<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187</id><updated>2011-11-16T23:29:19.302+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Fields</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1155669466799767305</id><published>2010-01-03T23:27:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T23:48:02.707+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Catholic gospel</title><content type='html'>I went to church. It was funny. There was 'gospel choir' but it was only white people, so it did not look like anything on the movies. The lead singer had a beautiful voice and it was all really nice, but the old white ladies clapping and trying to dance were sooo funny. They looked so much out of place. Out of scope :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both surprised how many people were in church. Rob said he always thought Catholics didn't really go to church except for Christmas and Easter. Surprise! The other weird thing is that almost EVERYBODY went to communion (if you're not catholic, you will probably not understand it). Like the catholic guild didn't existed here so strongly like at the old continent :) Need to investigate it more. And generally people seemed more happy and enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one thing was the same everywhere I ever went to the catholic church: people being late :) I thought of our family and my mum always making us late when I was a kid and the embarrassment when u get in 15 minutes late and everybody is staring at you. Here at least they had man on each isle who would sit people, so they didn't have to spend a few minutes looking for seats and making even bigger mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it was a very nice experience. I still need to learn the mess in English, cause now I probably look like an idiot mumbling parts in English and parts in Polish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1155669466799767305?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1155669466799767305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1155669466799767305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1155669466799767305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1155669466799767305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2010/01/catholic-gospel.html' title='Catholic gospel'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5273348112520518982</id><published>2010-01-02T19:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:04:43.061+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginning</title><content type='html'>Uff, it's a new year, 2010. Finally. I was pretty tired of 2009, it was too eventful :) Now I need a rest, so please new year, be just nice and quiet. Enough weddings, movings to other continents and stuff like this. I wish for a quiet year, just settling down, making new friends and living healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year started quite good. We went to Rob's colleague to watch fireworks at the Space Needle. They were really nice. Not quite Krakow nice, but pretty close. The people at the party were nice. But apparently I got a bit too drunk and embarrassed Rob :) I don't remember it :) I hope it wasn't that bad, especially that he was the only not drunk person there, so I hope the rest didn't take it too seriously. I hope they will talk to me in the future, cause they were really nice. And I'm in need of friends :)&lt;br /&gt;Of course I wasn't planning on getting drunk, I was actually planning not to. But they offered shots and that's my secret love. Of course, it wasn't fernet or absolut, but Jägermeister. I only had 2 of those but then the killer came: vodka with blueberry liquor. It was delicious but dangerous. And then we had to drive for about 30 minutes. I get a bit carsick when I'm drunk so it was not fun. At least I had only like 5 cigarettes that evening, so woke up without a headache. And I'm quitting now :) Let's see how it goes. I decided to smoke only when drinking which would work much better that Prague, cause there it meant almost every might :)&lt;br /&gt;Note to myself: do not get drunk with people who work with Rob during the first meeting; do not mix! and please forget about shots!&lt;br /&gt;When we got home I got really depressed because all of my friends are in Prague, so Rob was making fun of me that we actually never spent New Year's Eve with our Prague friends. Oh well, I still miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an unrelated note: they have wifi on the public transportation here! Specifically the buses that go from Seattle to Redmond. Awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;And I've gor Zbigniew Preisner music yesterday! I love it! Could not find it anywhere for a while but amazon had it in downloads :) So I didn't even have to wait for the delivery. It's so good! He is a genious! Now I apparently should start listening to classical music. Well, I'll try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5273348112520518982?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5273348112520518982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5273348112520518982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5273348112520518982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5273348112520518982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-beginning.html' title='New beginning'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2324618554892440368</id><published>2009-12-18T01:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:16:36.221+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Three things are certain:  Death, taxes and lost data.</title><content type='html'>Gdy chodzilam sobie po okolicy, to zobaczylam, ze sprzedaja niedaleko domy blizniaki. Takie, nieduze, 2-3 sypialnie. Nie znam zadnych szczegolow, ale wygladaja na dosc nowe. Cena mnie zaskoczyla: moja 4-letnia pensja tutaj. W Pradze najmniejsze mieszkanie gdzies na zadupiu w panelaku (bloku) kosztowaloby mnie 6,5-letnia pensje. Pomijajac, ze biore pod uwage ceny brutto, tam placilam 19% podatku dochodowego, a tutaj... o jej nie wiem, strasznie to skomplikowane. W kazdym razie sa tu 2 podatki: federalny i stanowy. W Washingtonie stanowy wynosi 0%. Ale tego federalnego nie moge sie doliczyc, strasznie to skomplikowane, nawet nie, ze w zaleznosci od dochodu sie placi rozny %. Tu sie placi 10% za kazdego dolara od 0 do 16,700$, potem 15% od kazdego dolara od 16,701 do 67,900$, 25% od 67,901$ do 137,050$ itd (dla malzenstw). Ojej, a myslalam ze u nas podatki skomplikowane.&lt;br /&gt;Wniosek jest w kazdym razie taki, ze o wiele szybciej bedzie mnie stac na dom tutaj niz w Pradze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2324618554892440368?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2324618554892440368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2324618554892440368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2324618554892440368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2324618554892440368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-things-are-certain-death-taxes.html' title='Three things are certain:  Death, taxes and lost data.'