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秋日之胡思乱想
September 20, 2012

到底什么让人更头疼？上星期貌似是PCN，这个星期变成了briefing。什么时候才可以修炼成字篓子，拍脑袋就能编出一堆废话填满一个文件呢？看来还要假以时日亚。

北京难得可以散步，天高云淡的气候，激动的人群，封闭的街道，严重受影响的交通。上一次在电视里见到这个情形，还记得是什么时候么？

煲了温暖的莲藕排骨汤。秋天快走了吧？什么时候可以看到熊猫宝宝呢？

 

再回东南
October 15, 2011

很突然的要前往Mekong, 目的地是森林覆盖率高开发程度低的佛教国家。如此完美的目的地不是用来旅行，遗憾大大的。想到几十天不变的早餐, 还没吃已然腻了。

 

袋鼠旅行团
September 5, 2011

南半球的天蓝得有些不真切。堪培拉的山间袋鼠们成群结队，吃草发呆蹦蹦跳跳，和想象中完全不同的颜色，却和期待中一样的可爱。

物价是传说的高，天气是传说的冷，所幸骗吃骗喝过上难得的绿林生活。

 

In the midst of Chaos
August 8, 2011

In the midst of chaos, I began to miss the good old times with the economists – celebrity economist, gentle economist, and cute economist. Those ongoing “cautious optimistic” and old school gestures whose doors are always open.

 

Cry Me a River
August 4, 2011

无意间被Susan大妈的”Cry me a river”迷住。英格兰的乡野之音相较原唱，竟另有一番风采。美丽的音乐原来可以是这么简单。谁说不是呢?

 

单车的林荫道
June 18, 2011

每天经过三十分钟的林荫道。单车穿过虫鸟的叫声在树荫间前行。乐在其中的，是我所不熟悉的娴静的北京。

 

伤感的情绪
April 14, 2011

做了决定，兴奋而又伤感。日历上遍布饭局以及复杂的情绪。
关上一个窗户，打开一扇门。

 

What does it take to make the right decision?
March 9, 2011

没有学过行为经济学。怎样才能做一个好决定呢？艰难。

 

Anthropologie
February 15, 2010

发现有个牌子Anthropologie，女装很是入眼。这个词多少让我想起戴安基顿和哈里森福特，当然还有他们扮演过的（某几个）角色。只是女anthropologist着装貌似少有这个风格。

 

拔了一颗淘气的牙
December 6, 2009

于是乎肿了半边脸，白粥流食伺候，化身沙发土豆，三日不知肉味。。。。。。如此这般副病状，时间状语皆为若干天。

此番变故另有几番探索与发现：其一，牙医王的mp3老的实在是很可以；其二，小妞我原来是泛素食主义脑子加肉食动物的胃。什么健康什么信念，通通敌不过味蕾的那点诱惑；其三，脸肿了真的就变成了胖子，即便是半边，还是古人智慧了得。。。。。。哎，无话。

 

It’s all coming back to me Now
July 23, 2008
引子：遇见一个人，神貌皆似米斯特某。于是想起一首歌，纪念不懂珍惜的傻妞年代。

It s all Coming back to Me Now /Celine Dion

There were nights when the wind was so cold
That my body froze in bed
If i just listened to it
Right outside the window

There were days when the sun was so cruel
That all the tears turned to dust
And i just knew my eyes were
Drying up forever

I finished crying in the instant that you left
And i can’t remember where or when or how
And i banished every memory you and i had ever made

But when you touch me like this
And you hold me like that
I just have to admit
That it’s all coming back to me
When i touch you like this
And i hold you like that
It’s so hard to believe but
It’s all coming back to me
(it’s all coming back, it’s all coming back to me now)

There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things i’d never do again
But then they’d always seemed right

There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than any laws allow

Baby baby
If i kiss you like this
And if you whisper like that
It was lost long ago
But it’s all coming back to me

If you want me like this
And if you need me like that
It was dead long ago
But it’s all coming back to me
It’s so hard to resist
And it’s all coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it’s all coming back to me now
But it’s all coming back

There were those empty threats and hollow lies
And whenever you tried to hurt me
I just hurt you even worse
And so much deeper

There were hours that just went on for days
When alone at last we’d count up all the chances
That were lost to us forever

But you were history with the slamming of the door
And i made myself so strong again somehow
And i never wasted any of my time on you since then

When you see me like this
And when i see you like that
Then we see what we want to see
All coming back to me

The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it’s all coming back to me now
If you forgive me all this
If i forgive you all that
We forgive and forget

 

Flash Back
May 16, 2008
The past week has been overwhelming, from the earthquake shock to work volume.
Somebody reminded me of my “slightly Bristish accent”, which I thought I already lost. It’s always  interesting to look back and see how your past has come to shape your present, if not future.
As long as we move along from our past, we got away from old things and open door to new ones. However, what appeared important then may mean nothing now, while some of the most precious part was taken for nothing. The thing is, you could never tell and you would never know.
What do they say? “Live everyday like there is no tomorrow.”

 

高跟鞋物语
May 5， 2008
放了十天假，脚开始对高跟鞋说不 。头天上班两只脚磨得凄凄惨惨戚戚。呜呼哀哉，只得乖乖投降火速找到替代品。想起一句话，由简入奢易，由奢入俭难。有没有34.5-35码的mm，有两双98成新很漂亮的8cm高跟鞋想换主人了。

 

Labors, Happy holiday
May 2nd, 2008
I had a typical Labor’s Day project, including laundary and  summering my wardrobe.

The second day when I woke up, I noticed a major come back of spring season with the rain! How ironic! Who says only women are unpredictable..

 

French
April 17, 2008
听说我的法语老师是加拿大人，有文化的人排着队来提前嘲笑我的乡下口音。
于是征集巴黎人和外省人。请有相关经验的同学踊跃报名。
TOR: 灵长类法国法语者。

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