Fire in the Hole

Let's do this, guys. Let's tell the EU Parliament what we think about making ISPs the democratically non-legitimated police and judges of the interwebs rolled into one. Let's tell them how much our freedom of speech matters to us and what we think about denying developing countries affordable medication (because yes, that's part of ACTA, too). Let's sign those:

Just say no to ACTA campaign by access

ACTA petition by AVAAZ.org

Let's tell them how sick we are of old white men who print out their e-mails trying to reign the internet.

Into finally finishing my application for Military Studies, that is.

Yes, today I sent off the application (God bless the post office at Bahnhof Friedrichstraße for being open on Sundays! I'm sure they saved hundreds of university applications and thesis from being rejected because of arriving after the closing of the deadline already), only three days before closing of  the deadline. That's real fast, isn't it? (most of all when taking in consideration that I knew I wanted to study that already back in November 2010... oh well)

Anyway, let's all hope I don't get rejected right away.. and might even get to go back to university. Also... I'd very much like to thank everyone who cheered me on and/or kicked my ass until I was finally done with the application, most of all schnelmi, heitidei, mackenziesmomma, pingulotta, sgteam14283, asugar and ancient_leah. If I get admitted, it'll only be to your credit \o/

For example on the job front. And maybe a bit on the health front as well. Also, includes lots of Berlin pictures again because I just can't help gushing about it.

( Oooh, baby, baby, it's a wild world... )

Also, on the rest health front: Remember the little accident at fencing last week? Went to the GP on Monday and thankfully she told me it wasn't a ruptured muscle fibre but just a bruise. Apparently, there are kinds of bruises you can't see but feel and she said that was such a thing. It's also gotten a lot better since it happened so I'm confident I can go back to sports next week.

Oh, oh, oh, AND I'm an idiot because with all the State Department commotion yesterday I totally forgot that it was asugar's birthday yesterday. Shame on me :( Happy Birthday, dear! And I just know you'll graduate this year and you'll graduate with the best result possible! You can do it!

About the disappearance of German MilBloggers, that is. Seriously, it's starting to aquire the appearance of a plague. In late 2009, Soldatenglück simply went poof (I swear, it literally disappeared... one day it was there and the next... nothing, just a site that was empty apart from a note saying "Maintenance" or something) and I do miss it, not only for the news but also as an archive (even though I seemed to spark quite the controversity whenever I decided to comment...).

( Where have all the bloggers gone... )

Huh. I just realized I haven't blogged about anything remotely political in ages. Somehow blogging fannish stuff seems to have taken precedence... I guess it's time I blog something new in the "On... Germans" category, right (because I always get political when I do that)?

I finally survived moving house. Yay me. I managed to get through cleaning and rearranging the apartment that was supposed to serve as storage for my stuff, packing my stuff, painting the living room, packing more of my stuff, having a herd of shipping crew guys trample through my apartment, going up to Berlin, supervising guys unload my stuff, driving back to where I used to live, suffering through a migraine, suffering through several other migraines, having a nervous breakdown, trying to paint the bedroom, almost having another nervous breakdown, painting the bedroom, painting the kitchen and the corridor with the help of three really, really great friends, disposing of about a ton of trash (or at least it felt like that), getting snipped at by the neighbor one last time, cleaning up the apartment, waiting for the guy who agreed to drive me and the rest of my stuff to Berlin, seeing the landlord pick at things that were insignificant (and thanks for not giving me back all of my deposit money for the apartment not being "clean enough" after I cleaned for SIX FREAKING HOURS DAMMIT!) and miss things that were noteworthy (if your new tennant gripes about laminate and ugly scratches in it it's not my fault, you moron!), getting driven to Berlin and unloading the rest of my stuff.

( Country roads... take me home... to the place... I belooooooong! )

Oh, and in writing news: I so want to post Chapter Eight of A Little Place Like Kokomo but §&$%&ing ff.net doesn't let me. I really, really want to see my readers' reaction to it but ff.net obviously decided to be a bitch again and show me why we have a love/hate relationship. I really didn't need that, thank you very much. Well... not. Anyway... bed now. Yeah *content sigh