Actually, I’m already here. I nearly managed to let two years pass since my last entry. I don’t know why I even bother. Anyway, my pursuit of a bachelor’s degree led me to Bath. For the next five weeks I will perform acoustic model measurements at the local university under the wings of a well credited acoustician. We will see how that goes.

The trip Oldenburg – Bremen – Stansted – London – Bath was pleasantly uneventful (ignoring the delay of my flight and my alarm shooing me out of my snugly bed at 5 o’clock) and despite the rumors relating to the obscurity of London’s tubes, everything went smooth. Not considering the waiting periods for planes and trains, the trip was considerably faster than a travel to visit friends and family in the south of Germany.

For some reason I can’t recall why I always assumed that GB and Germany share the same timezone. Instead I gained an hour today. Surprise! Not a day goes by without learning something new.

Not freshly learned but painfully confirmed is my prejudice about student accommodations. It will have to do. It just will.. the fridges are not very trustworthy, there doesn’t seem to be a spare set of dishes, the overall impression is rather bleak. Well. I’m going out for something to eat and a beer.

There will probably be more updates on this. Maybe.

Today I felt the sudden urge to reanimate this place. It has been a while since my last post and that while was well spend, kind of. I went back to school and started studying and moved to the other side of the country. And as far as productivity goes, that was pretty much it. The rest of the time was wasted with music and beer, wine and cigarettes. Besides that I’ve been crawling through dungeons an hostile landscapes for ages in an (in)famous MMO. Honestly, that’s pretty much it. Anyhow, today I updated WP to the latest version and although the layout of my sidebar is a bit mixed up, all essential functions are up an running.

If anyone is actually stopping by, come back anytime soon for there probably will be, well, things and stuff..

Just found this article on /. speaking of fund-raising issues for an exhibit on Darwin. Seems like Cooperate America fears the power of the fundamental and lobotomized followship of G. W. Bush. Funny, eh? Guess the cranking out of Nobel prize winners of that country is going to stop anytime soon..

Check out this FAQ I stumbled across reading Patrick’s Blog. So, god doesn’t exist. That’s some news! Very unfortunate for those believers, isn’t it? But not all is lost! Why, there’s still the FSM to belive in. I mean, yes, it’s also a god, but it’s the real one, really! There’s all the evidence (read: no evidence) you’ll ever need to justify your believe in a being which guides your steps, relieves your pain and carries your burden. sic(k)!

Ok, so much for me beeing a heretic and sarcastic prick. But there really is a point to it. And when those right-winged, lobotomized followers of intelligent design will take over the world, which surely will happen considered their god is on their side, I’m sure to be one the right side (not right like in direction or political preference but right like "Yeah! Correct. I’m actually right. Again!"). Which will be the wrong side. Which will be the loosing one. But still the right for me, for that’s where I feel much more comfortable.

So if anyone feels treated unfairly for his believes (which at least implies that someone is actually reading this), be assured: I respect anyones believes, gods and monsters, but please keep them to yourself. Well, it’s still believing, isn’t it? My father used to say the following: "Glauben heisst nichts wissen, und nichts  wissen heisst dumm sein." which can be translated as "Believing means not knowing (anything) and not knowing (anything) means being stupid." Harsh words, but there’s truth in it for me.

I just read an old strip of NN2S, titled ‘Kill the Hipsters, I’ which, by the way, might indicate that it’s only the first in a series of happy hipster bashing. Anyhow, Mitch also adds a short rant which I can absolutely agree with (FYI, hipster bashing also happens quite regularly at QC).

Instead of adding to this, let me keep my energy for a quite similar topic: metrosexuals. They appeared out of nowhere, one at a time, walking through the city or sitting vis-a-vie in a cafe. Well, somewhat amusing, those Beckham-worshippers, but there’ve been stranger people around. The thing is, for the last few months, they appear like mushrooms after rain. Literally everywhere. When entering school again last week, I felt an urge to do something, anything. Laugh, cry, run away or just hit one of them as hard as I can. This isn’t funny anymore. I mean, they look like fscking clones. Those stupid hairdos – dyed, wannabe mohawk or with little patterns shaved in. And even though: it all looks the same. Their overpriced Dolce&Gabbana shirts looking fucked up on purpose and displaying some stupid message. Same for the jeans. They are that cut that I wouldn’t make it into one of those in the morning without tearing the whole thing apart. OK, I’d worn torn jeans for years, but that is about 10 years back and I didn’t to this on purpose. They just got worn out or torn by skating (actually, by bailing out) and the like. Speaking about the jeans, take your time and a close look at those ridiculous patches.. or maybe I just don’t get it. Last but not least, the jeans have to go into the socks, which leaves them well prepared for any flood to come. So, this whole outfit at least serves one purpose. (I also do this, but that’s when riding my bike to prevent my jeans hanging in the chain. I fix this as soon as I get off the bike. Also, I have rarely seen one of those I-didn’t-get-the-point-of-individualism-but-following-the-stream-will-surely-work-guys on a bike).

I’ll stop here. I have to. There’re about dozens of details I left out, but in the end, those ppl just don’t deserve it. Not a single word. They’d be forgotten in silence and the welfare would have tons of clothes every self-respecting bum would refuse to wear.

But as it is, I had to write this. Higher calling – or just the fact that I realized that I’m stupid. Compensation, plain and simple. I’m having serious problems getting in sync with maths although I’m considering the topics we’re covering pretty easy – from an impartial point of view – but sitting in front of some of those exercises is really fueling the doubt in me. But, confidence, jepp. That’s it. Speaking about compensation: What is a guy trying to compensate who styles himself like described above? Honestly? I don’t want to know. There are some things better left in the dark.

Free math lessons are welcome none the less..