Today lunch was mostly yellow.
And came with a view.
Lucky me.
My life. Whatever. Almost a diary - part 2: Introvert and phlegmatic reflections on life and stuff. Nothing good gets away. Live, love and laugh. Don't lie and don't eat the fish.
Wednesday, January 9
the silver angel watchman
On the subject of angels.
As you may or may not know - this isn't just an extraordinarily large silver man. It's actually an angel. At least that's what the artist decided.
Just like Doctor Manhattan he watches over us.
As you may or may not know - this isn't just an extraordinarily large silver man. It's actually an angel. At least that's what the artist decided.
Just like Doctor Manhattan he watches over us.
Tuesday, January 8
meeting marathon
Meeting after meeting today. Four meetings from 9 AM to 3 PM. And a quick lunch in between.
Footview from meeting number 4. (Yes, I'm starting to get bored.)
Footview from meeting number 4. (Yes, I'm starting to get bored.)
eve of destruction: the final chapter
Tonight the house went down. A small apocalypse:
It will be back.
It will be back.
Monday, January 7
Sunday, January 6
early evening activity
After resting for 3,5 hours it was time for bandy. Here comes Kristoffer:
The match ended 13-6.
The match ended 13-6.
Saturday, January 5
a beautiful comeback in the second half
The season continues: Bandy at Hauger. First match after Christmas. Ended 11-11 (2-9).
Great match. Nice location.
Great match. Nice location.
an angel from germany
Removing Christmas. Including this golden metallic angel bought at KaDeWe some years ago.
It's back to the boxes, but the snowmen are still happy. That's the spirit.
Friday, January 4
friday and flu
Empty at the office.
My colleagues are either working from their home offices or lying sick in bed. It's the season of the flu, folks!
My colleagues are either working from their home offices or lying sick in bed. It's the season of the flu, folks!
winter whatever
Early morning in January.
Winter has it's charm. At least on a picture. When you look at it in 6 months. Enough now. Enough snow.
Winter has it's charm. At least on a picture. When you look at it in 6 months. Enough now. Enough snow.
Thursday, January 3
Wednesday, January 2
trees, a boathouse and a fjord
View on my way home.
In the midst of everything else. Don't stress. Don't look a the watch. Stop and breathe. For a moment or two.
In the midst of everything else. Don't stress. Don't look a the watch. Stop and breathe. For a moment or two.
temple in the mist
All of a sudden it appears, almost out of nowhere. Like a ship in the mist.
A new year. New resolutions. New offerings.
I'm back at the Temple of telecom.
A new year. New resolutions. New offerings.
I'm back at the Temple of telecom.
Tuesday, January 1
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