cael: sorry, i'm the wrong blood type.
 
Damned day ... I was going to be present at an operation (it was my dream). But I wasn't allowed to enter the surgical room cause I didn't have special pants :(
Then I hurt my finger helping to pick broken glass...
 
hyena: Isn't there voting via mail in Italy? :err: Or voting via proxy/solicitor?

rahvin: Just lean back and don't bother too much about the view. Remember to not fasten your safety belt.

NF: AAAAAHHH! There aren't a single beer in the whole house! Here I am, finally with some time to relax after a long day filled of maths, and_there_is_no_beer. I had been "planning" to do some lightweight boozing by myself since my friends are out having fun without me :bah: but no no, not this time, young man.
The options now are:
1. Stay sober. (haha. no.)
2. Bike to the nearest store and buy some beer. (haha. no. that's 10 km)
3. Go straight on the heavy stuff and open up the 1 litre bottle of dark Bacardi I bought in Spain. (Yep. there we go.)
 
NF: Relaxed after almost an entire day spent sleeping, watching tv, and reading outside in the not-quite-sunshine. I also actually cooked myself some food, rather than just tranferring food from freezer to oven. My almost-omlette was... interesting.
 
carl: nope, we have to go there and vote personally. and i know how it feels, when no beer is where it should rightfully be. i have shops very close to my flat, but i sometimes come home from the office after 8pm and the shops are closed. it's frustrating.

nf: last weekend of work. yay! everyone in italy listen to the damn state of the economy address on monday morning and think of the hyenas toiling in the dark (well...) and amidst the pollen on silly saturday afternoons. and no, i won't be in the room broadcast on tv. :p i'll be in a side room with screens and all, striving to keep my eyes open.
 
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