Nullsphere

Yesterday, I hosted yet another party for which I was ill prepared. Yes, it was sushi night at Casa Del Perja and Perja lives in a dump.

It’s not that my apartment isn’t wonderful (I mean, who could turn their nose up at prime real estate in a prime area) but I am to be honest, more interested in shopping than cleaning, which usually results in the apartment being in a state of “MESS” forevermore.

So Jaina and L came over to help me. It’s incredible what people can do when they’re not totally emotionally engaged with each little piece of crap that’s laying on the floor. In three hours, the living room and dining room had gone from unpracticable mess to nearly empty, with plenty of seating to go around.

Needless to say, Dad said that it would be a mess again on Monday (Hah, I think not!)

After this, a well deserved party which ended in the wee hours of the morning… What’s not to love about having parties with your friends? Except perhaps washing the dishes afterwards?And even then, there were some rewards to that (For details, prod me via your favourite messaging system)

Today, nullsphere is 7 years old. 7 years of blogging (of which a few years of archive are still not here because I couldn’t import them yet…) and moaning about my life.

Woot. Have a complimentary glass of water on the house!

But not from outer space.

Just back from Prague, where I had a really, really good time with my colleagues. For a work seminar, it felt really like a holiday camp, pretty removed from day-to-day reality.

After a plane ride with a screaming kid (he screamed for two and a half hours; there are singers that can’t do that) and a quick drive home, I slipped back into my lazy weekend habits by doing nothing the whole weekend. Well, next to nothing because TBH, there’s rarely a time where I’m not doing anything.

Paris in summer is a strange place. It is a city with no people in certain places and an overcrowded hive in others. I happen to live in one of the deadzones. On Saturday, having emerged from a well deserved 12-hour sleep, Dad and I made our way down to the shopping center for a Starbucks and food shopping. There was absolutely no one on the streets…

Well, James tagged me on the latest meme he did, so I’ll oblige.

Three Jobs I’ve Had In My Life

1. English teacher
2. IT manager
3. Consultant

Three Places I have Lived

1. Paris
2. Pennsylvania
3. Lake district

Three TV Shows I Like To Watch

1. Bones
2. Veronica Mars
3. CSI

Three Places I’ve Been On Holiday

1. Indonesia
2. Australia
3. Israel

Three Of My Favourite Foods

1. Chicken
2. Raw fish
3. Pasta

Three Places I’d Rather Be Right Now

1. At home
2. At the beach
3. Back at school

Three People Who I think Will Respond

1. Jiko, who will respond by email
2. Ro, who will do it in a creepy stalkerish way
3. Gahlo if he happens by

Today, I noticed that my picture counter had gone to 0001 again on my camera. It seems that I’ve reached the end of its numbering… Last count I had, I’d taken over 7800 pictures since I bought this camera 2 years ago. That means that I’ve now got somewhere along 10000 digital pictures since I started having a digital camera in 2002. Phew.

Looks like I’m going to have to do some sorting and uploading over the weekend, eh?