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no internet…feeling homicidal

The entirety of my hatred is aimed at I’ve not wanted to physically hurt anybody for quite some time, but after paying stupid amounts for an internet connection that Doesn’t Work for a full fortnight I’m ready to maim whichever poor repairman finally turns up.

Insert your own expletives. I’ll sit here whimpering, and wishing I was back with good ol’ NTL.


Finally, I’m now back with broadband, a [room of my own](’s_Own), and enough free time to read the news. There might actually be another post here inside the next couple of months.

I’m now in Berlin, tryng to learn German and drifting around Kreuzberg. I’m here for at least the next three months, although I might extend that if Berlin continues to rock as much as it has for the week I’ve been here.


More happy-smily XKCD. And life hasn’t stopped being good yet, either

another happy update

Berlin still good.

I’m living in Kreuzberg, which is something like Berlin’s answer to Camden. This bar is a street away from me, and there are so, so many other great places nearby.

On karohemd‘s suggestion (thanks), I headed off to K17 on Friday. Start by imaging slimelight. Then take out most of the druggies, add in a floor of 80s goodness, reduce the price, get rid of the paranoia-inducing door policy, and tilt the gender balance to 75% female. Unfortunately, you also have to get rid of the 50p coffee and the pretty boys – despite being surrounded by stunning-looking women, the men seem to make no effort beyond putting on a clean t-shirt. Yes, I know I’m being hypocritical, but I feel like next time I’ll have to do the whole “daubing my face in inexpertly-applied black makeup” thing, just so *somebody* does.

There are other good things about Berlin – but the goth bits seemed easiest to translate for LJ.