Travelling through time

The last week-end has been full of intense moments. From work to the last 2 days that I spent in Paris. I went to the wedding of two ex-colleagues of mine. They have kid called Clement and I wish them all three all the love that they deserve. I also slept, by pure chance, in the same hotel that the whole UK chapter started with. I was left stranded in Paris on my way to visit my girlfriend at the time. I changed my ticket to the next day. Jumped on a cab and asked the taxi driver to bring to the closest hotel with a room available. No booking, no shit, pure traveler style. I ended up at the Mercure Paris Bercy hotel. No high class but a suitable hole to spend a night. In that night I was aware of the trouble that I was in. Eight years later I look back and realised that the best thing that happened to me was to get kicked out of that university. The last eight years of my life have been amazing. I thank all the people that have come and gone. Some of them, most, I am not in touch with anymore. I guess its the price to pay to make it all that interesting.

Its either this or the old adage: "You know you are getting old, when you begin to get this sence of deja vu". Thanks Sona for that one, its a pity I let you go. I apologise.

Codenix c'est moi?

I must spend so much time in front of a keyboard that when my hands are not on one they feel itchy. Some people may call it professional deformation I just call it my life style. A life style which I like, I enjoy. Its not that I am a workaholic, far from that. I just must have fallen into a cauldron of source-code when I was a kid and the rest just came after. Lets enjoy the ride then...

My next time in London will be....

I have tickets, I have need, I am indeed going to London again.... For all of you out there I will be in London 15th to 17th of June. People I missed last time have priority but group gatherings will be of the essence. I will try to see more people this time even if I have less time.

Lets Rock and Roll London here I go.

The joys of work

The last few days have brought back memories of an earlier life. Yet those memories are not all painful. There is an inexplicable joy in solving problems, in bringing the brain to full gear, and see the obstacles one by one fall along the path.

New tools, new challenges and the inexplicable pain associated with them just fades out as the fears of the unknown give way to the rush of the success. How to put it, this week I have realised why I like my job. Yet I've had to pull out of my mind plenty of other things that where around. To submerge them into the dark waters hoping for them not to rot. There more you do, the more you can do. The upwards spiral has started, lets see how long it lasts.

Did I just hit a wall

The resonance of the week-end has faded away, no means to connect no means to contact. Am I really this frail? I feel like listening to Portishead but that will just make me sink deeper and I may not hit the wall but the damn floor. Love without pain isn't really romance!!!
I guess I still feel like I am 16... I just have to enjoy the mushiness.

And when you expect it the least....

You meet a kindred spirit. A soul that resonates upon each kiss, upon each caress, upon each glance. Last night I felt special again, last night I was 16 again.... Last night the storm ended and I went back to life. Thanks to all those involved for making it possible. Thanks to you sweet soul for showing me the path. We will always have Amsterdam.

The most strange oddity

It is warm and cloudy outside if it wasn't for the wind I'd say is the calm before the storm. Inside the sun shines, although a little cloud did show up this morning. Turned my back to it and off it went, perhaps where it came from, perhaps to a brand new place. I just want it not to be back for a while. Let me enjoy my suffering alone.