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Rosey Monday
Feb. 19th, 2007 10:06 pmI was... *drumrolls* at WORK today!
Yes, that's right - me, student of the glorious city of Cologne, usually friend of all things related to dressing up - did not only not celebrate carnival, but even WORK!
My opinions of dressing up and those of the general carnival-goer differ greatly anyway. I mean, I saw enough of those people in the past weeks. Either they're just wearing a funny hat or scarf, or they're wearing those cheap flimsy polyester costumes. And those are the people who celebrate carnival religiously! Each and every year!
Considering that I occasionally move in circles where people put a hell of a lot of effort (and sometimes, but not always, money) into their costumes so they look really really good and authentic, this is so disappointing. Especially as the people with the GOOD costumes are often poor students, apprentices, trainees and entrants, whereas the people in the cheap polyester garb are generally well into their jobs if not downright rich and could afford so much better.
Granted, when your only purpose in your costume is getting drunk anyway, there's probably little point in making it good, as nobody will notice the effor after the first twenty minutes, but... still.
Ah well.
At any rate, I was at work. Working on a pseudo-holiday is wonderful; hardly anyone there, certainly not my idiot colleague or the new student (who, while nice, has for no reason discernible to me, been made MY responsibility rather than that of our boss - I would feel flattered if I intended to stay in the company for more than two years (if that)), enough room to actually get some work done - AND a chance to do some reading or writing of my own (or both, as it was).
I've actually begun the third chapter of the plotbunny from Angband fanfic. That's not impressive in itself, but generally second chapters are what stops me; they slow me down, steal my motivation, and then the bunny bounces away anyway. So making it beyond the second and into the third chapter is... yay. Even if I end up giving up later on - I have no idea, I've never made it that far yet, so...
Anyway. Happy Chinese New Year to those to whom it applies, a fun carnival to those who happen to celebrate it (in style, I hope), and a nice week to all and one!
Yes, that's right - me, student of the glorious city of Cologne, usually friend of all things related to dressing up - did not only not celebrate carnival, but even WORK!
My opinions of dressing up and those of the general carnival-goer differ greatly anyway. I mean, I saw enough of those people in the past weeks. Either they're just wearing a funny hat or scarf, or they're wearing those cheap flimsy polyester costumes. And those are the people who celebrate carnival religiously! Each and every year!
Considering that I occasionally move in circles where people put a hell of a lot of effort (and sometimes, but not always, money) into their costumes so they look really really good and authentic, this is so disappointing. Especially as the people with the GOOD costumes are often poor students, apprentices, trainees and entrants, whereas the people in the cheap polyester garb are generally well into their jobs if not downright rich and could afford so much better.
Granted, when your only purpose in your costume is getting drunk anyway, there's probably little point in making it good, as nobody will notice the effor after the first twenty minutes, but... still.
Ah well.
At any rate, I was at work. Working on a pseudo-holiday is wonderful; hardly anyone there, certainly not my idiot colleague or the new student (who, while nice, has for no reason discernible to me, been made MY responsibility rather than that of our boss - I would feel flattered if I intended to stay in the company for more than two years (if that)), enough room to actually get some work done - AND a chance to do some reading or writing of my own (or both, as it was).
I've actually begun the third chapter of the plotbunny from Angband fanfic. That's not impressive in itself, but generally second chapters are what stops me; they slow me down, steal my motivation, and then the bunny bounces away anyway. So making it beyond the second and into the third chapter is... yay. Even if I end up giving up later on - I have no idea, I've never made it that far yet, so...
Anyway. Happy Chinese New Year to those to whom it applies, a fun carnival to those who happen to celebrate it (in style, I hope), and a nice week to all and one!
