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Huhum Me Hard

A story that apparently only two people find amusing.

Last week, one of my bosses (I have loads of them) at my new job came over to our group and said: Can you please close the knowledge database? Thanks. Mikey you too. Wow. He remembered my name? Exactly what I answered:

• Me: Wow, you remembered my name?
• Boss: I even remember more of you.
• Me: Yeah? Did you type my name into Google?
• Boss: No, I didn't need that but it took me quite a while until I remembered. A big grin started to show up on his face.
• I stared at my boss without knowing what the hell he's talking about.
• Boss: Fuck me hard dot com. – The grin got worse.
• I bursted out into horrible bodily expressions and laughter: Nooooo! Fuck! Oh fuck! No!
• Boss did as well, except he didn't swear.

It's true. At some point I owned fuck-me-hard.com (beware, I don't anymore). I'm not kidding. For a year, or maybe two, I don't remember. What's even worse, I gave the guy that is now my boss, whom I obviously haven't met back then, a subdomain.

I knew his face. I thought he had something to do with Schönheitsfehler at first, I even wanted to ask. Godamnit. And then he's one of the few people who were involved in buying and providing morally questionable (sub)domains while being underaged. I guess my life isn't boring.

Catchup the (n)^10^10^10th

Job job job, book book book, feelings feelings feelings, hair hair hair.

I won't complain about my blogging frequency now, I've done it too often and I intend it to be vanished as soon as possible. There's quite a bit to catch up as most of the time, so I'll just get to the content. (By the way, I should count the blog entries I wrote on a train. Yes, I'm on a train now, and no I don't have a connection right now, which is probably the reason why I'm not too distracted to write it.)

The most important change is probably that I have a job now. I work as an agent in a callcenter. It's not directly thrilling but alright. Let me put it this way: I'm still looking for a job in the IT industry that needs a little bit more active thinking. The schooling was quite odd, in a positive way: I've never learned this fast about something I'm not interested in. Maybe I've learned my lesson and I'm now able to handle *#$% I don't care about? I hope so, but I guess I need to test it more.

I bought Stephen Hawking's Universe in a Nutshell, and I'm reading it too, although I wish I would do so faster. From now on I will only purchase pocket editions of books - carrying it around is not so convenient due to its rather big size - no I don't have it with me.

And … I met someone I'm interested in romantically. Yes, this paragraph might seem a little soul-exhibitionistic but hey, I don't care, I'm not going to whine here. I'm not sure I'll see her again after the Jamie Lidell concert, but I'll try to. It's new to me to have someone that you drift with towards eachother one day, and on the other there's a huge gap that doesn't want to shrink. I think it has to do with the intimacy of the conversation which is also triggered by the environment. Or maybe I'm also just too verbose *cough*. I got to know Alex, yes, that's her name, through my mother. They are friends and meet without my presence to complain about my hair… err. All that because I offered her to make a compilation – I ended up writing a booklet consisting of 5500 words, and burning 4 CD's filled with digitally encoded music of 42 CD's. Oh dear, exciting times I live in.

By the way, I got a haircut: They don't complain anymore now. No the photo is not intended to look sad.