Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
William Shakespeare, The Tempest
It was a very sunny day, was four hours in the open-air bath. Sleeping and reading. My little brother failed his test for getting a license to drive one of this little motor-cycles. Some days ago he said it would be easy... you see my brother is really a dumb guy, what a pity that you need to be American to become prez ;-)
The party at Fri 13th (hehehe) is becoming more and more real. Some guy from #linux-ger at
OPN is coming along, cool no? I hope sun will shine then, if not it will get hard :-( there's not enough room in the house itself (I don't like indoor-parties).
Still don't know what to do about Evi, I should call her (don't have her number, but that won't be a problem, UPDATE: just as I wrote this a friend sent me the number), but what to say when I call her? I have no clue, never have one. I really need a grrlfriend. OK if you would see her you would say she isn't that pretty but she is intelligent, funny and very nice.
Charlie did a diary entry that really scared me. He's writing about death and all that shit, I hope his mood will get better. I always think that my own situation is the worst possible, but there are people who are more worse of than me.
I finished a very good book some days ago. "In einem andren Land" (Farwell to Arms) by Ernest Hemmingway. Some of you may know that Hemmingway wrote his stories when he was drunk (he wrote a lot ;-) and after reading this one I'm sure he did. He wrote one third about drinking (the main character Fred is drunken most of the time), one third about war (the Great War, 1917-1918 in northern Italy to be very exact) and the third part if about love and all the problems that come with it.
This guy American Fred is a medic in the Italian army (the US joined the war later, in both World Wars) and meets this Scotswoman Catherine (a nurse), they fall in love, he gets wounded and both are together. She gets pregnant, he has to return to the front-line and because of the Italian he (as American officer parted from his unit) has to flee from Italy. So both flee to Swiss and because of complication during the birth of teir son she and the baby-boy die. It has a sad ending but I love this book, it's realistic and Hemmingway shows you the life of a man in this times.
I gonna do a flyer for the party now, let's see what new gimp stuff I find ;-)