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Hm. I think for once I actually do have a goal for next year... For this to be, if at all possible, the last Christmas season in retail. Seriously. I know no job is perfect, but I think I need a change in annoyances. I want to be able to have leisure before Christmas again, go to advent markets, take my time in choosing presents for people, want to be enthusiastic about baking Weihnachtskekse again... instead of telling god knows how many people that, no, we don't have this book any longer, and no, I don't know if, or when, I'm going to have it in stock again, until I want to scream and bang my head against the next wall. If I never hear the word Sudoku again... ::sigh:: Not going to happen.

I really hope that 1) I'll be able to maintain the determination, and, more importantly, 2) will actually find something at least reasonably interesting and aggravating in all new and exciting ways . Anyway, the search starts after I'll have revived from Christmas.

( Harry Potter: GoF )

[BTW, there's a rather funny parody of the movie here, if you haven't seen it already.]


The not-really-a-rant about Buffy will have to wait, it got too long and rambly already to finish tonight... Which really begs the question why it always has to take me forever to sort out my thoughts and put them into words...


Random, unrelated thought of the day... It's curious. Between zoos and television you think you're a little jaded, you've seen it... well, not all, but a lot of things. Even strange things, or in this case, strange animals, are not all that strange.

But sometimes you still get something of that profound sense of alienation that early explorers must have felt when they first set foot on a strange land and saw things that not only they hadn't seen before, but never even heard of before. And you understand how the legends came about, the to our eyes odd-looking drawings, the descriptions that struggle to find an object of comparison to describe something they had no real frame of reference for. I channel surfed into a program about fruit bats this evening and to see a whole (flock? swarm? what's the correct term?), thousands of the of them, flying in the bright day, the light shimmering through their semi-transparent wings... it was a weird sight, because my brain wanted to see birds in this sky dark with flying... animals, then kept bringing up images of those flying dinosaurs, and refused to connect this with our nocturnal bats...

Or maybe I'm really, really weird.