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100 in 1000
  1. Spend a week up a mountain learning to ski
  2. Visit Karoline's place in Moravia
  3. Hold a conversation in Czech (only)
  4. Drink 500ml of each of the following beers:
    1. Pilsner
    2. Staroprammen
    3. Budvar
    4. Velke Popovice
    5. U Fleku
    6. Gambrinus
    7. Krusovice
  5. Respond to at least one GOARN request (WHO and MSF are also acceptable)
  6. Travel across the Atlantic
  7. Return to South America
  8. Read a book to, or with, an impressionably aged child
  9. Participate in one NanoWriMo Challenge and come within at least 10,000 words of the goal length
  10. Have my nose pierced
  11. Have my next tattoo drawn
  12. Purchase the perfect jeans (x 2 pairs)
  13. Attend a spin class 3 times a week for 8 consecutive weeks
  14. Bake Viv's cheesecake
  15. Make David's casserole
  16. Make David's Chicken Cashew-nut Stirfry
  17. Invite 4 people who don't know one another too well to dinner
  18. Ride from Vienna to Venice on a motorbike (pillion acceptable, those less desirable)
  19. Attend a book group for at least two books
  20. Go on a choir weekend (learn and perform difficult piece in two/three days)
  21. Visit Madame Tussaud's (in London)
  22. Take an architecture appreciation course
  23. Join an all-girl group and sing a solo
  24. Publish in a scientific journal (top two authors)
  25. Cook a duck or other 'waterfowl'.
  26. Locate the Al-Timimi's from Doha Veterinary Practise
  27. Have a pedicure
  28. Maintain a Brazilian (ouch) for three months.
  29. Find a trustworthy Czech hairdresser
  30. Treat my inner-6-year-old twice a week (at least)
  31. Do the liver-cleansing diet properly (12 weeks)
  32. Don't eat out for one month
  33. Find a flat and flatmate
  34. Purchase one Joseph sweater
  35. 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)
  36. Send 5 books to the booksphere and track them.
  37. Go hanggliding
  38. Read 10 'classic' books (from 1001 Books to Read before you Die)
    1. Moll Flanders
    2. Everything is illuminated
    3. Madam Bovary
    4. Zen & the Art of Motorcycle Maintainance
    5. Catch-22
    6. Odysseus
    7. On the Road
  1. Run (non-stop!) for 5kms outside (preferably in a street race thingy)
  2. Send Christmas Cards on time
  3. Make a collage/mural out of street lights on my wall
  4. Buy a bed, build it, and sleep soundly in it
  5. Go to Africa
  6. Host an 'event' (classified as and when)
  7. Organise a 30th Birthday Party
  8. Wear a costume
  9. Sing on stage
  10. Buy a painting that evokes memories of Prague (cannot involve queues!)
  11. Learn a god-damned card game that stays in my memory (other than fish/snap)
  12. See sunrise. Be sober. Have woken for it. Excludes months Nov-Mar
  13. Take a walk and flip coins at each intersection
  14. Win something
  15. Draft a will
  16. Take a roadtrip
  17. Go to Italy already
  18. Sea Kayak around Abel Tasman Park (NZ)
  19. Get plants
  20. Take a train to another Eastern European Destination (accession countries are acceptable) alone preferably.
  21. Get UK to give me a provisional motorcyclists license and simultaneously get a 'card' license.
  22. Go SCUBA diving again - at least two dives lasting 30mins each.
  23. Go to a dentist. *sigh*
  24. Do a Czech Wine Trail. And live to tell the tale
  25. Make an 'outbreak emergency kit'.
  26. Go to bed prior to 11pm every night (inc weekends) for four consecutive weeks.
  27. Marvel over lack of tiredness
  28. Dine at a Gordon Ramsey restaurant (or Nobu)- preferably for free.
  29. Bet on the nags
  30. Do something for charity (applying and getting a 'red card' will count)
  31. Walk along the Champs Elysee
  32. Do 100 sit ups in a row
  33. Do 50 pressups (arms in tight)
  34. Make branston pickle (or nearest substitute)
  35. Cook something 'new' and 'adventurous' at least once a month
  36. Find a mentor
  37. Be a mentor
  38. Learn what mentoring is all about
  39. Meet an online person in real life
  40. Resist the flirt. Once. Just one night. It's okay if people don't immediately succumb to my natural charm. Really it is.
  41. Spend time at a spa (spa towns in the CR don't count)
  42. Send a care package to someone
  43. Get a Tata Bojs CD
  44. 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!
  45. Order new contact lenses.
  46. Make a list of things I take with me when I pack for different occasions
  47. Eat lobster. Prepared by someone else.
  48. Back up the blog
  49. Put everything onto an external hard drive
  50. Find a DDR mat and console and 'dance, I say dance!'�
  51. Go to the beach and lie on the warm sand. For an hour. (with sunscreen on, natch)
  52. Take and complete a course in either: Tango, Salsa or Flamenco
  53. Join the Municipal Library of Prague
  54. Move to another country
  55. Go to a live concert of a band I actually like
  56. Pay off debts (student loan excl.)
  57. Send thank you cards for every gift I receive (other than the gift of happiness, blah blah blah).
  58. Get an agent (literary or theatre)
  59. Go to a sports bar without cringing, by personal choice
  60. Ride a rollercoaster
  61. Hold a snake
  62. Spend a day wandering around a museum (not art gallery!)
Quiz time!
Thursday 30 August 2007
Everyone can play this game, I'm fairly sure. Even the lurkers. (warning though: this has turned into a bit of a 'girlpower' post)

