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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:
PilsnerStaroprammen- Budvar
- Velke Popovice
- U Fleku
GambrinusKrusovice
Respond to at least one GOARN request (WHO and MSF are
also acceptable)Travel across the AtlanticReturn 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 StirfryInvite 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 soloPublish in a scientific journal (top two authors)Cook a duck or other 'waterfowl'. Locate the Al-Timimi's from Doha Veterinary PractiseHave a pedicureMaintain 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 FlandersEverything is illuminatedMadam BovaryZen & the Art of Motorcycle MaintainanceCatch-22OdysseusOn 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 wallBuy a bed, build it, and sleep soundly in itGo to AfricaHost an 'event' (classified as and when)Organise a 30th Birthday PartyWear 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 plantsTake 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 mentorBe a mentorLearn what mentoring is all aboutMeet an online person in real lifeResist 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 blogPut 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
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| Monday 13 August 2007 |
 Actually, having just typed that heading, I realise what a load of innuendo could be read into it. Alas, my dears, no sexploits on THIS blog...you'll have to head over to one of the ones on my blogroll for a more raunchy read (this is a family show!).
What I'M referring to is London. Yes, I can finally announce it (having spent the last goodness knows how long alluding to it). I'm moving there. I got the job that Lisa and I applied for (after she turned it down - oh the wounded pride! (not, I couldn't care less if I was choice #2, I'm going to be working in my native environment at long last)) and the contract was "signed, sealed, delivered", I'm theeeeeiiiirs.
Of course, things are gonna change a little bit round here *gruffly*. For a start, there'll be no more prancing about on jolly japes to Serbia/Azerbaijan/Wherever-else for a while. Instead, my destinations are more likely to be swimming holes in outer Durham. Or perhaps farms somewhere in Somerset.
Can you smell my excitement?
I'll be working for the 'waterborne gastro' group: i.e. Giardia and Cryptosporidium are going to become my new best friends. I know v little about either of these wee beasties (not so wee, they're protozoa, not bacteria/viruses/prions) so there'll be a whole hell of a lot of reading to do betwixt hence and thence (*shakes head in dismay and promises to edit that one out*) but it's roughly the same field as my PhD (albeit, fewer chickens - hoorah!). My boss apparently dashes off to the more exciting (or: vomity) norovirus outbreaks - but mentioned that I'd eventually lead outbreak investigations (national) after spending some time 'assisting' on them at first.
This is a GOOD thing, peeps (I apologise, I watched "the white rap show" last night on MTV. It was horrendous, yet completely compelling - like a H2SO4 spill) - I like the disease outbreaks - I get to wear Tivek (and we all know there's nothing hotter than a hooded tivek suit, whose zippered crotch lingers by your knees, shoved into gumboots three sizes larger than your feet - don't we?), what more could I possibly ask for?
Reasonably priced/sized accommodation in Zone 2, you say? Yeah, right.
So now, as well as spending my hours deleting duplicates from my recently doubled music collection (we loves ya, D), and carrying out multivariate analysis on The Smallest Dataset in History - I'm also swept up in the internet search for flatmates who may want to take on a 3rd/4th (none of this living with one other person, thanks, it's too cozy, too soon - I'm an intimacy-phobe, after all) without having met them through any other means than l'internet...*sigh*
Appeal: if you know someone in London who needs a flatmate, and isn't too fussy over their levels of neuroticism, get them in touch with me. Mwah!
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, the x has left *sob*. It was wonderful having D in Prague for 3 weeks (though a serious detox is MUCH in order) and hanging with him in London briefly too. We sent him off much in the same way as we saw him in (which was when we went straight from an electronica festival in a field - photos soon, my pretties - outside of Prague to the airport - at 6am Saturday morning): we'd been to the Chemical Brothers concert (photos to come), Cross Club, Mecca, Le Clan AND Studio - getting home at 12:30pm (me), 1:30pm (D), and 2:15pm (J) for a 2:30pm booty call to the airport.
Stunned? We were all Norwegian Blues. Then started to pack. Oh yes, already. With my OCD levels, it takes a while to prepare the lists of 'what went into which box'.
Facebook and I are undergoing a love/hate thing at the moment. I love the fact that so many people from Doha College are on there - and that they remember me sufficiently to 'add me as a friend'. The only cause for concern is when I come across someone I didn't really ever like (for one hitherto forgotten teenaged reason or another) in the past: am I obliged to add them? Will they notice that I haven't? And what do I then do if they decide to add me? Assume that their petty issues that irritated me at 15 have dissipated with their puppy fat? *sigh* The world's SUCH a difficult place.Labels: What to do, what to do...? |
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congrats, nomes! hope i get to buy you a drink or two before you go.
prague will be less bright, and certainly less friendly, without you.
best of luck!
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That's fantastic news about the job, Nomes (man, I turn my back on the blog for two seconds and it's all on). Good luck with the packing/moving et al, and yeah, H2SO4 spills, know all about them (I was an innocent young lab technician with a leaky pipette, what more can I say?). mx
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congrats, nomes! hope i get to buy you a drink or two before you go.
prague will be less bright, and certainly less friendly, without you.
best of luck!