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And it's wonderful and fantastic and I can't believe how zen I've been about the whole thing. The only time I freaked a little was a couple of hours before signing. Other than that - cool as a cucumber. I normally worry about everything. It's a problem. But with this apartment - not much of a problem at all, despite the buttload of money I'll need to pay for it. I really like being this carefree, confident person. I wonder how long I can keep it up.
no flat for me
Mar. 31st, 2013 03:23 pmI bid on a very nice flat last week, but I lost it. When the bidding reached a certain amount I started to feel uncomfortable and bowed out. It was interesting to actually feel in my gut when I reached my limit. And it's a strange thing, having done something so big (for me) and still feel completely at peace with the (negative) outcome.
It's a pure joy to watch the conservative royalists implode with impotent rage over our new princess's and future queen's untraditional name. Thank you, Estelle Silvia Ewa Mary, you are only a day old and already a treasure to us all.
I can't believe
Jul. 6th, 2011 09:30 pmhow much better my life has been since I read this: The Complete Guide to Not Giving a Fuck. So. Much. Less. Second-guessing. It's like magic.
summer of '09
Jul. 23rd, 2010 07:02 pmI miss last summer. The AI8 Tour was so epic, and I didn't even realise how epic it was until I started noticing how boring this summer has been in comparison. I miss staying up to 5 or 6 am every night, following the tour on Internet and having no social life to speak of. Also, last summer I had at least four weeks off from work, while this year I'll have to scramble to get even half that.
Yeah, my life, so hard.
Yeah, my life, so hard.
blah blah Ragnarök blah
Apr. 18th, 2010 06:52 pm
About the goddamn Eyjafjallajökull erupting. I didn't feel anything like this a couple of years ago when the global financial system almost collapsed around our heads. Things still seemed to be somewhat under control, then. But this? How the fuck do you control a volcano? And what happens if Katla also erupts?
I think I might be having an existential crisis over this whole thing. It's not like me at all.
free hugs for everyone
Apr. 14th, 2010 08:20 pmI got a hug from a stranger today. It was quite lovely.
On my way to get some lunch I bumped into two pretty guys with signs saying they were giving out free hugs. I asked why and they said they were going to make the world a better place, one hug at a time. I literally went aww, which in turn seemed to make them happy.
On my way to get some lunch I bumped into two pretty guys with signs saying they were giving out free hugs. I asked why and they said they were going to make the world a better place, one hug at a time. I literally went aww, which in turn seemed to make them happy.
that when you have to make a choice or a decision about something, you do so immediately. Your mind just doesn't let you know what that decision is right away. Thus all the hesitating and going back and forth for the longest time. And thus the feeling of rightness when you think you have made the right choice. Because you haven't really, at least not just then. You have just finally accepted what you already decided the split second after the choice was set before you.
Well, hi there summer vacation! Hi lazy, workless days with no editing or proof reading or telephone calls or deadlines or having to be on time for anything. I’ve missed you so much!
And hi there being up too late at night, sleeping in too long in the morning and missing people trying to get in touch with me on the phone or ringing the doorbell, and then feeling ashamed when they ask where I was and needlessly lying about it because I didn’t want to admit I was still sleeping at 1 pm, and so feeling like a complete idiot when they see through my pathetic lie but are too nice to call me on it, and then having to chant humiliation is good for the soul in my head for the next six hours or so before I start to feel like myself again.
The whole thing would be so much less stupid if I was younger and actually didn’t know any better.
And hi there being up too late at night, sleeping in too long in the morning and missing people trying to get in touch with me on the phone or ringing the doorbell, and then feeling ashamed when they ask where I was and needlessly lying about it because I didn’t want to admit I was still sleeping at 1 pm, and so feeling like a complete idiot when they see through my pathetic lie but are too nice to call me on it, and then having to chant humiliation is good for the soul in my head for the next six hours or so before I start to feel like myself again.
The whole thing would be so much less stupid if I was younger and actually didn’t know any better.
spring cleaning the financial kind
Mar. 13th, 2009 11:25 pmAnd today I begun the process of moving my money and savings out of my old bank and into another, much smaller and refreshingly client-oriented bank.
I've been so thoroughly disgusted with my Big Bank and its epic loss of money and shameful part in another country's possible financial downfall that it was the only way. My new bank, thankfully, doesn't seem to focus all its energy on complicated loans and dealings that has nothing to do with its actual clients. And it's got better interest rates, which of course is nothing to frown at.
weird neighbour is weird
Feb. 22nd, 2009 09:33 pmI'm starting to think my strange neighbour has some sort of strange-person crush on me. Whenever I do laundry in the laundry room odds are she'll also be there. She keeps staring at me and standing too close and asking me questions, mostly about a friend of mine that used to be another neighbour. But she never seems to remember what I tell her. I think she's asked the same questions about my friend three times by now.
This woman is married with at least four children - one of which threw a small rock at me once when I said I couldn't talk to him anymore because I had to go to work.
The whole thing is starting to freak me the hell out.
This woman is married with at least four children - one of which threw a small rock at me once when I said I couldn't talk to him anymore because I had to go to work.
The whole thing is starting to freak me the hell out.
hi there, pretty snow
Dec. 7th, 2008 04:59 pmIt's honest-to-god winter outside. If this keeps up, we'll have a white Christmas for the first time since ... well, since last year, actually. But to be fair, that was the first white Christmas we'd had in years. And living in the north, snowy winters are our god-given right. To just have the cold and no snow is painful and unfair.
mopeds from hell
Oct. 17th, 2008 10:58 pmGoddamnit, I hate mopeds. Hate them. The annoying, shrieking sound that FRIES YOUR BRAIN, the foul-smelling, blue-toxic exhaust that you can actually see, even when the air isn't cold. Driven by people you wouldn't trust with an electric screwdriver.
If I wasn't so tired I'd rant some more, but, well ... there it is.
