The Very Thirsty Camel [en]

Once upon a time there was a camel, who lived in the dry, scorching desert. Long ago, he had drunk poisonous water out of an oasis, and it had made him very, very sick. What a bitter experience! He had very nearly died.

So this camel had become a very cautious camel: he avoided water so that he wouldn’t be sick again. He was thirsty, of course, but he preferred that to risking death again. He would wander around and go past the oases without so much as touching their water. He was a very thirsty camel.

Once in a while, however, he would reach an oasis where other camels were drinking. When that happened, he would start drinking there too, as the water was obviously safe. But this camel was so thirsty that once he started, he would drink up the whole oasis, leaving nothing behind him but a dry patch of mud.

But, will you ask, how did we get to know about this camel and his strange behaviour? Actually, the answer is pretty simple (aside from the dried-up oases, of course). You see, as this camel drank only so very rarely, and so much at a time, he had developed no less than twenty-seven humps on his back, attracting the attention of all the camel-watchers in the desert.

Parable told by J.-F. H.

Movie Evening [en]

Back from seeing Elephant with a knot in my stomach and a sick feeling inside.

The cat is asleep in my clean laundry. I pick him up and hold him close. He presses his head against my neck and purrs right through my chest.

More Photographs [en]

Just a note to let you know that if you haven’t looked through my dumped photographs in a while, you should go and have a peek. I often add photos over there but don’t necessarily announce it here.

Start at the top of the list and work your way downwards. You’ll find photos of this week-end in Spiez, of my holidays touring the UK and Ireland, and Barcelona. Of course, expect the occasional cat picture and underexposed shot.

Lush Bathroom [en]

This afternoon, I cleared out my bathroom completely and filled it up again, discarding over half its contents in the process. I actually have free storage space now in my bathroom cupboards. I rewarded myself with a candle-lit bubble-bath from Lush.

I briefly encountered Lush in Birmingham, and explored it more seriously in Dublin. If you like baths and/or nice smells, don’t miss this shop. The smells might make you a bit dizzy after some time, though. Prepare a credit card and treat yourself.

I recently discovered that Lush was present in Switzerland! And of course, you can buy online… The product catalog is really very well done (try the Lush site nearest to you).

Next Holidays: India [en]

Not to despair, let’s think about the future. Today I booked my flight for India: going out to Mumbai on January 17th, and coming back on February 18th. Sounds nice, doesn’t it?

Back Home [en]

End of holidays. They just sped by. East Midlands Aiport, waiting for boarding time. No wireless connection here, or so it seems.

I haven’t posted much, have I? Actually, I’ve just been too busy being on holiday. I spent time with people I love, went shopping, got dressed up, ate great Indian food, went on a date, watched lots of movies, tried various Internet connections, and flew around the British Isles. I even attended an archeology lecture at Birmingham University this morning.

My holidays were really nice, thank you, and I’ll make no mystery of the fact that I am not looking forward to going back to work. (Apart for seeing my dear collegues, of course, if any of you chance to be reading this…)

Carrying the laptop around was a nice idea, despite the weight. It allowed me to hijack my grandparents’ internet connection more than I decently should have. It also gave me the chance to have a (very) brief chat with Joi in Geneva Airport before taking off, and a “suprise-meet-up” with Antoin in Dublin. I tinkered some more with Movable Type, made progress with the website I’m preparing for my judo school, and kept in touch to some extent with my online world.

It’s a bit strange how I just can’t seem to totally relax in my life right now. I keep feeling this underlying guilt I’ve got used to living with all these last years: guilt about setting aside what I should be doing (my studies), instead of having fun.

So now that my studies are over, it’s interesting to note that the feeling has not yet completely gone away. I regularly realise (a pleasant surprise, actually) that I am on vacation the coming week-end. That there is nothing I should be doing apart from taking time off. That I am free to go over and meet people for the week-end, or just hang around at home doing nothing, or go and watch five movies in two days at the cinema.

I can feel this is a time of change. I’m looking forward to what is to come.