Answer me this (either privately, you know my e-mail address or as a comment):

What's the craziest thing you've ever done in a relationship? How old were you at the time? What was the outcome, and did it actually help solve the problem? Did you even know what the problem was? How did it all end?

I'll start (because I have no shame):

The tranny-shagging-ex-fiance had returned from an exercise/mission somewhere. He'd lied to lying to me about numerous things: the fact he was staying with his ex in London while I was in NZ for the millennium (oh - and that she crawled into his bed...etc.), the fact that he'd slept with someone else while we'd been going out, and blah blah blah (you get the idea).

So I took the keys to the car we'd bought maybe a month earlier - the one with the pretty face that we called the Sphinx (cos she looked Siamese). I got in it. I drove up the road. Then put my seatbelt on (as promised, 9!). I drove back down the road, speeding up, and RAMMED it into the concrete post of our gate.

The radiator was the only thing that was damaged (I was fine too), and we had to make up a silly story for the insurance company (fraud is on my list of crimes, treason I've still yet to commit) but the point was made.

Sphinx was repaired. Our relationship sure as hell wasn't. He went off to the jungle again for another tour - during which I REVELLED in my time alone. When he came home, I split us up, realising that I'd rather BE alone, than in a loveless relationship with someone who wasn't good for me.

I was 24.

I've not done anything so ridiculously 'ignorant of the possible consequences' since then.

I'm soooooooooo glad I got out, that I'm not still with him at 30 and sitting (probably in NZ, having done nothing with my life but follow him around) with our (probable) child regretting having spent some of the best years of my life a) miserably and b) with someone like that.

Instead, I've got a PhD (you can STILL call me Dr Nomes - unless you're from Eastern Europe, in which case you can call me Madam Doctor Nomes - they DIG the title thing in this region), friends all around the world (most of whom agree to meet me/put me up without - visible - hesitation...), an ace ex-boyfriend I admire and respect, self-respect, a lover who apparently adores me, ex-flatmates who are more like family, an incredible career and a family who love and support me (even more so now that they know the truth of my life/situations).

I. Is. All. GOOD!

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posted by Nomes @ Thursday, August 30, 2007  
2 Comments:

  • At 1:45 pm, August 30, 2007, Blogger Triplux said…

    I'm not touching this one! I'm generally the innocent party that falls victim to this sort of irrational (read: "girlpower") behaviour.

    But I just wanted to say that I admire the way you never took the easy road to get to where you are - and didn't let your no-good ex's nature turn you into a misandrist.

     

  • At 4:32 am, August 31, 2007, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Hi GNomes

    Does starting a relationship with your Pa a mere two months after marrying my ex count? I didn't have the support you had to know enough not to get married first time round - I was 20, even though I told my ex on the way to the registry office that I didn't want to do this.

    Hence the support we've given you, which I hope helps you steer your way through failed ones to become better and stronger (ye Gods you could end up Amazonian like).

    But I digress. Second time around obviously does work - we've been together 33years, but it takes work, sometimes hard work at that.

    So, keep up the good fight Daughter Dear, it is worth it in the end.

    Love, as always, Mamma

     
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