| the lack of whatever |
[Jan. 3rd, 2007|04:48 pm] |
slightly annoyed. who would have thought it's possible to be fed up with holidays? i've just had enough of doing nothing. also, i'm right now very aware of the cruelties of having moved away: trying to meet people spontaneously can result in not meeting them at all and trying to plan things ahead results in VERY frustrating organization periods. I'd just love to have all my friends in one place, so I can just call and meet them the same day. Let's see how my "spontaneous" approach for tomorrow turns out.
Is it a good sign that I start looking forward to London and my "tight" schedule (any schedule for now would do...as long as it doesn't involve cookies), or does that mean I'm a workaholic loser who can't even enjoy 2 weeks of holidays? |
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| biscuits |
[May. 31st, 2006|07:06 pm] |
As my life is growing strange and stranger, I made a fantastic discovery today:
There's a grocery store in Tuebingen which sells...OREOS!!!
I just had my first oreo since Canada...they taste like...Toronto...I know it's insane because half the world's eating them, but for me they're very closely linked to everything there. They're a bit different (made in the E.U. it says), but close enough.
Now I have to get back to do readings...readings...readings...nice ones, about modelling cognition. |
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[May. 11th, 2006|07:14 pm] |
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i ate at the mensa today (like almost every day). in my salad there was a snail. i'm too grossed out to ever eat salad at the place again. |
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[May. 4th, 2006|08:11 pm] |
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i'm online i'm online i'm online! |
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| still haven't learned how to avoid procrastination |
[Apr. 22nd, 2006|10:47 am] |
the german telecom just gave me an incredible, amazing, overwhelmingly good offer. which means i'm not going to be as offline as i thought for the next 5 months. so maybe, MAYBE i'll write a bit more here. more than i've done in months.
but it'll take a week more or so till i've got an internet connection at my tuebingen home (come to think of it: i don't remember what the fast internet connection is called in canada. i really can't. tell me if you know what i mean. there was this word, and it freaks me out that i can't come up with it. freak freak freak. it's not THAT long ago????? HELP!), today i'm just visiting my parents cos tomorrow we'll have lunch with the grandparents and my visit there is overdue.
i should be writing/finishing my thesis. i can't decide whether i love or hate my thesis at this point. it seems to be long and short at the same time, packed with information and lacking substance. i can't decide. i've lost track. i should get some distance but how? the positive assurance i got from those who read bits of it is all i can rely on at the moment. of course i feel like i should put in all the other stuff that's lying around in my brain, but maybe it's all getting way too much. i'm not writing an encyclopedia of querying treebanks, it's supposed to be a master's thesis.
oh and another important phone call on tuesday.
does anyone know the feeling of hating the not knowing what's going to happen but at the same time preferring not knowing to knowing that nothing's going to happen???
half a year ago i had the urge of making something happen SO BADLY, i couldn't live with the thought of things going on that way, drip drip a bit like a broken tap. and now time is running so fast.... i feel like shouting "yay, time, i so don't care about you, go on if you wish, i'm staying here." i feel like hanging out in the sunshine and being lazy and being a research assistant for lifetime. who needs a carreer?
just that it's so not me to say that (oh, the "so".....anna's grinning now in case she's reading this, and in case she is...it's an evil grin by now....and i still think any linguistic theory should be strong enough to support this kind of thing. it's fun.) |
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| wohooo |
[Feb. 28th, 2006|11:19 am] |
I can't believe I'm leaving this place at last.
I can't believe how much I'm looking forward to my new room/place/room mate...
Gotta get the dishes packed up... |
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| earth blah |
[Jan. 16th, 2006|01:50 am] |
This is crazy.
I just got Google Earth at home. I "was in" Paris, and then got the crazy idea to "fly to" America. Just like that.... I didn't zoom out a lot, so I could still distinguish fields and streets...it took me AGES. This planet is so HUGE! But the scariest thing was, after having made my way through France to the Atlantic, all this water. Blue, blue , blue. Would I ever arrive?
