Done deal

And it's a done deal now. I just signed the contracts and sent them out in the mail. For better or for worse, this is what I will be doing for the next several months or longer. Hopefully everything turns out alright. My fingers crossed.

I ♥ geeks

While I was reviewing some movies on my facebook, I had this epiphany: I like geeks! Be them a quirky girl looking for her Mr. Right, a high school misfit befriending other weirdoes or even a glasses-wearing nerd that chops off other people's limbs for a feast, I just love them. People say you like things because you see reflections of yourself or projection of aspirations in them. So deep down I feel like a blood-thirsty unpopular outcast longing for someone as weird as I am. Great. Now I feel so much better about myself. :-D

Fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain



This girl has a gnome taken around the world to encourage her dad to leave his prison of home and sadness. She comes up with creative methods helping or punishing other people and falls for a guy who works in a porn shop and enjoys scraping discarded Polaroid photos from under photo booths.

Napolean Dynamite



The one-ton TNT seems to always have 3 seconds' delay in response and his mouth is always open forming a perpetual moronic look. His uncle sells breast enhancement products and his best friend shaves his head because a fever makes him feel hot. And then da bomb dishes out this amazing out-of-date dance that totally blows your mind.

And finally my favorite, Kevin of Sin City



Kevin wears preppy clothes and always has glasses on. His smile is ever-polite while he chops limbs off of living humans for a feast. This taciturn guy never speaks a word. He just indulges in his little hobby and actually seems happy when someone shares his liking by chopping him up. How's that for a change from the puppy-eyed Frodo. Totally altered my impression on Elijah Wood.

Not above a hangover

Because I suck at drinking, usually 2 beers will send me under the table (I progressed from one, so I'd say that's a 100% improvement). For the same reason, I always thought that I am not as affected by hangovers as others are. Come on, there is just not enough alcohol in my system to give me one! Is there?

After one pineapple mojito and some retrospective thinking the next morning, I finally realized I was so wrong. All those queasy feelings I got when I woke up could not be contributed to age and slowly but steadily sliding health. So fine, one drink is enough to give me a hangover. Even though I feel sober before going to bed.

Is that going to make me give up my occasional indulgence? Get real.

And I popped the question – No, not THAT one

After two happy years with my current job, it came to the point where I either move on or lay down and wait to bore myself to death. The driving (dark) force behind this urge is of course the plans I have for my life, and for the time being the long and winding road appears to lead me to another country. Or at least I try to trample down all the grass and make my way there. The last straw is what we are doing these days at work – almost nothing. It really saddens me that something that used to give me excitement, gratification, sense of achievement, stomach aches, panic attacks and dark circles now seems to give me only one thing: boredom. When you have a job, you really hope there's something to work on.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not thrilled to get out. I like my boss and I generally have great times working with my colleagues. (Well, maybe I'm too clammed up to really get to mingle with them, but that's not the point here.) That's why when I popped the question at my boss asking him for discharge, it wasn't as easy as I hoped. I felt bad leaving the team at such a bad time, but honestly leaving is just a matter of time. What he said kind of made me feel worse and better at the same time: "My fear just came true. I know I can't keep you here and I'm happy for you. It's a great loss to the company. There are people out there who have a good eye on talents. Good for them. Too bad you are leaving the company so early. I was considering you as a candidate to lead the team if I am assigned to cultivate another market." Whoa. Didn't see that coming. It's always nice to know that you're appreciated, but then that's sadly not enough to keep me there.

That's one thing done. Now I'll just focus on keeping my fingers crossed that the new company will follow through with the offer.