Darn

As I'm starting this blog post, I'm sitting on the 22:19 train Breda->Roosendaal, on my way home. I'm coming from the Debian Birthday Party that happened in café Zeezicht on the Grote Markt in Breda, where a number of Dutch Debian people gathered. I'm not Dutch, but I do speak Dutch, and it's always nice to meet fellow Debianistas without having to revert to English. I had a fairly entertaining chat with some people, and eventually Jeroen van Wolffelaar showed up, with whom I had some interesting talk about the state of m68k and related dak-matters. I stayed there for two hours, but they were worth it.

So why did give this post a title of Darn?

When I got on the train, I broke my wristwatch. When I was taking my backpack off my back, my watch got stuck behind the strap that is supposed to keep the backpack on my back—whatever its name is—and as a result, it fell off my arm. Which isn't supposed to happen under normal conditions.

It doesn't seem to be FUBAR, but it's still going to be have to be repaired before I can wear it again.

I feel naked now.