Month: December 2006

Post-Christmas contemplations

A few reflections that occured to me today:

  • merry post-xmas everybody!
  • there are two windows of direct sun light in our backyard lately:
        a little bit before noon and a little bit around 3 p.m.
  • really, I’m a summer creature.
  • it’s a great loss that James Brown died yesterday.
  • the one thing I dislike about the 100 Rolling Papers dispenser
        compared to the 50 leaves one, is that when one of the stacks is empty,
        the other one has this tendency to move where the other one used to be.
        Very frustrating.
  • unsurprisingly, I’m still an ISTJ (I78 S50 T12 J56).
  • there are 120653 files in my home directory today.
  • my Mum’s chocolate mousse and coffee cake is simply *awesome*.

binary

[This post originally appeared in Dullicious, where I blogged as Barbie-dull for several years.]

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00100000 01100111 01100101 01100101 01101011 01110011 00101110
00100000 01011001 01101111 01110101 00101100 00100000 01100011
01101111 01101101 01100101 00100000 01110100 01100001 01101100
01101011 00100000 01110100 01101111 00100000 01101101 01100101
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(what I’d write on a t-shirt. Yeah, I’d wear it.)

One week left

One week left and then I travel back to France. Living in Boston is fun. I drank more caramel macchiatos and cafe’ mochas than I hoped I would, I didn’t have any pretzel and I didn’t post as many photos to flickr as I had hoped I would. I had very good clam chowders and got to try the Stata Center ping pong table just 2 days ago.

I really had a *wonderful* time, and I wish I can return soon.

When I think there is just one week left, I feel like diving on the bed, burying my face in a pillow, and pretend that this truth does not exist. This reference is from the movie “The Science of Sleep”. The main character breaks into his neighbour’s apartment and she shows up so unexpectedly that he just dives on her bed, hides his face in her pillow and asks her to pretend she doesn’t see him.