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- Spend a week up a mountain learning to ski
 
- Visit Karoline's place in Moravia
 
Hold a conversation in Czech (only) 
- Drink 500ml of each of the following beers:
Pilsner 
Staroprammen 
- Budvar
 
- Velke Popovice
 
- U Fleku
 
Gambrinus 
Krusovice 
 
 
Respond to at least one GOARN request (WHO and MSF are 
also acceptable) 
Travel across the Atlantic 
Return to South America 
- Read a book to, or with, an impressionably aged child
 
- Participate in one NanoWriMo Challenge and come within at least 10,000 words of the goal length
 
Have my nose pierced 
- Have my next tattoo drawn
 
Purchase the perfect jeans (x 2 pairs) 
- Attend a spin class 3 times a week for 8 consecutive weeks
 
- Bake Viv's cheesecake
 
Make David's casserole  
Make David's Chicken Cashew-nut Stirfry 
Invite 4 people who don't know one another too well to dinner 
- Ride from Vienna to Venice on a motorbike (pillion acceptable, those less desirable)
 
- Attend a book group for at least two books
 
- Go on a choir weekend (learn and perform difficult piece in two/three days)
 
- Visit Madame Tussaud's (in London)
 
- Take an architecture appreciation course
 
Join an all-girl group and sing a solo 
Publish in a scientific journal (top two authors) 
Cook a duck or other 'waterfowl'.  
Locate the Al-Timimi's from Doha Veterinary Practise 
Have a pedicure 
Maintain a Brazilian (ouch) for three months. 
Find a trustworthy Czech hairdresser 
- Treat my inner-6-year-old twice a week (at least)
 
- Do the liver-cleansing diet properly (12 weeks)
 
- Don't eat out for one month
 
Find a flat and flatmate 
- Purchase one Joseph sweater
 
- Purchase one of the following pairs of 
designer shoes (they MUST also be COMFORTABLE, and be able to be worn with 4 
different outfits and 2 types of occasion): Jimmy Choos, Manolo Blahniks, 
Christian Louboutin (Ebay or 2nd hand are acceptable)
 
- Send 5 books to the booksphere and track them.
 
- Go hanggliding
 
- Read 10 'classic' books (from 1001 Books to Read before you Die)
 
Moll Flanders 
Everything is illuminated 
Madam Bovary 
Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance 
Catch-22 
Odysseus 
On the Road 
 
 
- Run (non-stop!) for 5kms outside (preferably in a street race thingy)
 
- Send Christmas Cards on time
 
Make a collage/mural out of street lights on my wall 
Buy a bed, build it, and sleep soundly in it 
Go to Africa 
Host an 'event' (classified as and when) 
Organise a 30th Birthday Party 
Wear a costume 
- Sing on stage
 
- Buy a painting that evokes memories of Prague (cannot involve queues!)
 
Learn a god-damned card game that stays in my memory (other than fish/snap) 
See sunrise. Be sober. Have woken for it. Excludes months Nov-Mar 
- Take a walk and flip coins at each intersection
 
Win something 
- Draft a will
 
- Take a roadtrip
 
Go to Italy already 
- Sea Kayak around Abel Tasman Park (NZ)
 
Get plants 
Take a train to another Eastern European Destination (accession countries are acceptable) alone preferably. 
- Get UK to give me a provisional motorcyclists license and simultaneously get a 'card' license. 
 
- Go SCUBA diving again - at least two dives lasting 30mins each. 
 
Go to a dentist. *sigh* 
- Do a Czech Wine Trail. And live to tell the tale
 
- Make an 'outbreak emergency kit'. 
 
- Go to bed prior to 11pm every night (inc weekends) for four consecutive weeks.
 
- Marvel over lack of tiredness
 
- Dine at a Gordon Ramsey restaurant (or Nobu)- preferably for free. 
 Bet on the nags 
- Do something for charity (applying and getting a 'red card' will count)
 
- Walk along the Champs Elysee
 
- Do 100 sit ups in a row
 
- Do 50 pressups (arms in tight)
 
- Make branston pickle (or nearest substitute)
 
- Cook something 'new' and 'adventurous' at least once a month
 
Find a mentor 
Be a mentor 
Learn what mentoring is all about 
Meet an online person in real life 
Resist the flirt. Once. Just one night. It's okay if people don't immediately succumb to my natural charm. Really it is. 
Spend time at a spa (spa towns in the CR don't count) 
- Send a care package to someone
 
Get a Tata Bojs CD 
- Take a French/German/Dutch course and SPEAK THE DAMNED LANGUAGE WHEN I HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY EVEN THOUGH IT MAKES ME SOUND 
LIKE AN IDIOT!
 
