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jubelhunden
Nine years ago the first entry appeared in this blog. That was the livejournal's team screw up (the first but not the last throughout those long years) as they automatically posted a welcome greeting message dated one day earlier than the blog was created. I couldn't do it on Sep 30 for it was Sunday and I was walking around Stockholm downtown, taking photos, climbing up the Stadshuset tower and drinking beer in a pub at the beginning of the Götgatan street at Södermalm. I remember how I encountered a couple of Russian tourists staying in a long queue to the tower and complaining all the time I'll get an opportunity to get in before them while they were in hurry so I ran out of patience and turned around and told they are free to go ahead of me in their native tongue. They seemed confused for they didn't expect me to understand what they were speaking to each other. When I got to the top of the tower my camera battery ran out so I had to rely on a crappy SonyEricsson's K700i so no good shots were made that day. Then I strolled through Gamla Stan and reached Södermalm where a pub caused me to alter my way and come in for refreshment. There I met an old guy who turned out to be an ex Ericsson engineer who spent a lot of time in South America. Most of all he regretted the fact he was married at the time and therefore was faithful to his wife while 'there were a lot of opportunity to screw the entire village for my week's wage'. From my side I regret that stupid decision to pay for his beer that prompted him to buy a new one for me that turned into an endless drinking competition till I almost fell dead drunk under the bar. I don't remember how I got home but it wasn't a big challenge after all as I lived just a mile down the same Götgatan street. So I spent the rest of the day in my bed and technically was unable to create the blog. Anyway let's celebrate those long nine years online and five thousand entries posted for no apparent purpose. Perhaps it will live to ten years that I hope to celebrate in a better condition than now.
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I don't even know if it was worth it skipping swimming for today. I do feel better but still weak and tired because of the escalation in the office. There is no progress and we have no clue on what's going on over there as we simply watch one M-MGw node to go out after another in the customer network across the US. We went so deeply into the code and learned some new stuff about the product we thought we know almost everything about. Now it's time to start thinking out of the box. By the way the Indian summer has started over here.
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I had big plans for the second half of the week but now I feel terrible with my throat sore and fever that makes my muscles weak and head dizzy. I have to put almost everything on hold, a visit to the recruitment office, to the swimming pool and to the gym and finally the long-awaited cleaning my place. What I cannot put on hold is the ongoing taskforce in the office due to high severity of the problem and a slight prospect of breakthrough that has appeared out of the blue. A colleague of mine took a sick leave on Monday and according to her he got fever and high temperature for the whole week. I strongly suspect I caught a flu from her since I started to feel sick on Saturday, a day after the last time I've seen her.
For now I'm just laying on a sofa under an extremely warm blanket from IKEA that forces me to sweat like hell after eating a few spoons of honey and pondering on where to get the Brian Greene's The Icarus at the Edge of Time book.
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I still have that mysterious case from Texas on me where no one seems to know what's going on and what to do. Luckily I found time to sneak out of the office at lunch to swim in the pool across the road. At first it felt extremely easy and I covered 600 metres in two sittings but then it has become hard to breath and I started to feel headache. Probably the cold was back and I got high blood pressure because of it. Anyway my swimming instructor made me attach a weight to each leg and swim for around a kilometre. I've made it but it was tough. If it were a year ago I wouldn't have done even a half of the assignment. But now I learned a lesson - don't hurry and breathe at a regular pace. Perhaps if the same principle is applied to work I would be able to do better in the office as well.
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This saga started a long time ago when I was young and got ready to graduate the university. As heavens were merciful to me I was neither disabled nor retarded and the only thing that worried me was future employment. I had no clear vision on what to do but the solution came by itself when the local recruitment office sent me a writ to come at once for a small talk. I won't get into details here but I applied my diplomatic skills at full force and a few hours later left the building in my civil dress rather than a military uniform. The only problem was I didn't get a military ID either but rather hold a piece of paper stating my military rank as lieutenant with temporary validity. The person who issued it intended to see me again as soon as the validity expires but he didn't expect how valuable my diplomatic skill would grow in time. I got a job when the ID was still valid since over here we have obligatory military service and without ID one can only hope to get a lowest-paid kind of job. A couple of years later I changed the job and talked my way through the human resource department who agreed that it's a mere nonsense to pick at the expired validity date on a shabby piece of paper belonging to such a charming person. Twelve years passed and only now the recruitment office realized what a terrible mistake they did. They contacted my company and forced me to come along to sort this mess out at once. I can ignore them once again but since our project is coming to an end and the chances are high I'll be looking for a new job soon I'll need a proper ID this time. These are tough times and no one is gonna hire a person with an overdue ID anymore. The problem is I'll likely excercise the full wrath of the military commanders this time. They can and likely will force me to pass a medical board and can also dispatch me to a military training to some godforsaken place for a month. Even Hamlet had a choice when he proclaimed his famous 'To be or not to be?'. I haven't. So wish me luck and I'll cross my fingers. Here comes the winter of our discontent.
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A view from a baloon
It took me some time to realize that the settlement underneath is my hometown and the balloon is hovering almost above my home.
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