Leenge siden sist :)


Er så glad for at mine gamle Klæbuvenninner Marte, Kristin, Jannike og Tove Irene nå bor i Oslo. Ser frem til mange treff med "Barna fra Bakkebygrenda".





It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them

- Ralph Waldo Emerson

Prøvde Tai Chi her i Kuala Lumpur i dag:



Ellers har jeg feiret bursdagen min her borte:) Har det veldig bra.

God helg.

God helg!!

I det lyriske hjørnet på en fredag natt. En samling av noen favoritter:

When We Two Parted

When we two parted
In silence and tears
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning
Sunk chill on my brow--
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame;
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me--
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well:--
Long, long shall I rue thee,
Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met--
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?
- With silence and tears.

Lord Byron

If you forget me

If you forget me
I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon,
at the red branch
of the slow
autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists:
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly you forget me,do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners that passes through my life,
and you decide to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But if each day, each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine

Pablo Neruda

Unfortunate Coincidence

By the time you swear you're his,
Shivering and sighing,
And he vows his passion is
Infinite, undying -
Lady, make a note of this:
One of you is lying.

Dorothy Parker

Er i Kuala Lumpur med jobb og tidsforskjellene har gitt meg skikkelig jet-lag denne gangen. Får ikke sove, har ingen bok og det er ingenting spennende på TV heller. Litt Little Britain hadde passe bra akkurat nå :)

"Britain, Britain, Britain, Land of diversity. There are men with moustaches and men without. Eggs are cooked in a variety of ways. But what of the people of Britain? What do they? Who is them? And why?"




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En liten hyllest til lærere og ingeniører etter som jeg har gjor narr av konsulenter før:

:)

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You know it is time to get out of consulting when...

You ask the waiter what the restaurant's core competencies are.
You decide to re-org your family into a "team-based organization."
You refer to dating as test marketing.
You can spell "paradigm."
You actually know what a paradigm is.
You understand your airline's fare structure.
You write executive summaries on your love letters.
You think that it's actually efficient to write a ten page paper with six other people you don't know.
You believe you never have any problems in your life, just "issues" and "improvement opportunities."
You know every single piece of clip art in PowerPoint.
You calculate your own personal cost of capital.
You explain to your bank manager that you prefer to think of yourself as "highly leveraged" as opposed to "in debt."
You ask your bank manager if she has heard of "Modigliani-Miller," and then you ask her if she has a pizza so you can show her.
You can explain to somebody the difference between "re-engineering," "down-sizing," "right-sizing," and "firing people's asses."
You actually believe your explanations of the above.
You start doing your kid's math equations in reverse Polish notation.
You enjoy using an HP-12C.
You refer to your previous life as "my sunk cost."
Your three meals a day are a morning consumption function, a noontime consumption function, and an evening consumption function.
You refer to your significant other as "my co-CEO."
Your favorite stories begin "Bob Jones, VP of marketing, sat at his desk and stared out his window..."
You like both types of sandwiches: ham and turkey.
You believe CAPM is just as important as the Theory of Relativity.
You believe CAPM.
You start to feel sorry for Dilbert's boss.
You believe the best tables and graphs take an hour to comprehend.
You refer to divorce as "divestiture."
Your favorite artist is the one who does the dot drawings for the Wall Street Journal.
None of your favorite publications have cartoons.
You account for your tuition as a capital expenditure instead of an expense.
You insist that you do some more market research before you and your spouse produce another child.
At your last family reunion, you wanted to have an emergency meeting about their brand equity.
You always call your mechanic before you start your car to see if it will blow up given the day's weather conditions....and expect him to use a decision tree to work it out.
You've decided the only way to afford a house is to call your fellow alumni and offer to name a room after them, if they'll help with the down payment.
Your "deliverable" for Sunday evening is clean laundry and paid bills
You use the term "value-added" without falling down laughing.

God helg!