April 16, 2007

Spring is in the air...

... and I'm loving it!

I think the sun is supposed to leave tomorrow, but somehow I don't think it's going to matter.

A quick review of the weekend:

listened to - !!! and Zita Swoon on Friday (review in Dutch is here)
disappointed with - the workshops I attended on the Afrikadag on Saturday
very pleasantly surprised by - good food and company on Saturday night (to be continued hopefully)

And spent Sunday catching up with friends, getting some new energy from the sun, and celebrating a friend's birthday at the bowling center. The last bit was very geeky, but very fun.

Also, looking forward to - spending time in Antwerp and Leuven at the end of the month. Yay for international friends.

April 11, 2007

Why I love

the Luisterpaal: Cassadaga is online!

I think I might just be getting tickets for this gig in July....

April 10, 2007

Out of the comfort zone

I've been meaning to write a post on this for a while but I don't really know how to write it, or what exactly the point is that I want to make. So, bear with me if it turns into a long ramble.

Since living in Tokyo (and basically also, since starting this blog) I've started meeting more and more people from the internet. It's really become an addition to my social life in the real world. And in that sense, it's been very good as well as I've made some fabulous new friends, met really interesting people, and it has made life just a bit more adventurous.

It is always strange when meeting these people though. I've become fascinated by how contact is never initiated in the same way, or kept up in the same way as a different contact. This is especially true for one-on-one contact - you can be msn'ing for months and finally accidentally meet for coffee, or out of the blue start emailing and see eachother within days.

Some of my other friends are usually quite surprised (well, not anymore, come to think of it) when I tell them I am going out to dinner with a guy I met online, or that I'm going to see a concert of a band that I don't know with people flying over from the US. It makes it very fun as well. I think that most people reading this have some sort of experience with meeting random people of the net though, so maybe you can relate a bit more ;-)

In any case, I've thought about it before, but these past few weeks have been a bit intense in this sense, and will continue to be too, I think. I love meeting all these new people, but it's also scary as hell. It's easy to portray a certain image on-line, but is that really you off-line as well? On-line you actually have time to think about your quick and witty response, but in real life? It's never happened that I don't get along with someone in real life, but hardly anyone is the way I expected them to be. So I doubt I am what people expect neither.

I've also come to realize that it is a way for me to expand my comfort zone, so to speak. I don't seem to be looking so much for a relationship as I am looking just for new people in general. People who are outside of my (great, but in a way also confining) group of friends at home, people who can give a new form of inspiration maybe also (or just give me good tips on exciting new music and gigs). And I think I've also started to see it as a way of pushing boundaries, becoming more assertive, becoming more comfortable amongst completely unknown people.

I was surprised recently when several people seperately from eachother started saying how they really thought I was really sociable, could talk to everyone and have no problems in just approaching anyone. It was good to hear, but so different from what I think of me, and how others usually see me - different from the image that I think I portray. On the other hand, I know I'm getting better at it, and by pushing myself to meet new people (it be either a group of foreign travellers to catch up on traveltales, or a potential romantic interest) I think I'm actually doing myself a big favour by it as well.

Of course, it doesn't mean I will start doing stupid things like drinking champagne on some stranger's balcony ;-)

April 09, 2007

And another one

Another first experience in the jobhunting-debacle, that is.

I'm getting ready to start an on-line test as a follow-up to a job application that I sent out recently. I have no idea what to expect. Never done assessment or psychological tests yet, and this should supposedly only take an hour or so, so I'm not sure what they are looking to get out of it. I also don't know if all applicants need to do this, or if there has been a first selection already. I'm guessing (and hoping) for the latter, which makes me feel just a bit better about my recent attempts again.

As with phone interviews, which I talked about a while ago, I think there's probably a similar philosophy for these online tests to do from home: don't be lounging on your couch while taking it, don't be dressed in your pyjamas, etc.

So, here I am, awake after coffee and breakfast, dressed, at my desk, (almost) logged out of my various windows, ready to tackle this thing...

*deep breath*

April 08, 2007

April 07, 2007

Decadence foiled

During that evening in the pub with friends, that I mentioned in the previous post, we came to a brilliant idea.

We've been saying for ages that we want to be eating out more, make more of an occassion of doing things and so on. So, as we have a weekend planned in Friesland in September, we decided that would be the perfect opportunity to have dinner on the way, in this restaurant.

