Join me to watch the World Cup final

Haven't got a ticket? Well, you can get one for free. Cyberspace is taking over from the Real World. So go virtual, get your seat in the Largest Online Stadium. I got mine right here. Sorry for the hat ― that's what came closest...

And the foundations?

The fondation de l'architecture's website certainly leaves room for improvement. One thing is to create a nice graphic design and add some artistic photos... but the foundations(!) are missing. You don't need to dig deep into the site before you are met with a very poor structure and missing information, such as a link page lacking links, an events page not going futher than 2001 etc. The designers seem to have forgotten the basics — website architecture...! If at least it was a blog, they would have an excuse.

Osho on the subject of love

I agree with him on these...

'The third [love] should be called lovingness ― a quality, unaddressed ― not possessive and not allowing anybody else to possess you. That loving quality is such a radical revolution that even to conceive it is very difficult.'
extract from ask Osho

'To suffer in love is not to suffer in vain. To suffer in love is creative; it takes you to higher levels of consciousness. To suffer without love is utterly a waste; it leads you nowhere, it keeps you moving in the same vicious circle.

The man who is without love is narcissistic, he is closed. He knows only himself. And how much can he know himself if he has not known the other, because only the other can function as a mirror? You will never know yourself without knowing the other. Love is very fundamental for self-knowledge too. The person who has not known the other in deep love, in intense passion, in utter ecstasy, will not be able to know who he is, because he will not have the mirror to see his own reflection.

Relationship is a mirror, and the purer the love is, the higher the love is, the better the mirror, the cleaner the mirror. But the higher love needs that you should be open. The higher love needs you to be vulnerable. You have to drop your armor; that is painful. You have not to be constantly on guard. You have to drop the calculating mind. You have to risk. You have to live dangerously.'
another extract from ask Osho

Happiness

'Given my lifelong search for irony, you can imagine how happy I am!'
Phoebe in 'Friends'
season 9, episode 6

Home, sweet...

It was very weird coming back to my flat. As had I been away for months, and yet it was a mere three weeks. Moreover, my flatmate had both sets of keys (as she was terrified of losing one). I arrived at 11.30 pm and had to ring my own doorbell, which was weird in istelf.

And the doorbell didn't work, all of a sudden.

Shit.

Me knocking. Not too hard, in order not to bother neighbours. I can't help being considerate on such things, though others would just talk and shout in the stairs. Not me.

And no answer. Knock again. No answer. Try bell again. Nothing. Knock. No. Could she have gone out? Not her style... during five months of traineeship ― that's how I know her; I was her supervisor ― she did not go to one trainees' party.

So I call my home phone on my mobile. After a couple of rings, I hear my own voice on the ansaphone. Hang up. Wake up, goddammit. If you're home and have not been kidnapped by aliens or something.

Knock-knock-knock-KNOCK...!!! Clip-clap-clip-clap... finally I hear footsteps. A voice silently and kinda anxiously asking through the door: 'Bjørn-e'? (yes, she speaks to me in French...)

'Oui...' Open flatmate. Enter Bjørn with suitcases. Home, sweet... er, is this how it looks? :)