It's time for an update. And after reading it you should understand why I have been idle:
I'm still in Greece.
I have nothing but time on my hands.
SInce the 15th of October I am not working.
I get up at around 9. I do my morning beachrace. I come home, eat breakfast, shower.
Switch on the computer.
Download a few episodes of GG or HEroes to watch in the night.
I google for guitar tabs to print and practice.
I email and hang on facebook a little too long for my own good.
I have my coffee outside. (still 25 degrees and sunshine).
Maybe I cook something.
I think about what I will do next. ANd then I do nothing. I do really nothing.
Then NIk comes home.
We do nothing.
Then we eat.
I don't wash the dishes anymore since the newley purchased dishwasher takes care of that. I feel slightly otiose for that reason.
Maybe we go for a coffee with some people or alone.
Maybe I play with the cat.
Maybe I walk the dog.
Maybe I translate some Cornelis songs into greek and perform them with the half acoustic guitar in front of my only audience: Nik.
Yesterday I received my so called Blue Card. Which wasn't blue at all. It was yellow and is my residents permit. It took two weeks and something the policeman told me when leaving the application. When I enetered the police station yesterday the card wasn't made still. "Give me five minutes", the deputy told me. And I could't help but wonder what the hell the twoo weeks of waiting were for. It's now in my hands however. This card means I now can go and have my workers insurance from the summer. So I visited the company accountant today. She was wondering what I was doing there. I said I want my Insurance. She said the company is closed for the season. I said I know. She said. you told me you won't take any insurance this year..I said, I changed my mind. She said talk to your boss.
Ready to pull my hair off I called one of my three bosses and made an appointment for tomorrow.
After that
I invested 70 euro in my shoe fetsichism. I saw Nik in the bank to offer him a banana and a diet coke which he neglected. I agreed with Matina, before leaving the bank that we would go do Greek dancing on Saturday.
Niks mom has a kitchen project today. She is sending a package to her 36 year old son in AThens who is Married since one year. A package full of MOthers love. Apple pie, biftekia and other delicious foods which only she knows how to prepare for her son. I will contribute to this package of love by making negerbollar tomorrow night.
I'm still in Greece.
I have nothing but time on my hands.
SInce the 15th of October I am not working.
I get up at around 9. I do my morning beachrace. I come home, eat breakfast, shower.
Switch on the computer.
Download a few episodes of GG or HEroes to watch in the night.
I google for guitar tabs to print and practice.
I email and hang on facebook a little too long for my own good.
I have my coffee outside. (still 25 degrees and sunshine).
Maybe I cook something.
I think about what I will do next. ANd then I do nothing. I do really nothing.
Then NIk comes home.
We do nothing.
Then we eat.
I don't wash the dishes anymore since the newley purchased dishwasher takes care of that. I feel slightly otiose for that reason.
Maybe we go for a coffee with some people or alone.
Maybe I play with the cat.
Maybe I walk the dog.
Maybe I translate some Cornelis songs into greek and perform them with the half acoustic guitar in front of my only audience: Nik.
Yesterday I received my so called Blue Card. Which wasn't blue at all. It was yellow and is my residents permit. It took two weeks and something the policeman told me when leaving the application. When I enetered the police station yesterday the card wasn't made still. "Give me five minutes", the deputy told me. And I could't help but wonder what the hell the twoo weeks of waiting were for. It's now in my hands however. This card means I now can go and have my workers insurance from the summer. So I visited the company accountant today. She was wondering what I was doing there. I said I want my Insurance. She said the company is closed for the season. I said I know. She said. you told me you won't take any insurance this year..I said, I changed my mind. She said talk to your boss.
Ready to pull my hair off I called one of my three bosses and made an appointment for tomorrow.
After that
I invested 70 euro in my shoe fetsichism. I saw Nik in the bank to offer him a banana and a diet coke which he neglected. I agreed with Matina, before leaving the bank that we would go do Greek dancing on Saturday.
Niks mom has a kitchen project today. She is sending a package to her 36 year old son in AThens who is Married since one year. A package full of MOthers love. Apple pie, biftekia and other delicious foods which only she knows how to prepare for her son. I will contribute to this package of love by making negerbollar tomorrow night.
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