Archive for November, 2007

It’s snowing

A day like this in Stockholm there’s nothing else to do but blast The Verve’s Bitter Sweet Symphony on full volume from Spotify.

God, I miss the French Riviera. About three years ago I stayed at the house to the far left right in the picture, Tamanaco Beach, at Plage de la Salis, Antibes. Every morning, on my way to work, I walked on the newly raked beach, empty of people all until April/May. Sun on my skin, the sound of waves always in the background, …

I really, really hate living in Sweden today.

Plage de la Salis

Wet dream come true?

9 AM PST, January 15, 2008. That’s when a wet dream of mine might finally come true, and I’m totally excited! Appleinsider.com reports today that Apple’s long-rumoured, mythical ultra-portable notebook will be launched at Macworld Expo January 15-18.

I don’t know how long I’ve been holding out for a new laptop. At work they recently gave me a Lenovo x60. It’s a nice piece of hardware — light, extremely good battery-life, perfect for a long afternoon of surfing at a nice coffee shop. But, it breaks my heart running Windows XP. My true love since 2004 is a 1.33 GHz PowerBook. It’s been a gem. Gorgeous-looking, reliable, and not to forget, home to beautiful, beautiful Mac OS X.

But lately, I’ve been yearning for something new. After going to countless web 2.0 conferences with everyone having a newer, fresher, faster MacBook or MBP, I’m desperate for an update. And this baby, as Appleinsider describes it, is the perfect candidate:

The 13-inch portable [...] will mark the Cupertino-based Mac maker’s re-entry into the sub-notebook market — arriving in a form-factor that’s approximately 50 percent lighter and strikingly slimmer than the company’s current 15-inch professional MacBook Pro offering.

January 15. I hope I have a date. Me, Jobs, and the laptop of my dreams. Mmm…

Breaking up

Dear Facebook,

I’m writing this to say that I think we need to take a break from our intense relationship…

My obsession with you started sometime this spring. At first, everything was sweet and rosy. You were my new best (internet) friend. We hang out every day, and I’d drop everything at hand the very second you needed my attention – be it for a new wall post, friend request, or private message.

You were the best gossip buddy. You stalked a select number of my close acquaintances, and kept me posted about their whereabouts. You helped me share my situation with friends when I didn’t feel like asserting myself on them personally. You helped me poke the boy I fancy. You were my accomplice in a (in the end very successful) girly plot to convince a dear friend of something “mostly harmless”. Simply put, you and I were a great team.

But then, things started to get ugly. You started bringing in tonnes and tonnes of new people to our cosy, close-knit circle. People I hadn’t met for years and hardly knew, but didn’t really want to say no to. My inbox got swamped with notifications about things I didn’t care that much about. You developed an unhealthy appetite for vampires, zombies, aquarium fish, hatching eggs, and other strange and for me totally uninteresting topics. I felt how we started to grow apart. And how me and the friends I really wanted to keep in touch with started to move on to other playgrounds while you stayed behind. I grew increasingly annoyed that you craved so much attention, bugging me with news every 15 minutes. By the time I’d convinced you to stop emailing me notifications constantly, things had already gone too far.

Dear Facebook, I just don’t think we’re right for each other anymore. I’m so sad to say that we can’t continue like we used to back when we were bff. It’s been a great year and we’ve had a wonderful time together. And it’s definitely not you. It’s me. I just can’t handle all the pressure and the overload of information.

And please don’t be sad? You still have 40+ million other friends and are just getting more popular for each day. Others think you’re worth billions ($15B to be precise) and THE star of the internet world. I’m just not right for you. But we’ll still be friends and have coffee from time to time, right?

All my love,
Mimi

Hello (again) world!

First post, first blog. Nowadays, seems like everyone I know has blogged for at least an eternity (which online means somewhere between 2-10 years). I guess I’m a late adopter, for once.

But actually, I remember having an online diary before the term “blog” spread, back in 1999 when I first started uni. However, two major crushes, one serious heart break, several flings, and about a year later, I quit posting in fear of having been too personal. That was before Flickr, Youtube, Facebook, Jaiku, etc, etc.

Fast forward seven years, and I’ve gotten back the itch to write down whatever pops up in my mind. I’m not one of those bloggers whose main goal is to post insightful/interesting/news-worthy material, I leave that to my internet/new media entrepreneur friends. This blog is primarily for me. A kind of venting outlet. My scribble pad.

Let’s see how it goes… =)