29

I have one more year before I hit the big 30.
Talked to a friend on the phone last night for almost two hours. Her birthday is on Tuesday, so we ended up listing things we planned to have done by 30. Fun! We also noticed that we both have to think hard when someone asks us how old we are. I believe I would say "26" if I wouldn't have time to think and count. Which means that I am missing 3 years of my life. Now, where did those go?

cuteness overdose

It's Valentine's Day - so, happy VD to all of you. I personally do not really care about that day. Partly, because it isn't that popular here but more importantly, I am starting to believe I am just not the romantic type (which I guess you have to be to fully appreciate today). The most I have ever done on a Valentine's Day was to go to the movies with a friend of mine. That was 13 years ago and we watched Wayne's World. How's that for being romantic?
Pictures of beautiful landscapes or cute puppies bore me to tears. Which doesn't mean that I don't have a picture of Zoe as a puppy here on my desk. I do. But why should I show that to people and force them to go *awww*? Unless, you really want to see it.
With the launch of flickr I feel that I will soon OD because of the amount of cute pictures I see there. Porn isn't the real threat here. I prefer to be openly disgusted by weird sexual preference over a fake 'that is sooo cute' any time.
There are some exceptions. I have two pictures in my shoebox that sort of belong to the cute category, with a little twist. 'Hasselhoff and puppies' is just too sarcastic to not enjoy it. And if you add a good title to it ('Who invited him?') I'm all yours.
I guess I am not the only one feeling that way (or at least I hope I am not). But what I really want to know is how does it feel to enjoy cuteness and romantic sunsets just for the cute and romantic aspect of it? And how do you manage to not start laughing?

flickr goes public

Ludicorp launched flickr last night, which is a fun toy to play around with while waiting for the real stuff.
Caterina's post explains very well what flickr is about (go there to read about it, I suck at describing apps). What she doesn't mention, though, is that you get the chance to acquaint one of the items you've been carrying around for months.

Time to find Mathowie!

happy (first) blogsday!

A year ago I posted my first entry here and this baby has been a fun playground for me ever since. Ok, I admit I was thinking about quitting maybe once or twice. But then again, I have these thoughts about everything, on- or offline.
My weblog's birthday wish is probably, that I update it more often.
I'll see what I can do.

photo friday: glamour

a little gold can add glamour to just about anything

I am going to give photo friday a try. Instead of taking new pictures, I will go through my archives each week to, hopefully, find something suitable.

A perfect way to refresh my memory on what I have done so far and to organize this big mess.

Also, there is another GNE-related picture hunt going on and one a week is enough. I think.
Ok, so maybe I am just lazy. But the first explanation did sound convincing, right?

(there is a new section for the photo friday, now)

and the moral is... what?

Ok, one more on the fairy tales (you'll probably hear more and more as I continue reading that book).
I always thought, a fairy tale had some kind of moral to it. You know, the good wins, the evil dies, be good... something like that. But! What about the story about The Three Spinners?
A girl is too lazy to work, but because of some coincidence she gets to live with the king and queen, tricks them by having three other women spin the flax, marries the prince and doesn't have to work anymore at all, because her husband thinks it will make her ugly.
Are they trying to tell us, that lies will get you a life where you don't have to work, are rich and happily married? Or is it just that the author wanted to point out that people will most likely accept what you tell them?
Hmm.

no reason to kiss a frog

I started (re-)reading Grimm's fairytales a couple nights ago. I actually planned on reading them all aloud but figured it takes too much time. I cut that down to only reading a few aloud.
So far, I have learned that:
- fairytales are crueler than you think! Read the story of a youth who went forth to learn what fear was and you'll see.
- some stories are different from what I remembered them to be. What made me think one has to kiss a frog to get the prince?! Seriously, who told me that? Huh? All I have to do is throw him against the wall.

This is why I miss GNE

On Sundays like this, when I don't feel like doing anything (at least not anything productive) and 'activities' like watching a movie or playing a game do not entertain me as they usually do, I really miss GNE. No matter how you feel, you can always play The GameNeverending. Chatty? Be social, communicate or get involved in some (probably odd) event.
And if you feel like I do today, you can make a purple out of whites.

(or maybe I am just a little sentimental because the end of the world was a year ago)