Another weekend gone by...

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Been a lovely weekend - bro came to visit and we watched the D-Day event in Normandie. It was strangely touching -as my brother phrased it: "There is nothing quite as moving as old men being moved." It was also quite nice to see the German leader and the French leader embrace. It's not that long ago Europe was divided and always ready for a war. And now we have peace. May it last.

Reagan died this weekend, but I felt no particulary sorrowover that. I was too young to notice him when he was president. But I feel pity for him - of all the ways to die, Altzeimer's must be one of the nastiest. I would not wish that upon anyone.

And if any of you are wondering why I haven't been online much of late - my laptop is having power issues. It's not getting enough power, so it drains the battery when it's on. Thus I can only use it for a little time until the battery is almost out, then recharge it (which takes forever). Obviously, it needs to be fixed. It also keeps me from writing as much - and the fact that it's summer and warm and alluring outside.

Speaking of writing - sometimes, I think writing OFUM was the silliest thing I ever did, for some of the e-mails I get about various thing OFU-related are just a pain in the ass. Requests, nags about some other OFU not being updated (as if that is my responsibility), questions I have already answered a gazillion times... Sometimes, I just get really fed up. (Of course, alot of the e-mail I get is also pleasant, but since waking up today I've had several dizzy spells and annoying e-mail does not help.) And to add to that, some just can't seem to spell - when requesting to do a fanfiction university to teach the art of good writing, for crying out loud. I mean, how hard is it to know the difference between you're/your, anyway?

When Norway invades the US, I'm sending American teenagers to GrammarBootCamp, that's for sure. And until they can form coherent sentences and know the many pleasures of King Kong Comma in his proper place, they can live on gammalost and flatbrød. Perhaps even lutefisk.

(Yes, I know. I'm evil and venegful. It feels oh so good.)

P.S Thanks to all those who offered to help on my previous entry. If I haven't e-mailed you, it means I shan't call on your help this time around. But thanks muchly for the offer. *bows*