Then, land. America! Here I come... So it's all blurred and no one tells me where I am, and what the hell. Blurred means it's not a civilized country where Google has a camera, or what? Some bay was called "Black head". I'm close to the cannibals, that's for sure. After a while (I did find something called Hwy, but that might have been any place, really) all that remains is zooming out. It looks like Norway. It's an island. Oh no, I'm still somewhere in the ocean. But no. There's loads more land close by. And after my mind performs a 180 degree shift: I've been there. Well, not on MY island, but on the next one: Nova Scotia. I'm in Newfoundland!!!!
What a trip....gotta go to bed now :-) |
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| birds |
[Dec. 4th, 2005|01:09 pm] |
2 birds sitting on my neighbour's roof: greyish-white, with a black band round their neck. I've never seen ones like these before. Wonder where they come from. Maybe their from far up north and on their way south for the winter? They're really beautiful (I don't normally watch birds at all).
And now they've flown away. |
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| oooooh |
[Dec. 4th, 2005|12:09 am] |
we're going to have a high school reunion.
SO WEIRD!
All sorts of things popping up in my head:
1. didn't we just leave high school 'bout a week ago?
2. high school, wasn't that ages ago?
3. "so what are you doing now?"
4. didn't we fantasize about this 5-year reunion, imagining us all so much smarter, wiser, richer, more mature and grown-up....? *cough*
5. we're going to be SO different from back then
6. I'm actually, against my own intuition, kinda looking forward to it all |
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| nothing short of wonderful. |
[Nov. 27th, 2005|06:25 pm] |
I like it like that. When musicians grow up and at the age of around 45 finally know what they're doing (while everybody else thought they knew all along).
I always did like that other group, and I adored Gyllene Tider. That's good stuff for what I want from music. I got the Mazarin album 2 years ago, and hey - I thought this is the best album in my world. It still is, I guess. But that's personal, because I so identify that with being in Tylösand. Very much the place my mind tends to travel to after an exhausting day or whenever I need a bit of peace. The place where I'd buy a summer house, so to speak.
I basically put Son Of A Plumber into the cd player thinking "well it's not gonna beat Mazarin".
Now it's two days later and I just can't friggin' stop listening to that album (and it's been a while since an album did this to me). Even my dad likes it (who's been on rejection mode as far as anything by P.G. is concerned, ever since I came home with Look Sharp in 1991).
It's grown-up, it's subtle, it's mature...it's beautiful. It seems to retrieve little truths from behind the curtain. It's adorable. It's so not trying to be cool, that's the most wonderful thing about it (I thought the make-up of the album in general was so much "oh look at all the fun stuff I can do", but now it's much more "you know, this is really me". I can't find the word, but I'm happy happy happy that P.G. met Brainpool back in the 90s. I knew C.L. would make an impact when I heard "Wish you the best" in '97, but I couldn't have known that it would work out this well. Ever.
And I wouldn't really have guessed that you can be personal with titles like "I have a party in my head (I hope it never ends)" but this song right now tops my personal hit list of all times. Just because it is so personal.
I'm not getting "Hey mr. dj" yet, but I guess that'll change (see my personal tradition with songs like little girl or I was so lucky).
The whole thing is a bit like, instead of making a big bang, let's just be silent and nice and melodious and we'll come across so much more "real".
Thanks for this album, at any rate. |
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| 2 things |
[Nov. 22nd, 2005|06:23 pm] |
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I wish I could see me from the outside for just a few minutes. I'm sure it would help (although it would be a scary scary thing to begin with, I guess).
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I've been wondering for 24 hours what's new/different/strange about the book that I bought yesterday. It hit me on the bus a couple of minutes ago: it's German. This must my first German book since before Toronto. |
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| Mars is bright tonight! |
[Oct. 30th, 2005|08:35 pm] |
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It really is. Take a look outside. It's in the east and about the brightest thing you'll see. Nope, that isn't a satellite.