- Order new contact lenses. 
 
Make a list of things I take with me when I pack for different occasions 
- Eat lobster. Prepared by someone else. 
 
Back up the blog 
Put everything onto an external hard drive 
- Find a DDR mat and console and 'dance, I say dance!'�
 
- Go to the beach and lie on the warm sand. For an hour. (with sunscreen on, natch)
 
- Take and complete a course in either: Tango, Salsa or Flamenco
 
- Join the Municipal Library of Prague
 
- Move to another country 
 
Go to a live concert of a band I actually like 
- Pay off debts (student loan excl.)
 
Send thank you cards for every gift I receive (other than the gift of happiness, blah blah blah). 
- Get an agent (literary or theatre)
 
- Go to a sports bar without cringing, by personal choice
 
- Ride a rollercoaster
 
- Hold a snake
 
Spend a day wandering around a museum (not art gallery!) 
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                      |   Au revoir, les bleus!   | 
                     
					
                      |  Monday, 10 July 2006  | 
                     
                    
                      So the French lost, despite having more opportunities at goal than the Italians in the second half. Ah well, now life can return to normal. Though I’m a touch concerned that my ruse for attending the beer garden no longer exists. Now I’ll actually have to say, “fancy a drink at the beer garden” as opposed to using the game. But big ups to TLR, AmBen, Lauren & Frank for the most amazing view. The seats were excellent guys, I’m so glad you managed the hardship of being at the Zahradka for 4hours prior to the big show.
  The holidays were good. A hike, a day in, a day out, Jim’s (yes, twice!!), movies and stuff like that. All good fun. Photos already up.
  This blog entry redirect is specially for Mums (why the plural, have you multiple personalities?! ). Nevermind…!Good to chat on Saturday. We likeses having a landline. Now to figure out the intermebobby…
  It’s always interesting googling one’s own name. I have a new publication here (JCM!!!) to add to my CV that I didn’t even know about. Well done to all those first authors who actually GOT the publication, I’m now going to ride your coat tails (of course, since that’s what science is all about).
  Now, how about this: Friday night, I went to Radost’s gay night (as you do – when in Prague etc.). Despite promising to send phone photos of twinks to the lovely Joe, I kept them all for myself – mwahahahah! I am an eeevil giraffe.
  There was a bloke dancing away to my left. And so I started dancing close by him (again, as you do…) and we continued to dance for a while. After some broken Czech conversation (on both our behalves) I asked what he did (I’m not sure what the ‘question sequence’ is for the non-expats in the CR so am trying out a variegated (read: shotgun) approach which has me sounding like a deranged BBC reporter at some points!) and found out that he was a mathematician.
  “Fascinating! Me? I’m an epidemiologist.” Sudden cessation of previous dance movements and jaw-drop.  “REALLY?” “Er, yes. You know it has nothing to do with skin, right?” I ask, slightly concerned that the amazement is because he’s considering himself lucky to have a skin doctor to drag to the toilets to examine that rash… (as you do…) “I know that!” somewhat aghast that I should think he didn’t, “I’ve been modelling diseases in a scale free network.” “Oh. My. God!” and other exuberant exclamations that can only come of meeting a HOT (probably gay) mathematician dancing to house on a basement dance floor in Prague.
  So…having swapped serviettes (to mop up sweat), saliva (straws/tonsils et al – um, Hi Dad!), names (Zoran – yes, really!), upcoming travel itineraries and conferences (Macedonia, UK, Slovakia for him; UK, Slovenia, Netherlands and Estonia for me – I win!) and eventually phone numbers (“they’re permutationally close” he says – mwahahahahah!), we’re off to see one of the Pragueproms concerts on Tuesday.
  This, could be the start of a beautiful friendship. (and I can’t wait to introduce him to Adam, Andreas – and other gay friends who’s names begin with “A”). | 
                     
                    
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