End of Year Reflection
O kay, people, the year 2003 is almost over and as always, it is time for some end of year reflections. This year has been better for me than last in many ways. And at the same time, there were things which set me thinking. Which had me almost panicking. Not everything is perfect, but will a life ever be perfect? I don’t think so. I guess it is just what you make it. So what happened? Januari I think januari consisted mostly of saying hello to new things, and saying goodbye to old ones. I started a new job and said goodbye to old collegues. I handed in my car, which hurt me more than I thought it would. Especially when I found out on the 11th of januari that the next driver had smashed it to pieces. I bought my new car and loved her. I fought with various...
Wolves of the Calla
I bought “Wolves of the Calla” yesterday, the new installment of Stephen King’s Dark Tower Saga. Oh man oh man. It is brilliant. As a simple next episode of the saga it is brilliant in itself. What elevates it beyond a simple book for me is the feeling that so many threads come together. King in one fell swoop manages to give his whole oeuvre a higher meaning, as if he wrote all his other books to serve as a background for this saga. I am not sure if he ever meant to, but if he didn’t, the way he braids all different plotlines together is mindboggling. I am glad that I have read basically everything there is to read in King’s work. So many little things jump off the pages and make me think: oh! yes! aha! The mentioning of the Turtle...
Not good
T he Man has just left and that makes this house cold, empty and lonely. I still can’t get used to it, no matter how hard I try. Last week was okay, cause I had a very busy week at work and hardly any time to eat, let alone think at night before I crashed into bed. But he’s been here for five days on end and now he has to leave again because he has to work tomorrow. I hate it. I really do. It is an abruption I’ve come to dread. I don’t want to be this dependent on him. I am not really, I mean, my life goes on, I do my thing, I take care of things that come my way, but it’s no fun. I miss having him sit at the computer, I miss having him next to me in bed, watching tv while I am reading or dozing. I miss cooking for him, the way he...
Busy week
I t seems like an awful long while that I have written on here. I’ve been quite busy I must say. The move went fine, more or less, if you don’t count the blahblahing of collegues who of course always have something to blahblah about *shrugs*. It did make me put in eleven hours a day on monday and tuesday though. I was goddamn tired when wednesday came around. Even the weekend before had been quite busy: on friday I went to Hoorn to visit Lannie and have the end-of-year party. It was awsome, a bit rowdy at the end though. We all had our chance of playing our favorite song. In the end, I’d chosen the Requiem for a Dream overture, and it was damn fitting. Kel and I drank two bottles of Brut de Peche and some other stuff, Breezers and Hoegaarden en...
Move!
I ’m trying to coordinate an internal move around here: 57 people from the fourth en fifth floors are going to find mixed workspaces on the 4th floor. If there is one thing I have learned from this project is: never think you can have everything under control where people are concerned. I’ve been trying to match everything up for the last two weeks now. Basically, everyone is going to move. Two rooms maybe are going to stay the same. Which means that over 50 people are packing their belongings right now, clearing out their cabinets, stickering everything with a number I’ve assigned them, so that this weekend the movers can start building up the rooms again with the appropriate furniture and move all the boxes with stuff to the appropriate...
Lyanna
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