De Librije is one of the few 3-star Michelin restaurants in the Netherlands. If we want to be eating out more, and want to make these nights a proper occassion, what better way than to go here, right?

Alas, our opportunity at being decadent will have to wait: Friday nights are booked up completely for at least the next year!

(Which then begs the question, who plans dinner a year (!?) in advance?)

April 06, 2007

Unemployment

If it wouldn't be because of the ultimate lack of money resulting from not working, I could definitely continue my lifestyle of the last week indefinitely.

My first (and for the moment, last) full week of being unemployed was very mixed with activities but very good too.

Didn't do as much jobhunting-related stuff as I had hoped, although I did find a temporary part-time job which could be very interesting due to the organisation it is at. It does mean that I start next week already!

Much of the rest of the days have gone mostly like today:

* meeting in the morning to organize some things for a sake tasting in a few weeks time, which started with coffee and catching up;
* respond to voicemail from a friend, and head to cafe with one of the people from the meeting to meet voicemail-friend on a canal-terrace;
* on the way there, pop in to bookshop to order Kurosawa's dvds;
* hang out in the sun for a few coffees;
* head home to do some computer stuff, in the meantime making more plans for evening and the next day;
* cook a dinner, which should turn out yummy;
* meet friends in pub for beer and fun.

:: repeat ad infinitum ::

April 05, 2007

Flowers, cards, champagne

I'm home from an afternoon of saying goodbye to people. Oh, and stressing about making sushi for those people.

I'm on the computer because I cannot bear to look at the card from my colleagues. Maybe it's the champagne. But I really really really don't want to read it right now.

In better news: I'll be the proud owner of the Kurosawa Akira 3-box dvd set very very soon :-D

April 02, 2007

Borscht for dinner, blini for breakfast

How much more Russian than that can you get? Exactly. Not much.

The one thing conspicuously absent from the whole week? Vodka. Not one sip, although it wasn't missed much.

Besides lots of food, we saw a lot of palaces, churches, more churches, museums (well, only two actually), more palaces and so on and so forth. I never realized the city is so big. Five million people, apparently. So I guess it makes sense. The inner city (within the Fontanka river) is apparently UNESCO World Heritage. So yes, it's beautiful. According to my friend the buildings have been renovated a lot over the last few years and it shows. I was there when the ice was just melting away from the canals. It must be stunning in winter, covered with snow!

The rest of the city though, is just big, ugly, dirty and dusty.




The rearwindow of the car above is not an exception, at all. As a matter of fact, most cars couldn't even let you see through their windows... Supposedly it's all part of the season, and there will be a big street-cleaning-exercise in April to get rid of all the dirt. I'm not convinced. I saw plenty of cars exactly like this in Moscow in June last year...

What else. Ah, bureaucracy. In the end it turned out okay (well, I'm back at least). As my friend described it:
exactly because regulations change so often and no one knows what is going on it is possible to survive in Russia as you can always find a way to make it work.

That pretty much summed up my experience as well. No one wanted to take the risk of registering me as they used to before Jan 1 so I ended up paying for a few nights' accomodation in a hotel, where I never stayed. *sigh* Then they told me I should come back to the hotel to pick up a voucher for customs. When we got there the voucher wasn't ready yet. When we got there for the second time the voucher was nowhere to be found as apparently it was sent back to the authorities already. But, I also didn't need it at customs anyway. So why did I have to come back to the hotel again?

Ah well, it's all part of the fun I guess ;-)

Finally, one of the best things was finally seeing a ballet performance in Russia. I saw La Bayadere at the Mariinsky Theatre. Excellent night! The theatre itself is gorgeous and I had a 2nd row seat. Very cool.
Hmm, these probably are the highlights. Enjoy the pictures!

And I think I finally figured out how to put a few seconds of the ballet (well, the applause) here. Not much, but fun to play around with YouTube ;-)

Morgen

Terwijl ik mensen bel, cv's uitstuur (en nog een uitzendbaantjegesprek heb geregeld, yikes!) vind ik dit:

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En morgen wordt het nog beter

om over overmorgen maar te zwijgen

het is beangstigend je te bedenken

hoe fantastisch het over een week zal zijn.

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Het is werkelijk overweldigend.

So fuck it, anyway

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Uit Manifest van poetryslammers Dorota Kwinta en Marta Skotnicka via Als ik er ben dan bel ik