neko's thinkbox

What am I going on about?

And before you go “dunno, lol”…

Well, as previously announced on twitter, I’m posting a whole blog entry in a vain attempt explaining how awesome (or not) this day was.

For once that I take the car to uni (because I overslept for bus/train, of course) this morning, I get pulled over on the motorway for driving 130 Km/h instead of 110 Km/h. Normally, speed limit is 130 and no warped soul would even look your way, but because of bad weather / raining, it’s limited to 110. Don’t ask, our cool traffic rules here.
Think I’m stupid? I was actually aware of that rule. And I was using CRUISE CONTROL anyway. So I was cool. -I mean, as much as I like Super Butter Dog (TOUSOU NO FREEEEEEWAY!!!!), I wouldn’t lose as much control over myself as to actually drive MAD SPEEDZ on a wet road.

Fact: A car similar to mine (a silver Renault Clio) was overtaking me at the time the fuzz was checking speeds. They mistook me for that car!! They probably got all confused and thought it was me. I was completely in a WTF SHIT state. After showing them my ID, license, car documents, plus! alcootest (it was OBVIOUSLY pos NEGATIVE!!!) I had explained that thing to them plus the fact that I had been using CAPS LOCK all along too.
Normally, they’d be all suspicious because that story totally reeked of lie (I’m sure tons of people try tricking them with something like that), and you can’t imagine how fkin DOKIDOKI I was because it was my first time being pulled over too (popped dat cherry!!!).
But they actually agreed. WTF? I was puzzled.

Fuck With You Shichau Zo!

Actually, they had thought I was racing with that car (something about comparing motor on similar car models wtf) and just thought they should pull me over for shits and giggles to check if I was drunk or high or something. Interesting, do they do that with every car that overtakes another one on the highway? Seriously, wtf.
But since I’m (sadly?) just your average, awfully sober and boring guy, they eventually let me slip. Without an apology, too. Thank you for wasting my time on this shitty, rainy day, parking geniuses.

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At uni, I discuss my letter of motivation for the English unis, and since it’s already pretty late into enrollment year (considering first deadline was January 15th…) my reference teacher told me it definitely wasn’t convincing enough, and gave me hints and advices how to improve it further. Nothing really eventful here… oh, that I had to wait for one hour and a half for the teacher to arrive, but that’s of course my fault for not attending her course because of that prank on the highway earlier, and not knowing she’d be out for lunch for over an hour too.

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On my way back home, my mum calls me, and tells me her new computer has arrived. Another WTF, they sent me a shipping confirmation on Monday and it arrived on Tuesday already! Sure, you might say, post usually is fast, especially in such a small country like Luxembourg, but I’ll have you know that 1. post usually takes at least two days to arrive at destination here, and 2. it came from Germany, which usually takes at least half a week (or an entire week-end)! Well, that’s good news. Big thanks, Alternate!

By the way, it’s this computer. Very cheap, ~160 Euro, and has exactly the power necessary for my mum’s needs: Internet (gmail/msn/fb), Word and, of course, Spider Solitaire.
Only hitch: it has no PS/2 ports, and I only have two such keyboard lying around here. And my old wireless crap is bonkers anyway. So I headed out to get an USB keyboard at the nearest store. But what I thought would be a short car trip turned out to be a 2 hour journey through frustration and rage.

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Because, as I tweeted, yeah, I had a car accident.

KAPIIIIIEM

My first one, too! (’nother cherry popped, cheers!) Tiny one, but still. Happened on the parking lot down there, there was a car standing in the middle of the lot, and people getting out of the car on the right. The driver noticed me behind and waved me to pass to the left, and since there was enough space, I went. And then, BAM. The passenger on the back seat opened the door, exactly at the moment I drove past it. Result: my right mirror = gone, and their door got a ludicrous dent (I was driving slowly, mind you. It’s a parking lot after all.)
I could have been panicking in face of such a new event, or even burst out in anger because of everything that had happened today, but I surprisingly kept a cool head. Like… “lol accident“? Or I am simply used to getting streaks of bad luck recently. Or I’m just too stupid to grasp the seriousness of the situation. The usual conclusion is always: It Could Have Been Worse!

So with that (un)precise mindset, I got out of the car, shook the other driver’s hand (Yes, I remain courteous no matter the situation… bitches, don’t look at me with that grin on your face *shakes fist*), shot angry glances at the stupid passenger who opened that damn door despite the driver’s alleged warnings. Fact: that guy was an Afro-American (irrelevant to me, but apparently very relevant to the driver), and most likely didn’t know Luxembourgish, so warnings = down the drain. Anyway, next time he’ll want to open his car door, he’ll now look around for an entire minute before doing so. Because next time, it could be his foot. Or his leg. His arm. His whole body. Fool.

‘neways, insurer (who incidentally!! came by the PREVIOUS DAY renewing insurances and warning of accidents (*@/%$§”!!!)) helped me filling the accident report through the telephone – very reliable and awesome guy btw – and the whole stuff was cleared… after two hours. Mazzletoff! End of story: 100% other driver’s fault (even if it wasn’t his per se but.) Not. Mine. His employer will be very pleased to hear it, because it was a rented company car on top of that. GG.

Oh did I mention, I was driving my mum’s new car. She was also extremely delighted to hear the news and see that restyled mirror. I still went to buy that keyboard though. F*cker.

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In the evening, my mum’s computer seemed to be working fine. The cursed keyboard was fine, windows installed fine, drivers installed fine, everything was FINE. BUT INTERNET DIDN’T ARGH WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
The LAN cable works fine on my laptop but that small PC says CABLE DISCONNECTED ARRRRRGH
OLD DRIVERS, NEW DRIVERS, NOTHING WORKS FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
FLIP ROUTER UP AND DOWN, TWIST AND BEND THAT CABLE TEN TIMES,
I COULD SMASH THAT PIECE OF *”//=”$§()/%($%Z§$53 IN TINY LITTLE PIECES FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Like this loli beating up that lolicon healthy young man for repeated bad moves

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And I knocked over a cup of coffee a couple of minutes ago while I was typing this shit

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY