Ma van az utolsó nap, amikor az évszám közepén két nulla van. Legalábbis nyugati időszámíts szerint. A legközelebbi ezredfordulóig. :)
Kiváncsi vagyok a következő évre. Valószínűleg ugyanolyan unalmas lesz, mint az előzőek...
Thursday 31 December 2009
Thursday 24 December 2009
Szenteste - Christmas Eve
Műfenyő(cske), szaloncukor nélkül (szip), és kéttucat képeslap, vacsi az unokatesókkal, és örök hála a skype készítőinek, hogy az ember addig "telefonálhasson" az otthoniakkal, 3 csatornán, képeket küldözgetve, amíg jólesik :)Plastic tree, no candies, and two dozens of christmas cards, dinner with my cousins, and big thanks for the makers of skype for making possible to make hourlong "phonecalls" on three different channels on the same time while sending pictures back and forth :)
Friday 18 December 2009
Esik a hó - It's snowing
Vééégre valahára!!! Hét közben már volt pár gyenge próbálkozás, de a talajt már esőként érte minden csapadék... no de tegnap este végre nekidurálták magukat az essexi felhők is.És most minden ilyen fehér, narancssárga éggel (hol is láttam már ilyet? Jamie és a csodalámpa? Mars bolygó? :D )
Snooow!!!! With orange sky :D
Wednesday 16 December 2009
Input
Zúzda: Sepultura: Kaiowas / Clannad: I will find you felváltva. Üdv a zártosztályon ;)
Earfood: one after the other. Welcome in the psycho ward ;)
Nyomtatás: King Lear kivégezve. Machbeth következik utána a gyűjteményben, de abban még többen halnak meg ha jól emlékszem, bár az itteni statisztikákat nehéz lesz überelni.
Literally: King Lear is finished. Next is Machbeth in the compilation, but if i remember correctly, the head count is even higher there, though these things will be hard to top.
Celluloid: nyúmún sokadszorra, mert annyira agyatlan hogy az már pihentető. Zörög a háttérben, a farkasfalkás részeknél ránézek (ide nekem bármilyen cuccot ami vámpíros - garantáltan kiszúrom a (vér)farkasos részeket, lásd Vámpír: a Maszkabál rpg) Belegondolva, ed se rossz, csak ne lenne olyan hótt sápadt. A zenébe is kezdek belenyugodni, már nem zavar totálisan, mint első nézésre (ellentétben a tvájlájt-al, aminek úgy ahogy volt az összes zenéje talált nálam).
Watching in: nu moon for the umpteenth time, coz it's so brainless its calming. It plays in the background, i watch closely only at the parts with anything to do with the wolf pack (trust on me to find the (were)wolfs in a vampire-themed franchise... see Vampire: the Masquarade (rpg)) On the second thought, ed isn't bad either, he is just too damn pale. Music is far less annoying now then at the first watch - as opposed with the first movie, i liked every piece of the soundtrack there.
Meló: mert néha az is input. Raktárajtó mellett dolgozás, kockára fagyás, utána legpocsékabb melónak örülés, mert visszamehetünk a placc közepére a melegbe. És mellé a napi termés kb 10 db karácsonyi képeslap =^_^=
Workplace: sometimes even that can be an input. Today we had to work near the open warehouse door, consequently in frozen chicken state, but afterwards happy to do the crappiest job as it meant we can go back to the middle of the place where's warm. Oh and about 10 christmas cards =^_^=
Earfood: one after the other. Welcome in the psycho ward ;)
Nyomtatás: King Lear kivégezve. Machbeth következik utána a gyűjteményben, de abban még többen halnak meg ha jól emlékszem, bár az itteni statisztikákat nehéz lesz überelni.
Literally: King Lear is finished. Next is Machbeth in the compilation, but if i remember correctly, the head count is even higher there, though these things will be hard to top.
Celluloid: nyúmún sokadszorra, mert annyira agyatlan hogy az már pihentető. Zörög a háttérben, a farkasfalkás részeknél ránézek (ide nekem bármilyen cuccot ami vámpíros - garantáltan kiszúrom a (vér)farkasos részeket, lásd Vámpír: a Maszkabál rpg) Belegondolva, ed se rossz, csak ne lenne olyan hótt sápadt. A zenébe is kezdek belenyugodni, már nem zavar totálisan, mint első nézésre (ellentétben a tvájlájt-al, aminek úgy ahogy volt az összes zenéje talált nálam).
Watching in: nu moon for the umpteenth time, coz it's so brainless its calming. It plays in the background, i watch closely only at the parts with anything to do with the wolf pack (trust on me to find the (were)wolfs in a vampire-themed franchise... see Vampire: the Masquarade (rpg)) On the second thought, ed isn't bad either, he is just too damn pale. Music is far less annoying now then at the first watch - as opposed with the first movie, i liked every piece of the soundtrack there.
Meló: mert néha az is input. Raktárajtó mellett dolgozás, kockára fagyás, utána legpocsékabb melónak örülés, mert visszamehetünk a placc közepére a melegbe. És mellé a napi termés kb 10 db karácsonyi képeslap =^_^=
Workplace: sometimes even that can be an input. Today we had to work near the open warehouse door, consequently in frozen chicken state, but afterwards happy to do the crappiest job as it meant we can go back to the middle of the place where's warm. Oh and about 10 christmas cards =^_^=
Monday 14 December 2009
bip bip
Nothing going on - no snow, no nothing happenin'. Wich is quite good, just not really bloggable, or interesting. I spend my days at the workplace in a kind of stupor, brain capacity on about 30%, perfect condition for this type of job and even stupid enough for some loughs.
So when i get home, i dont really bother to push the capacity much higher for that few hours before going to sleep. Just a bit of reading, bit of knitting, watching the same movies over and over again. And then hopefully sleeping without dreaming, as i tend (always tended to) have only bad dreams, and those in turn make a bad morning.
Sort of nice being so hare-brained, at least i'm calm. Relatively. First time in my life, or at least a very long time... but feels like first. Mmm. Only setback is that i can't make any mentally demanding output, like writing, learning, or improving things. Oh well, this blissful ignorance won't last ong, i know myself, so within a very short time i will go back to my usual brooding self i'm afraid.
...
I took a Shakespeare's Tragedies compilation from the library two weaks ago and this proved to be a very good thing. Finished Othello and R+J so far, the latter one i read in high school as the only compulsory S. drama. Right now i'm still reading King Lear - the tragedy/Folio version - at lunchbreaks. That guy's plain stupid, how the heck did he become king?!
The start of the story was interesting to read, we have a folktale very similar to the situation described. In the hungarian folktale version, the youngest daughter's answer is not "nothing" but "like salt in the soup", and goes into exile alone, and finds a husband later. The other two daughters do not conspire against the king, and the protagonist is the rejected daughter, not the king.
I do not know the drama's end yet, but in the folktale, the girl invites her family for her wedding and they go of course as they want to reconcile. She cooks every meal for the king herself, without salt - so to show just how much the absence of it means.
Always loved this story :)
...
Also, and the thing which brought me to write finally, i just finished the second sleeve on the lush-and-lacy cardigan. Checked very frequently with the other sleeve, so they will be identical, and just before casting off, realized somthing was wrong. But not with this one: the first sleeve. I skipped one row on the lace pattern, on the second pattern repeat (there are only three, luckily). Yuck. Tomorrow will be ripping off and knitting again.
The funny thing in this: i find this pattern first at Faith's blog, and she made a quite similar mistake on it - she made a row twice instead of skipping, and on one of the fronts, but still - pattern's jinxed or what :) Sort of amusing. I guess the pattern is simple enough for not requiering full concentration but just tricky enough to play some tricks on the absent-minded.
Nevermind. ^_^
(Brain's too burned out to think in hungarian. 'coz that's easier and once i go back and start to write/think in hungarian it's a big pain to get the english back wich i must do for the workplace. Takes a whole day, actually, all the while i'm answering "igen" (e-ghen, "yes") for the affirmative and even talk hungarian to the slovakian collegue. Who actually knows a few words, coming from a neighbouring country with a 500 thousand strong of hungarian minority (out of the 5.3 million overall). Ehhehe. )
So when i get home, i dont really bother to push the capacity much higher for that few hours before going to sleep. Just a bit of reading, bit of knitting, watching the same movies over and over again. And then hopefully sleeping without dreaming, as i tend (always tended to) have only bad dreams, and those in turn make a bad morning.
Sort of nice being so hare-brained, at least i'm calm. Relatively. First time in my life, or at least a very long time... but feels like first. Mmm. Only setback is that i can't make any mentally demanding output, like writing, learning, or improving things. Oh well, this blissful ignorance won't last ong, i know myself, so within a very short time i will go back to my usual brooding self i'm afraid.
...
I took a Shakespeare's Tragedies compilation from the library two weaks ago and this proved to be a very good thing. Finished Othello and R+J so far, the latter one i read in high school as the only compulsory S. drama. Right now i'm still reading King Lear - the tragedy/Folio version - at lunchbreaks. That guy's plain stupid, how the heck did he become king?!
The start of the story was interesting to read, we have a folktale very similar to the situation described. In the hungarian folktale version, the youngest daughter's answer is not "nothing" but "like salt in the soup", and goes into exile alone, and finds a husband later. The other two daughters do not conspire against the king, and the protagonist is the rejected daughter, not the king.
I do not know the drama's end yet, but in the folktale, the girl invites her family for her wedding and they go of course as they want to reconcile. She cooks every meal for the king herself, without salt - so to show just how much the absence of it means.
Always loved this story :)
...
Also, and the thing which brought me to write finally, i just finished the second sleeve on the lush-and-lacy cardigan. Checked very frequently with the other sleeve, so they will be identical, and just before casting off, realized somthing was wrong. But not with this one: the first sleeve. I skipped one row on the lace pattern, on the second pattern repeat (there are only three, luckily). Yuck. Tomorrow will be ripping off and knitting again.
The funny thing in this: i find this pattern first at Faith's blog, and she made a quite similar mistake on it - she made a row twice instead of skipping, and on one of the fronts, but still - pattern's jinxed or what :) Sort of amusing. I guess the pattern is simple enough for not requiering full concentration but just tricky enough to play some tricks on the absent-minded.
Nevermind. ^_^
(Brain's too burned out to think in hungarian. 'coz that's easier and once i go back and start to write/think in hungarian it's a big pain to get the english back wich i must do for the workplace. Takes a whole day, actually, all the while i'm answering "igen" (e-ghen, "yes") for the affirmative and even talk hungarian to the slovakian collegue. Who actually knows a few words, coming from a neighbouring country with a 500 thousand strong of hungarian minority (out of the 5.3 million overall). Ehhehe. )
Sunday 6 December 2009
Tekergető - Swifting
This arrived on friday. No, on thursday. I mean these, an umbrella swift and a yarn winder (why, o why pink and orange?!!!)The winder makes 50g balls, as i immediatly realized as the first skein i wound up was 100g and totally fall apart at around 65-70 gramms.
I had a bag of rowan summer tweed laying around since spring - a 10 pack bag of 50g skeins, plus two more. I made up one for a ball and made a swatch, but did not liked either of them. Skeins too small - too much fiddling - yarn scratchy and strange. It's 70% silk 30% cotton, full with little colourful specks. Both the front of my hoodie and my trousers are covered with yarn morsels after knitting up about half a ball. But i like it much more now, it doesn't seem so hard and scratchy at all.
I bought these for a Central Park Hoodie on a sale (halfprice), but when i get to the point to cast on, just couldn't imagine a CPH in that colour. At least not for myself. It is pale blue with pastel flecks, so it would be good for someone very pale, or someone very dark, but not this brownie of me. So after two days of pondering what to do with the rediscovered stash - it's still rare for me to have a jumper worth of yarn which is not acrylic, due to budget restrains - i settled on the Lush and Lacy Cardi. It's small and light enough for being able to imagine even myself with this colour. So far, good, stich count ok., swatch was ok., i'm awaiting the first disaster...Other: finished Othello on wednesday - omg, i cant remember any other drama i read (though i did not read too much...) where everyone announced that "and now, i die". Uff.
Started Romeo and Juliet on thursday. Wow. I never realized before how short time passes between the first glances at each other and Juliet's proposal. I like that girl. I never liked Romeo, he's a whimp and plain stupid, but never payed enough attention to Juliet.
After reading Shakespeare for one hour every lunchtime, it's a bit strange to go back and hear the erratic blabbing we immigrants do with english language. :D
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