I really liked the past weekend. Eotara, Broggan and I didn't get a whole lot of gaming in, but somehow we didn't feel the need to cram as much Vampire into the two days as we would have been able to. Instead, we relaxed, talked a lot, watched "Sin City" and "The Gamers" together, and on Saturday evening, went to a Gothic bar with tasty cocktails and a fitting atmosphere after relying on the contents of Eo and Patti's closet to clothe us all into as much black as available. Even the trains to and from Berlin were on time for a change.

The next time, we'll meet a my place. I'm already looking forward to it.

If I hadn't been hit by the migraine from hell^tm today, I would have been able to bask in the afterglow for a whole lot longer. Duh.

Last month, for the fifth or sixth time, my TV magazine was stolen again. The house I live in has six apartments, and since it is an old building, the individual mail boxes are in the hallway. The entrance door cannot be opened but by a key. Which is why the mailman leaves the mail on the floor outside the house and relies on one of the tenants to sort it into the individual mail boxes. Either the person doing that kept my magazine for themselves, or someone saw it protruding from my mail box and took it. Again.

As usual, I called the publisher and had them send me a replacement. Understandably, they were less than thrilled; they told me I am way above the countrywide average. Again, not surprising.

So I called and later wrote to the representative of the landlord and told him to fix this by putting up larger mail boxes in front of the building. So far, nothing has happened. I'm still asking around at work to find out whether it falls under the landlord's obligations to provide a new mail box as mentioned or not. I guess we'll have to see. In the meantime, I suppose I'd better prepare myself for my next TV magazine to disappear, too.

Then, on Sunday evening, all of a sudden I was unable to get hot water - the damn boiler broke. I had to shower in ice-cold water yesterday, and while I managed to get enough today to clean my dishes, I don't expect that to last. Pressing the "suppress interference" button several times sometimes results in a working boiler, but that only works for a short time. I wish I knew what is wrong with the bloody thing. Once again, I called the landlord's representative, once again, I was told that they would take care of the problem, and once again I remain unconvinced. Grrr. If they don't manage to put things right no later than the end of the week, I will cut the rent. This is unacceptable.

At least my neighbor doesn't seem to be in the mood to party. Thank God.