one hundred things I want to do before I die (in no particular order)
*note there are only 77 things for now more to come as life progresses*
1. pay off student loan
2. get married
3. perform in a west end play
4. learn Spanish
5. live by the sea
6. meet bjork
7. have a baby
8. do a masters degree
9. work in television
10. go to Capri
11. invent clear chewing gum
12. make my own clothes
13. write a book
14. own a car
15. visit Cornwall
16. own and bed and breakfast
17. learn photography
18. sing karaoke
19. see the cure live
20. paraglide
21. live in New York
22. learn Chinese
23. sail on a yacht
24. buy my mum a jag (or something super fab)
25. run 10K
26. paint a huge tableau
27. take a life drawing class
28. write my memoirs
29. grow a garden
30. come out to my family
31. learn to waltz
32. do a triathlon
33. learn to snowboard
34. win the lotto
35. design jewellery
36. own a swimming pool
37. visit Iceland
38. lose 10lbs
39. make a sculpture
40. see my sister get married
41. fly a kite
42. visit New Caledonia
45. learn how to pole vault
46. act in a movie
47. climb a tree
48. own a shop
49. go on a road trip without a map
50. have a show in a gallery
51. see without my glasses at night
52. buy a chiwawa
53. live somewhere in Scandinavia
54. learn a Scandinavian language
55. make a cherry pie
56. drive a vespa
57. write a screenplay
58. learn to skate board
59. grow wise
60. teach (something)
61. own a home
63. get a promotion
64. learn how to play guitar
65. learn how to play the cello
66. visit Scotland
67. stay at the ice hotel in Sweden
68. go deep sea fishing
69. go to Oktoberfest in Munich
70. own a pet hedgehog
71. hug a baby harp seal
72. visit Mauritius
73. buy a mini pincer
74. dye my eyebrows pink or blue
75. study at St. Martens
76. own a goat
77. learn to meditate
3.10.02
1.10.02
Communication of all sorts
back in the days of Filament, much of the office communication was carried out through instant messaging. The studio would be absolutely silent (apart from what was playing on the Stereo). All of a sudden you would see a group of two or three people, get up at the same time, grab their coats and leave for lunch. For anybody new in the office, the whole thing would seem pretty creepy. Psychic connection? Nahh. We all know it's just messaging.
Here in my new uber quiet office, I sit... still the new girl... still not speaking to anyone. We've kicked off this localization project and one of the coders sends me an instant message. Well hallelujah, as if from nowhere springs this portal of communication. It was so enlightening to know that there is life at other desks here. It's amazing how much more frank you can be.
The other day Hazel and I were discussing visual thinking, and the strange thing is, I believe that about 90% the time I think visually, about work, emotions, food, anger, joy, stress etc... they are all mostly processed in my head in a visual manor. Now, I generally go mad when people say that they're visual thinkers because all too often it's someone in the design world who is up their own arse and trying to impress by saying that; the actual fact is, that they're too lazy or too stupid to problem solve in any way other than they are accustomed... but I digress. The strange thing I realized after discussing this, was, that although I think very visually (not in the poncy artist way, cause an artist, I am not) I rarely write visually. Hazel proposes that most people don't because it comes out sounding insane. Indeed it would I suppose. I guess it's best to keep the descriptions of our visual thoughts a bit private... heaven forbid, the world discover that I was a nutter? Perhaps I'll write my next project brief in a visual manor... wonder how long I could keep my job?
I booked my flight home for xmas yesterday... It's still to fresh to discuss, just how much it's costing... and it's not even a direct flight! It's a 12h flight in total with a stop over in Frankfurt... joy.
Kim is moving back to London! I'm so excited. We met up with her after work last night. It will be nice to see her back here! Won't be for a few months yet as she has to re-new her papers and such.
back in the days of Filament, much of the office communication was carried out through instant messaging. The studio would be absolutely silent (apart from what was playing on the Stereo). All of a sudden you would see a group of two or three people, get up at the same time, grab their coats and leave for lunch. For anybody new in the office, the whole thing would seem pretty creepy. Psychic connection? Nahh. We all know it's just messaging.
Here in my new uber quiet office, I sit... still the new girl... still not speaking to anyone. We've kicked off this localization project and one of the coders sends me an instant message. Well hallelujah, as if from nowhere springs this portal of communication. It was so enlightening to know that there is life at other desks here. It's amazing how much more frank you can be.
The other day Hazel and I were discussing visual thinking, and the strange thing is, I believe that about 90% the time I think visually, about work, emotions, food, anger, joy, stress etc... they are all mostly processed in my head in a visual manor. Now, I generally go mad when people say that they're visual thinkers because all too often it's someone in the design world who is up their own arse and trying to impress by saying that; the actual fact is, that they're too lazy or too stupid to problem solve in any way other than they are accustomed... but I digress. The strange thing I realized after discussing this, was, that although I think very visually (not in the poncy artist way, cause an artist, I am not) I rarely write visually. Hazel proposes that most people don't because it comes out sounding insane. Indeed it would I suppose. I guess it's best to keep the descriptions of our visual thoughts a bit private... heaven forbid, the world discover that I was a nutter? Perhaps I'll write my next project brief in a visual manor... wonder how long I could keep my job?
I booked my flight home for xmas yesterday... It's still to fresh to discuss, just how much it's costing... and it's not even a direct flight! It's a 12h flight in total with a stop over in Frankfurt... joy.
Kim is moving back to London! I'm so excited. We met up with her after work last night. It will be nice to see her back here! Won't be for a few months yet as she has to re-new her papers and such.
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