I love stargazing these days. This site really helps, too. I think I saw the sign 'dolphin', and Cassiopeia isn't too hard, either.
Another of these weekends which just pass by without me doing much. I've always got this plan about sitting at home, reading, but then tons of things happen.
Friday pretty much went by at speed just talking to my parents, admiring the really cool new floor/living room and furniture. I also got someone to check up my car and hopefully it's fixed now. It's kinda hard to say if it really is, since the problems didn't occur regularly.
Saturday I slept long, did some shopping, went for a long walk, and met a couple of friends at a café at 9pm.
Sunday we went for lunch for my dad's birthday, then I met the same friends at a different café but this time including R. who's over from jolly England this weekend. Then it was time for packing and now I'm back here. Where did that time go???
In case anybody hasn't heard yet - I had my first subject (ie. person) coming in for the eyetracking experiment last friday, and the stupid monitor f***ed up (sorry for the language) - well actually it was stupid windows going on standby, which caused the external graphic card to go on standby as well, which turned out to be irreversible without actually pulling the plug (!). Thankfully one of my colleagues found out in time before the subject (actually a good friend of mine) had time to fall off the chair laughing. And before I actually sent her home. When after that I also got a software error (eventually solved by pulling another plug and re-plugging it) I was at the point of "Geeez I shouldn't have got up this morning".
At any rate, now I know that pulling plugs solves just about any problem. Next time I'll just pull and plug - trial and error.
Tomorrow I'll be attending a "bad taste" party. Just as good as Halloween. My "costume" is hilarious. I'll post photos if I can. I'm actually having nightmares about someone having told only me that it's a bad taste party while everybody else is dressed normally. Now that would be fun. |
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[Oct. 23rd, 2005|11:00 pm] |
This makes me very happy.
I'm very lucky to have met Marie Fredriksson in Munich back in 2001, backstage at Olympiahalle. While I did think she's a great singer (and songwriter...) way before that, I realized she's just a really nice person as well, with some kind of really neat twinkle in her eye. I didn't quite believe in charisma before that.
S. and I had tickets for a concert in Frankfurt, November 2002, but the concert got cancelled because she was sick. Since then, nobody said a lot about her health, until yesterday.
Cheers, Marie. |
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| we're SO not talking |
[Oct. 23rd, 2005|03:54 pm] |
yes, it is the SO + something-that-might-have-been-an-adjective-in-a-previous-life construction. I had to use it.
So this is it, I'm looking for a new place to stay. If anyone knows one, raise your hands.
I don't really know what to write, I'm so pissed off and so 'I don't care' at the same time.
I wrote a letter and she took it into her room when she finally got back, maybe things get swallowed like a black hole there. at any rate, no reaction. it's driving me crazy.
I'll focus on work now.
Oh, I wanted to mention that book. The way the crow flies, by Anne-Marie MacDonald. It's pretty tough. Good, but tough. I'll need something uplifting afterwards. Something naive. Which is what this book isn't. It's probably closer to reality than I'd like. Scary. But so was 'Fall on your knees', the other book by that author.
It's one of these books you can't keep away from.
So much about focussing on work. |
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[Oct. 9th, 2005|02:30 pm] |
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Somebody (or actually, I think, it's windows) deleted my bookmarks. All of them. Not cool. |
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[Sep. 30th, 2005|08:13 pm] |
"There are some stories you can never hear enough. They are the same every time you hear them - but you are not. That's one reliable way of understanding time."
(Ann-Marie MacDonald, The Way The Crow Flies) |
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| hmpf.... |
[Sep. 26th, 2005|01:27 pm] |
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I just thought for about one minute that I had forgotten my cell phone at my parents' place. What a horror. Lost, without anybody's numbers and unavailable to the entire world (since I abandoned the idea of land lines last year). Fortunately, I did remember to check the pocket of my coat though. |
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