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5842280846588290905</id><published>2009-12-18T00:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T00:36:32.394+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ptaszek ranny nieslychanie</title><content type='html'>I've been forced to get up between 5 and 6am every day here. First, I was jet lagged and also to meet with my european customers. I didn't think I would be able to do it but hey, it's amazing! I love it! I can be done with work at one o'clock! (theoretically). I think I will keep doing it, at least east coast hours to be able to either finish early or take a longer lunch break. I already have so many plans! I found a gym and a yoga place and a boot camp... The last one might be interesting. I really need to meet new people and it might be a good place. Oh, and I'm also going to take drawing classes. And we're both going to learn dancing :)&lt;br /&gt;Sounds pretty amaing, I wonder how much I will actually do :) Let's hope for 3 things, that would be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;And now I need a cup of strong coffee, otherwise I'll fall asleep. Yeah, still not used to this early getting up. And I had a long walk.... and Prague is asleep now, so time for me to bed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5842280846588290905?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5842280846588290905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5842280846588290905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5842280846588290905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5842280846588290905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2009/12/ptaszek-ranny-nieslychanie.html' title='Ptaszek ranny nieslychanie'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8142413907901248760</id><published>2009-12-17T22:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:50:47.188+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's gonna be a good day</title><content type='html'>I went out shopping this morning. It wasn't raining. First thing I saw were huge mountains! They are so close. So beautiful and majestic. Filled with good feelings and energy, I decided to take a longer lunch break and go for a walk. It was a very good decision. I discovered how beautiful it is here: a path along the river, nice little parks, so green everywhere. It reminds me a bit of Sweden.&lt;br /&gt;For the first day here I actually feel happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8142413907901248760?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8142413907901248760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8142413907901248760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8142413907901248760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8142413907901248760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-gonna-be-good-day.html' title='It&apos;s gonna be a good day'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2358045264473574306</id><published>2009-12-01T14:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:37:13.124+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection?</title><content type='html'>A friend suggested that I should start a blog about the US. So maybe I should resurrect my old one. Who knows, maybe this time it will be interesting. All the different things I'll have to deal with in the US. It probably won't be very optimistic since I'm sure there will be lots of annoying stuff, but maybe I just think it now because I don't want to leave Prague.&lt;br /&gt;Let's try and see if it works.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anybody will read it. It don't really matter that much. At least if nobody will be reading, I may be completely honest and not afraid of offending anybody.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that since I've started it in Sweden and continued in Prague, Seattle should also find it's way here.&lt;br /&gt;Next post will answer the question why the hell I'm leaving the most beautiful city in the world to move to another continent, city I've never been to and don't really know much about, with a culture I'm not a huge fan of.&lt;br /&gt;The short answer: love.&lt;br /&gt;The long answer will come tomorrow (or maybe later today).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2358045264473574306?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2358045264473574306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2358045264473574306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2358045264473574306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2358045264473574306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2009/12/resurrection.html' title='Resurrection?'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-3281316694928285746</id><published>2008-06-12T16:02:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:03:39.897+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a supai</title><content type='html'>By the way, we are thinking about visiting Havasupi Tribe. Check it &lt;a href="http://www.havasupaitribe.com/home.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. It is gorgeous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-3281316694928285746?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/3281316694928285746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=3281316694928285746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3281316694928285746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3281316694928285746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-supai.html' title='Have a supai'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8549501384506551496</id><published>2008-06-12T15:40:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T15:56:08.635+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday planning</title><content type='html'>I wanted to be better and write more often but I guess it won't work. The US trip is planned. We're going in August to Utah and Arizona. I'm very excited especially about seeing the Grand Canyon. It's like the greatest natural attraction in the US. I only hope that Robi will be able to get his driving license in time (of course it just expired). I scheduled my visa appointment today so now it's waiting and planning.&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to make some decisions regarding wedding, but so far no results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I mentioned before that I wanted to go out of Prague. I hoped to go camping this weekend, except that today the weather got much worse and it's going to rain on the weekend :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we're going to see 'The Happening" by Shamalamadingdong, hmmm... the guy that did Signs and Village. It's going to be scared, but Robie promised to protect me against the bad movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8549501384506551496?