Holidays [en]

I’m on holidays! On the train, riding home, on my way to buy a digital camera (if my

photographer shop manages to sell me one in less than half an hour), un-pack my Barcelona suitcase,

iron a bunch of clothes (or not, Aleika has an iron in Birmingham), drive up to the cattery (40

minutes) and drop off the animal there for

his first fortnight at the “hotel”, clean up the flat a bit and pack my suitcase.

Two weeks of real holidays, Birmingham-Leeds-Dublin-Birmigham, the first real holidays I will

have had in ages. No dissertation to write, no courseworks left aside to steal a few days of guilty freedom, no

“other-things-I-should-be-doing-instead-of-this”. Real holidays.

I may or may not be online these next two weeks. Everything is possible. Time to read, spend time with Aleika,

Akirno, my Grandparents and Kitof, take photographs, and maybe play about with Movable Type. We’ll see as it goes.

I’ve taken a step to organising my next holidays, too. I’ll be going back to India for a month in February, and I’ve

already had my holiday sheet signed. I’ll be booking tickets soon.

As I tend to loose track of where people I know online live, don’t hesitate to let me know if

I’ll be coming around your place. I like going out for a coffee and a chat, and as I said recently,

the bit I prefer about the Internet is meeting people.

Illumination et prise de conscience [en]

Mes études sont bel et bien terminées. Il y a dix jours, je me suis rendue à  l’université une dernière fois en tant qu’étudiante, pour recevoir mes résultats. Sans grande surprise, mais néanmoins avec grand soulagement, je trouve mon nom dans la liste des étudiants ayant réussi leurs examens. Je me rends un étage plus bas pour l’apéro, je reçois l’enveloppe renfermant mes notes, je serre la pince au doyen. Je ne reste pas longtemps, je ne connais plus personne. Je préfère retourner célébrer ça avec mes collègues.

La grande surprise, c’est mon travail de psychologie de la religion: Illumination et prise de conscience: un point de rencontre entre zen et psychothérapie?, qui bien qu’écrit un peu en catastrophe (c’est un euphémisme), m’a valu un 5.5 sur 6. Pour ceux qui viennent de contrées ou de pays où la notation est différente, sachez que c’est une excellente note.

J’ai donc mis ce petit travail en ligne (après avoir laborieusement nettoyé le “HTML” produit par Word), d’une part parce que finalement j’en suis assez satisfaite, et d’autre part parce que plusieurs personnes m’ont demandé à  le lire. Je vous recommande d’ailleurs d’imprimer la version Word et de le lire sur papier, ce sera bien plus agréable qu’à  l’écran.

En passant, je vois que la liste de mes écrits s’allonge. En tâche de fond, je songe à  réorganiser le site, et je garde à  l’esprit cette remarque (de Denis, je crois): il y a tellement de choses sur mon site qu’on ne s’y retrouve plus, et que ça décourage de partir en exploration. Alors pour aujourd’hui, visitez un peu la section écriture, et si vous lisez l’anglais, arrêtez-vous sur un petit texte dont j’avais oublié l’existence, et que j’ai relu tout à  l’heure: Librarian.

Backlog [en]

Les billets à  écrire qui s’empilent, mais pas trop d’envie de les écrire (ça viendra). Une réponse à  Mediatic pour son dernier commentaire sur l’affaire milou, quelques réflexions sur divers sujets gribouillées dans un carnet papier à  Barcelone et recommandations perso style guide touristique pour cette belle ville, une Lemanic Bloggers Night fort réussie, des études terminées avec des résultats ma foi fort satisfaisants, et FeedDemon que j’utilise depuis une heure ou deux et que j’adore déjà .

Plus tard, donc. J’ai faim, il fait beau, mon frigo est vide, et cinoche ce soir.

C'est ce soir! [en]

Non, ce n’est pas trop tard! Je vous raconterai Barcelone après. Pour le moment, si vous êtes de près ou de loin dans la région de Vevey, si vous avez un weblog, rejoignez-nous pour la Lemanic Bloggers Night. Oui, même si vous n’êtes pas inscrits. Débarquez, vous devriez pouvoir nous trouver.

A bientôt!

PS: j’aurai un poil de retard, ne vous en faites pas…