Fingers crossed

Starting my new job tomorrow.
So me and Jack ran around my house and put my whole interior tupsy turvey...
Wish me luck...and fingers crossed.

Last dance...

Last dance...or in this case...last day at work.
Don't know what I'm feeling right now.
I had a ball...freedom, play, interesting projects, a clown of a boss, nice colleagues...and now..nothing.
I believe I was already missing everybody and everything last week. And now it just feels like tomorrow I'll wake up, hop under the shower, get dressed, stuff my mouth full off the first eatable thing in grabbing range and jump on the train to Rotterdam, step in the metro, exit at Leuvenhaven and walk those short 5 minutes to work. Never more...oh drama...
Well it's not that big of a deal, but it just feels so strange. Don't think I will find a boss like that anytime soon. I learned a lot about management and processes from him and I always knew he respected my opinion ). But most of all we shot the word 'silly' into a whole new dimension, we had so much fun and I'm gonna miss that a lot.
Hope we can all keep in touch, like Humphrey Bogard said in Casablanca...
"I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

Cocktail Tipsy

Went out with my boss and a couple of colleagues from work to celebrate that we are leaving and starting with new jobs / careers / studies etc. We ended up in a cocktailbar and then it got interesting...drank cocktails with spicy names like Passion Fruit and Pussy Juice (not kidding) and got a bit tipsy. The wild stories went back and forth...It's a good thing we are leaving the .... Some made me blush, but mostly I laught till my tummy didn't like me anymore. That's a bar I'm gonna visit more often and see what secret bedtime stories I can pull out of my victims...:)))))
Ha Ha Haaa Ha
(Ghostly Creepy Laughter with echo).

Neurotic...why me?

Some days I tell myself that I am just a normal, totally average, pure sane, nothing wrong with me kind of lady. It's a pity it doesn't hold out long. Say a couple of hours, 30 minutes...ok 15 then.. Everything went just fine, going out with a couple of friends, meeting with mister O., flirting away...and then. Take him home and then what happens? I get all nervous, almost shown him my 'stampcollection', the plants that don't exist in this plane, the stains on the wall... getting totally nervous because my house is a mess and I get all territorial.... Pffffffff. Sometimes it's damn tiring being me, I tell you. So now I sit at home...alone, totally awake and telling the whole world I'm one .... neurotic bird. Care for a tune anyone?

Photo Marathon Rotterdam 2006

Mmmm has been a while, hasn't it? Don't know what's up with me lately, I feel like a bear preparing for hibernation. In the meanwhile I've become 32, I almost need a new job and I'm still a 'happy' single. But that doesn't mean I don't do stuff.
This weekend I participated in a Photo Marathon in Rotterdam with a good friend of mine, we had a lot of fun. It's nice to have a friend you can spend 24 hours with in total harmony, not needing to talk unless you want to, to feel free to go your way and knowing you won't hurt someone's feelings. We've known eachother all our lives and I'm glad she is back in Holland again.

The Marathon was a blast, 24 hours, 24 assignments, 24 photos and 6 checkpoints all over the city. A sheik on a bike wanted to take me home at 5 am in the morning, promising me a world premiere if I went with him...eh...don't think so, but it made me smile. Lissa and me broke into a building construction site, went over the fence (can't believe I made it) and roamed this Nomandsland hunting for a picture. It was fascinating and I took some terrific shots, only to delete them again, because only one picture per assignment was allowed. After 16 hours we went to her brothers house and took some shots, me under a sword's blade (iek) and her brother sweating (sponged the poor guy with cold cold water) on a hometrainer. I took a terrific shot of his back, but because it was Lissa's picture I had to delete it. So I asked if I could download my picts on his computer. And then Murphy said Hi. Memorycard exploded, PC imploded, my camera said F...you and pictures allllll gonnnnneeee....AAAARRGH. Fortunately her brother (Bless his soul) was so smart to download all my picts instead of only his picture....pfffffew. So after a lot of stress, breathing exercises, my camera kicked back into action and I mailed my pictures to the organization. Stepping out in the brisk nightair I was wide awake and happy to continue.

In about two weeks the pictures taken during this marathon will be on the website: www.fotomarathon.nl
And within a month or so we meet again and the winners of the best sera and best photo are gonna be announced. Don't think I'll win something, because the Marathon was flocked with prof. photographers with canons instead of camera's. But the challenge and the fun will stay with me a long time. It was tiring but it was worth while. I know now that I'm getting older... couldn't get out of bed this morning because all my muscles were knotted together and the pain...auw auw auw. Feeling a bit better now, but ...auw auw auw. I had some aches last friday and Saturday during the marathon I was a bit stiff, but Sunday was OK, so I didn't expect this to happen. Well hope I'll be ready for work tomorrow, so much to do, the week has started, so let's get to work. :))

Oh before I forget this were the assignments (from left to right)

- Seen through a window
- Vertigo
- Dodo (Walgvogel...wist ik veel dat dat een Dodo was...)
- The man who knew too much ("Everything of value is funerable" Lucebert)
- Nomansland
- Camel Toe
- Spirit of Salt
- Dixieland
- Though City (Kranige Stad)
- My stampcard somehow ended up in the middle (???!)
- Zero Tolerance
- Wrong Moment
- Dagschotelman (really couldn't translate that expression in English...eh...anyone?)
- Meeting with Henk
- Revenge in the name of honor (Eerwraak)
- Cold Sweat
- Drowning by numbers
- Swingers Party
- La grande Bouffe
- Aasgier en Asfaltbloem (like Dagschotelman...just couldn't find the right words)
- Dogwatch (last nightshift on a ship)
- 6st Sense
- optical illusion
- The blue hour
- Why me (statue in remembrance of the Second World War..1940-1945)


The naughty picture that almost exploded a computer, a memorycard, a camera and a photomarathon...isn't it worth the while?! :))