Dearest blog. I have been listening lately to "Anna Frank - The diary of a
young girl" and it makes me furious and sad that I have learned this vulgar
version of english instead of that written in England. Not that the audiobook
is in english, it is originally written in Dutch (or German, not sure) and
those languages are SO polite and vivid that it hurts. 

BEsides that, I finally understood how in the hell should Diary be written. It
should be written to you. To the diary. Like letter. It could become a true
lovestory, just me and you. Together, staring at each others watery eyes with
empty gazes... I think I will do that. I will do that for you. 

And work... I should start a blog about "HUOH - A diary of systems analyst".
As you might know, I work for quite largish government organization who has
nothing whatsoever to do with computers by nature. I am doing my part in
developing them a core supportive system for their basic operations. However,
the nature of the business (geology) is nonclassifiable, meaning that there
isn't quite good agreement how things should be classified. And as you most
likely know, computers tend to like classified things. The result of above
mentioned conflict from my point of view (as system administrator and
architect for the databases, a frontend software developer and general system
design architect (time to time)) is horrible, amazingly horrible mess. It is a
continuum of failures, everlasting dance of incompetence, daily cancellations
and withdrawals, attempts to deny responsibility and lack of character to
restrain doing the previous. It is a daily wtf with capital letters and
underlining, bold, size 60 font. With rainbow colours.