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Maybe, not before long, I won't be amazed at how huge elements I'm supposed to take charge of are here. Still this plant is as big as a cathedral, even bigger, and we all look like busy ants in it. Such a contrast with those millions of connectors my former company was (emm, .. still is) making.

It's Friday. Time to go back home… yup! Besancon is still my home whether I sell my appartement now or later, much later…

 
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Posted by on April 30, 2004 in Uncategorized

 

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Playing transfering money from one bank account to another, programming another transfer later next month, keeping in mind that some operations won't be taken into account until tomorrow while balancing the whole lot, all this with only a beer in the stomach… woohoo !! ^_^ I'm not serious enough I'm afraid. This is money after all though dematerialized digits on the screen.
Funny how individualities begin to surface after a couple of days only. RC, the colleague I'm sharing office with, already told me who's ok, who's not. That's his opinion, I'll have to make up my own (though I speculate he might be right). He's a cool person who, hopefully, will help in time of panick given how different this job is from the one I had before. I anticipate tough moments, tension and short deadlines. I can deal with the last, I'm not too good at taking the heat from and coping with angry people…

Sadly enough, Jacques Rouxel, father of the animation les Shadoks died last week-end. I remember watching the cartoon when I was young; I only remember the sentence the voice off used to say: et pendant ce temps là les shadoks pompaient / during all this, shadoks kept pumping. The program was not for a young audience, my parents liked it a lot. I later understood the general idea meant to denounce the absurdity and hypocrisy of our time.

 
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Posted by on April 29, 2004 in Uncategorized

 

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What was I saying?How can I make it short? I had an appointment at 18:30 (thank you my Palm® for reminding me ^_^), the guy was late so I left my mobile number and went to this Cybercafé. 12 mn later, mobile rang so I had to log off, merde. Met the guy who talked most of the time (was there for an evaluation of my belongings and the cost of the moving…), trying to impress me, seduce me, whatever. Three quarter of an hour after, here I am. Almost as if I had not left … What I wrote above says enough how I feel about this non-event: what was I saying?
My colleague at work is cool. I'm laughing as I'm typing this in; I'm trying to focus but there's a football match on… :-D.

        Paris Saint Germain gets to play the final. Merde 🙂

 
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Posted by on April 28, 2004 in Uncategorized

 

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Back in Châlon, same Cybercafé. Next week will be a full one and I'll try to connect from the room in the hotel I'll stay in.
Had a croissant party for my last day at work. TD didn't cry (I feared she would; had her eyes wet a couple of times though…), I had a very nice farewell card. GR wrote a couple of lines I didn't expect him to. Cool. AM make a 2¢ gift, a rabbit in resin, that moved me more than any expansive present would have. I had requested that they didn't waste money for my departure. He later e-mailed me an info he made me promise not to disclose so I won't, even here. Don't try to twist my arm anybody ^_^.
That's it for the day. Back to my new job tomorrow. I'll finally get to meet the colleague I'll share office with. Hope we'll get along Ok.
I'm hungry now.
     and tired…

 
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Posted by on April 27, 2004 in Uncategorized

 

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Pretty cool to have friends who live on the other side of the Atlantic ocean. I'm almost certain to read something new in the morning.
Coffee!!Last day of work here Besançon, I'm off to Châlon this evening.

 
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Posted by on April 27, 2004 in Uncategorized

 

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80 000€, that's what my appartement is worthHow much for a bigger one at Châlon, with one more room? 110 000… 25 years ago my parents sold their house for the difference between what I'm selling and what I want. *sigh* Where does all that money go in the end?

 
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Posted by on April 26, 2004 in Uncategorized

 

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That's it! I deleted my profile on Musclebears.com. I had e-mailed twice the bastard webmaster asking him to add me to the group of 'bears' who do the aids life cycle: no answer, no addition, nothing. I may be 'only' a roadie, what could those riders do without people like us? It's a team work, a partnership. Fucking idiot.

 
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Posted by on April 26, 2004 in Uncategorized