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September 27, 2005
My most recent embarrassment
Yesterday, my last day off before returning to work, my sweetheart and I went to the cinema. We’d originally planned to spend an entire day over-indulging on films, seeing at least three in one single day (something we’ve done only once before but it was great fun). The UGC on Parnell St. is perfect for this - you can spend the entire day in a building dedicated purely to the display of films.
The first one we saw, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, has a scene where Willy Wonka remembers going trick-or-treating as a child. He and his friends line up at the front door of a house, which opens to reveal a cheery housewife with a bag of sweets. It’s important to note that there is nothing remarkable about this. It’s a fairly common scene that I’m sure has been shot any number of times.
Maybe I was hyper from excessive hand-holding with my partner, or maybe it was the glass of wine I had with lunch, but my reaction to this particular scene was to delightedly call out Hellooo! at the screen. And then to try and stifle a fit of giggles as I realise that I’m in a cinema, not at home. I AM TURNING INTO A SENILE OLD LADY. Where are my inhibitions when I need them?!
I loved the film though. And Pride and Prejudice was great too. Posts on Munich & Berlin to follow.
Posted by Oliver at 02:35 PM | Comments (0)
September 18, 2005
Ich bin ein Bavarian
In Munich, even the potato soup has meat in it.
I’m a little drunk, not to mention addled from lack of sleep, but I thought I should take this moment (during a spare hour before my sleeper train to Berlin) to let you all know that I’m having a wonderful time. If anybody wants a postcard, email your address.
Posted by Oliver at 08:39 PM | Comments (4)
September 14, 2005
Bulletin from the sleep-deprived
Some day, some day soon, I will work out why it is I can never sleep before traveling or interviews. Or anything I need to set an alarm for. My subconscious immediately starts fretting, waking me up at 4 am to check it’s not 7.15. And 6 am, to double-check. My (not-so) secret weakness is how I turn into a bundle of nerves at the drop of a hat. Careful breathing helps, but I’ve yet to master the art of controlling my breathing and falling back asleep at the same time.
But who cares! I’m at the airport, on my way to Germany! Munich, then Berlin. Apparently it’s raining over there, but IT’S NOT WORK, so it’s all good.
And in other news, I’ve been promoted! My parents are delighted as this is the kind of steady permanent position all our parents want us to get. I’m in two minds (as always) but at least my sweetheart can’t legitimately give me orders any more. On paper.
Munich ahoy!
Posted by Oliver at 12:45 PM | Comments (1)
September 08, 2005
Status bulletin
Over the last week I’ve been running around, trying to accomplish the following:
Prepare for an internal promotion competition, which took place last Monday
Prepare for a holiday in Germany, starting next Wednesday
Prepare for my sweetheart’s birthday, which is tomorrow
Get my desk cleared before I vanish off to Germany (this would be easier if people didn’t keep giving me more stuff to do)
The interview went quite well, I think, but I won’t find out how I did until after next Monday (after they interview the remaining candidates). My main concern is that I didn’t mumble. I’m a chronic mumbler. My boss even told me that however else I did, the one thing he wanted to hear was that I didn’t mumble.
I don’t think I mumbled. However, I did talk a lot with my hands. I should’ve sat on them. When I came out of the interview my hands were tingling, either from stress or from waving them around so much. Still, fingers crossed.
Posted by Oliver at 05:45 PM | Comments (8)