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Just a few things I wanted to share...

...The Dutch word for English is Engels which apart from the language, means angels. Nice, isn't it?

...I usually speak German without thinking too much about it and without making too many mistakes. I recently noticed that whenever someone says anything nice about my German, I start trying (unconsciously, of course) to prove him/her wrong. I start making mistakes, hesitate and stutter. Weird.

...Limo rides are not as exciting as people think. I got champagne all over me (thanks, Melvin) & didn't enjoy it as much afterwards! However, Saturday was fun and it was good having Rogier, Twisted1984, TychoVe and Pinowww here! The Dutchier, the merrier ;)

Stroopwafels - nom nom

A few weeks ago I was bitterly criticized by my Dutch colleagues at work that I am obsessed with stroopwafels. One of the questions was why I am making such a big fuss about them since there is nothing special about a stroopwafel. Of course, all the logical arguments I provided as to why one should absolutely love this masterpiece of the Dutch cuisine were discarded immediately.

It felt like explaining to an Eskimo that even one word for snow would suffice - it was useless. Since then I decided to love stroopwafels secretly and not mention it at all. And I had forgotten all about it until yesterday - I was randomly clicking on stats on my Google Analytics page (which I started using recently and wow - someone in New York read me, yay!) when I discovered that someone clicked my blog after googling stroopwafels!

This just proves my point - stroopwafels ARE great! Ha!


// Image from: 101 Cookboks

It's one of these days...

... when you realize you don't want exciting things to happen to you so often. Even after you have thought for a while that nothing exciting happens to you. I do like my boring life, mind you. Exciting is not always good!

... when finally someone dedicates something to you (secretly but you still know it is you!) and it is only to tell you that you are a bitch. Well, I'm sorry I'm such a bitch.

... when you actually manage to have a whole (proper!) conversation about the weather in Spanish and then notice that the neighbour you have been talking to you is currently smoking a spliff. In the hallway of your apartment building. Has that helped him understand me?

... when someone you care a lot about says: I wish I were an animal on your farm on Facebook, then I would see more of you. I'm really sorry for that, mum!

Back to "sunny" Spain

I am back to Spain / Gib where the sun is supposed to shine all the time. Why else would this area be called Costa del sol? But surprise: it has been raining almost non stop since I came back from my holidays. It is also very very cold (or at least it feels like that because of the permanent tornado-like wind). Not impressed with the weather at all.

Anyways, turns out nothing stopped functioning while I was gone. Isn't that a shame? You think you make a difference but the world goes on with or without you. You think you play a role but it is amazing how easily you get replaced... *Sigh*

But enough thinking - time to cuddle up under my duvet and watch some Pushing Daisies (thanks to Ina for that - miss you loads already) and get enough sleep to prepare for another busy week at work (incl. training of some noobs - will be fun!). See you soon!

New Year's Dialogues

[00:22:17] Nadia Ivanova: happy new year
[00:22:18] Nadia Ivanova: :)
[00:22:52] xxxxx: thx
[00:22:54] xxxxx: not yet here though
[00:23:03] Nadia Ivanova: weell
[00:23:09] Nadia Ivanova: be bulgarian for a bit :P
[00:23:29] xxxxx: thanks, but no thank you
[00:23:29] xxxxx: :D
[00:24:14] Nadia Ivanova: :D
[00:29:38] xxxxx: so I probably seem like the biggest geek now
[00:29:45] xxxxx: since I'm at home at the computer :D
[00:29:49] Nadia Ivanova: du-uh
[00:29:57] Nadia Ivanova: where am i?
[00:30:12] Nadia Ivanova: :D
[00:32:55] xxxxx: yes
[00:32:58] xxxxx: but you are a geek
[00:32:59] xxxxx: :D
[00:33:04] Nadia Ivanova: well
[00:33:15] Nadia Ivanova: i am a soon-to-be-drunk geek
[00:33:19] Nadia Ivanova: that makes it a bit better :D
[00:33:27] xxxxx: hehe


Happy New Year, everyone :)

My new look!

Ta daaa! I am now not only a proud farmer on Facebook (which would not have happened if I wasn't spending so much time at home) but also a farmer with short hair! Yes, I finally did it. After months of thinking to cut my hair short, yesterday was the big day. And here is the result (ok, it is a bit blurred but you get the picture):



Today I am looking forward to spending the day with some friends, visiting my most favourite places from our high school times. Great times they were! So see you guys later! :)

Merry Christmas, everyone! :)

In the last few days I was too busy sipping mulled wine, eating gingerbread cookies, opening presents and relaxing, which I am also planning to do again now, so just a short Merry Christmas to all and a great year ahead!

I met the community!

Yay, I finally met the community! Last night I had a couple of beers with a few of our members, part of the Bulgarian Community of PokerStrategy.com! It was great to meet them all and I hope they had fun too!

We talked about poker, poker rooms, poker pros and PokerStrategy.com and all in all it was a very nice evening, despite the cold in Sofia!

Here is a photo of all of us:



Hope to see you again soon, guys!

Ha! I shall be famous in Sweden!

Ok, we finally made it to the top. To the top of a list of links to blogs on another blog, that is!

Since this last sentence sounds rather confusing, let me explain. My friend and co-worker Joakim (who btw looks better with shorter hair, no offence mate!) decided that we (my blog and me) deserve to be linked on his blog. And so we are on top, listed first under PS.com Friends blogs!!!

It is so very exciting to be famous in Sweden and not only (and a lot of people read Joakim's blog) that I am not speechless. So here is one photo of Joakim at the PokerStrategy.com Xmas Party '09 for an end of this post:

My bunny has no talent!

I decided to turn my bunny into a circus bunny. After all, he is big enough to earn his living and a career in circus is not a bad thing.

However, after desperately trying to make him jump through rings, I discovered that his only real talent is to play dead. Not only didn't he want to jump through the metal rings (which I did NOT even set on fire despite the fact that it would have been way more spectacular) but he also ran away from me, hid under the sofa and to thank me for my effort, bit me! And I was only trying to make him usefel...

Here, have a look at the ungrateful bastard (playing dead, of course):