The Monologues of the Master

This week can be summarised as "success" when it comes to the only question my parents always ask when they call me, the one about how much I have worked. Sadly/Fortunately their calls have become less common as it's obviously not a very uplifting subject. The "success" this week is that I have actually worked pretty much although moving furniture actually only serve to drain my motivation (Although it gives well needed funds)

 

Speaking of work a german I worked with yesterday and today informed me that the new german motto is no longer  "Arbeit macht frei" but rather the opposite "If you come home from work tired, it your own fault" implying that one should conserve as much energy as possible while at work. It was really funny yesterday when I sneaked up on him while he was hiding in the lunchroom and I yelled "Arbeit!" he was shocked like waking up from a dream, and who knows maybe he was sleeping upright? :P

 

In general it feels like I am losing momentum this week since my well needed injection last week. I meet a lame Brazilian girl yesterday, but she was uninteresting both on the physical and personal level, funny enough had a really hot erotic dream about the really hot brazilian chick who blueballed the Acid Santa two years ago, Funny coincidence as I usually don't dream erotic dreams about girls who blue balled my friends two years ago, and the only thing that girl and yesterdays girl had in common was the nationality.

 

It also felt as I were losing momentum when a girl I chatted with, gave me her number by her own initiative, in case I wanted to set up a game of tennis. When I contacted her it turned out she was busy this weekend and wanted to have a drink next week. Since tennis is usually more fun than two hours of talking this was also lame.

 

Oh well.. I still have some spirit left, Let's keep pushing til I am out.

 

 

// The Master