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January 22 Twitter addictOkay - i didn't know this would be so addictive. Find me me - i need followers ;) shall i be brave and just put it up here? Nah... but send me a PM, e-mail or try to find me otherwise!
It is so much better than blog writing, it does let you get things off your chest and it also makes you meet new people and you get the chance to follow amazing people, who are genius, cool or simply irressistable (however you spell that).
I can always try to get rid of it again and you know what - you can block people too, it is not like PhotoSwap, which is proving to be highly scary... so far i have seen hairy bellies, Y-fronts and things that ought to be in one, but weren't. ICK. GROSS. PhotoSwap was fun at first, but when you get things like that... yeah, that cures you for a while. January 19 I think i am taking my business over to Twitter - i'll let you guys know!
If you want my twitter name, send me an e-mail or PM, i'll give it to you! January 12 inspiration has run dryI am so sorry everyone, but i have nothing to write about. My mind has gone blank and nothing in my world is happening. My whole life revolves around a couple of things: sleeping, eating and work. I am sorry. One day i will return. A phoenix from the flame. I hope. Until then. January 08 first day of schoolI bet i am bumming you all out with my stories of school, but i promise i am going to be positive.
In one day i have learned more about working in a library than i have in the two years i went to College. I have met really cool people, i got the nicest material and the feeling i am going to be able to pass the tests and exams.
That is all positive, or what?
Outside it is freezing cold, the kind of cold that bites in your legs and takes forever to thaw. Yesterday was strange, because in the night it froze about 15 degrees, but during the day, it was so warm and sunny, you weren't able to skate. Bob was very disappointed. I don't care much, because i don't know how to skate. Well, i know how to do it, but i simply can't because of my balance problem. Which also meant i fell as soon as i got out of the car when we went to see my parents last Saturday... I opened the door, put one foot out of the car, i faintly hear my mother calling out something, i get up on the foot and somehow i ended up on my hip on the frozen ground.
Ah... the miracles of winter. I have a lovely bruise and the most painful feeling when walking, but i do like being outside now... January 06 starting off on the right footSitting here at work, i have already done more than in the whole of December, or so it feels. Actually, this won't be the case, but it is incredibly cold (-15C / 2F) and still i feel like i can do hundreds of things. Probably because it is so sunny.
Sadly enough - i have nothing at all to tell... I am out of practice it seems... January 05 finally, the new year is hereSo i spend most of the holidays in bed with a fearsome illness that was an odd mixture between flu and food-poisening. Still it was one of the happiest New Year's i have ever had. Now i am back at work, completely restored to health (you'd know it...).
Actually i haven't a thing to tell, just letting everyone know that i haven't mysteriously vanished!
HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY!!!!!!!!! December 21 icing on the cakeI have been piping icing on biscuits and fairycakes. Plus enjoying it. Really... there must be something really wrong with me, sewing handbags, cooking jam and now piping icing... when i get the pics off my phone, i will post them! December 17 ultra focusedYou know, all of us have things that can be blessings as well as curses. Just saying.
Mine is being able to focus.
Focusing is something that practically anyone can do and does at moments. Like when you are driving your car or watching a movie or perhaps when you are doing your work. Ever since i went to school - as a four year old - i learned to concentrate and after testing, testing and testing some more, they found out i had a very long attention-span. Where 'normal' kids have a span of eight minutes, i had one of twenty-three.
I have always been remarkably well at retreating. This can be really great. If needed, i can write an entire report in two hours, with no breaks at all. But it can also bring you into really stupid situations.
Like Monday night. After work. Five o'clock, i leave the office, walk to the Underground, go to the train-station and catch a train that brings me halfway home. This is where i need to change trains and normally this goes incredibly well. The train-people changed the schedules, but i hadn't bothered to check them out, thinking that in three years nothing had changed and now would hardly be different, give or take a few minutes.
I was writing my latest story, outlining characters, thinking of appropriate diologue and a tiny bit of plot, when i suddenly realised:
You are not in Kansas anymore.
In fact, i had shot the station where i needed to change and was on my way to H.
Bloody hell.
My normal 90 minute commute was suddenly transformed into a trip around the country of three hours. All in all i have seen nothing, because outside it was dark - and with dark i mean pitch-black. When i arrived home, i was so hungry and cranky that i pushed a frozen pizza into the oven instead of cooking dinner, watched telly while eating and fell asleep...
Oh, to be young and wild ;) December 15 bump-de-bumpIn an attempt to feel no hunger, my co-worker suggested a cup of coffee. I don't much like coffee, but with enough steamed milk and sugar, it is passable. So now i am stressed like nothing else, seriously bounching off the walls and still hungry.
I feel very jealous of Gandalfe, whose blog always reminds me that somewhere in the world, is the coffee-capital and i have a feeling he lives in it. I am nto sure of course, but Starbucks is something that i can crave. I think having a tall latté would have left me less hungry and less hysterical. Thankfully it is letting off a bit, but i am in no shape to take part in a meeting. Good thing i have none today. Nope. Big meeting tomorrow. Was bashed about it this morning. But, i shook my feathers and i am fine. I have learned to keep an argument and the person apart. Well, not really, just this person.
It is nearing two o'clock and i am ever so hungry, but i still have to sit here until three. I hope i don't faint or anything, though the caffeine might keep me upright. Perhaps that is what said co-worker meant? December 14 Where are the biscuits?Life is fun, especially if you like to bake, which i do. A win-wn situation basically: i get to stir and cream and weigh and mess up a part of my house and then when my creations come out of the oven, all is forgiven because of the smell and taste. Seriously, the way to a man's heart is definately through is mouth/stomach. My man is no exception to the rule. Yesterday i seriously messed up the 'chocolate chip cookie dough for one'. I also made an applesauce cake, in an attempt to come closer to the desired Olivia Walton state. Now, that is never going to happen of course. Where Olivia Walton seemed to enjoycatering to the needs of her seven children, husband and parents in law, i am struggling catering to my man. The fact that my parents in law and Bob's brothers are coming over for Christmas is already stressing me out, that i only just put in the laundry because it turns out that Bob was out of socks and that i leave the hose promptly at 7.30 to go to work, really make incredibly different. Not better or worse, but different. I really love baking and i was planning on making biscuits. I have dozens of recipes, but i wanted something new. So, online i went. I went to my new favourite website and tried finding a recipe, starting with a simple one: I decided to sit down with Bob and watch Lizzie McGuire. And Lucky Luke and afterwards Kim Possible. Sundays are for embracing your inner child. If only i had a biscuit! |
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