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8549501384506551496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8549501384506551496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8549501384506551496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8549501384506551496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/06/holiday-planning.html' title='Holiday planning'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5534804179674359426</id><published>2008-06-03T14:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T14:41:51.439+02:00</updated><title type='text'>blue</title><content type='html'>Znowu jestem w zlym nastroju. Na prawde potrzebuje urlopu, wakacji, ucieczki z tej pracy i z tego miasta. Niestety, nikt sie nie moze na nic zdecydowac i nie mam pojecia, gdzie tego lata pojedziemy. Coraz bardziej wyglada na to, ze nigdzie.&lt;br /&gt;Wczoraj spedzilam bardzo mily wieczor z dziewczynami (Sara &amp;amp; Sophie), ktory zostal popsuty jak tylko wrocilam do domu. I nawet nie wiem dlaczego. Jakies glupie wyrzuty... Ogolnie bez sensu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5534804179674359426?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5534804179674359426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5534804179674359426' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5534804179674359426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5534804179674359426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/06/blue.html' title='blue'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2332042939513473358</id><published>2008-05-28T16:38:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T16:52:30.419+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I can always make you listen</title><content type='html'>I know that I kinda stopped writing but I was busy at work. Not any more, so I will try to catch up. If you will ever open this page again after such a long silence. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... let's start from the back.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to a concert as a part of the Fringe Festival. It originated in Edinburgh but now it's organized in many other places, maybe even on the other side of the pond. So the concert. It was brilliant. If you will ever have a chance to see or hear Andi Neate, don't hesitate. It's been a while since I've been to such a good concert. I even bought two albums, which I usually don't do.&lt;br /&gt;We have more shows, basically one every night until Sunday. It's fun and most importantly it's all in English so we can see some plays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? We've been to Vienna. I enjoyed it a lot. Although the architecture is weird, because it was all build in the same time, so it's different than cities I'm used to. For example it doesn't have an old town (old meaning Middle Ages or similar). You can see some pics on my Facebooks, I might have put them also to the Photoblog, but to be honest I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work has been weird. I became friends with two girls (French and Swiss) which is nice but on the other hand I'm getting more and more fed up with my job. My manager always promises me change but nothing ever happens. So I may just wait trough the summer and find something new in the fall. It was a huge mistake that we didn't move this summer because we are both miserable at our jobs. But somebody missed a deadline... Maybe it was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to go home now. Keep your eyes open for the next post :) And write me sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2332042939513473358?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2332042939513473358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2332042939513473358' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2332042939513473358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2332042939513473358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-can-always-make-you-listen.html' title='I can always make you listen'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5580566792454191164</id><published>2008-05-06T20:40:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T20:44:10.598+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bezdez</title><content type='html'>I posted some pics from the trip to the castle last week. Check out my photo blog. And you can expect some more next week, since we're going to Vienna on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Except for that I had the worst day in a long time. Anything more would be tmi. Enough is to say that I had stomach problems. And the reason is of course Sahra and Sophie, who I become friends recently. But they are just bad influence! And I love them, they are so much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5580566792454191164?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5580566792454191164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5580566792454191164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5580566792454191164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5580566792454191164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/05/bezdez.html' title='Bezdez'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-142405762347064184</id><published>2008-05-05T10:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T10:17:30.607+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pierwszy dlugi weekend</title><content type='html'>1.05: Festival Proti Rasismu na &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;na Císařské louce&lt;br /&gt;2.05: wycieczka na &lt;/strong&gt;Hrad Bezděz&lt;br /&gt;3.05: Iron Man + Plzeňský restaurant Anděl&lt;br /&gt;4.05: Pierwszy dzien roku w sandalach; Zawody w skokach na koniach i ognisko,  Divoká Šárka&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-142405762347064184?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/142405762347064184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=142405762347064184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/142405762347064184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/142405762347064184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/05/pierwszy-dlugi-weekend.html' title='Pierwszy dlugi weekend'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6764009434617866231</id><published>2008-04-28T20:23:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T20:27:59.332+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Still alive</title><content type='html'>There's lots of stuff going on so I'm busy. Also at work. I am also considering stopping this blog. That's the two main reasons why there was nothing new here for some time now. It's been almost a  month. Wow, it goes fast.&lt;br /&gt;So... I saw some good bands, had a few nice parties, drunk some beers, ambled a bit and had some great conversations. I posted some pics from the last two weekends: one in Bratislava and the last one in Plzen. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;I may write a little more, I may now. We will see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6764009434617866231?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6764009434617866231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6764009434617866231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6764009434617866231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6764009434617866231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/04/still-alive.html' title='Still alive'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8532116615192798630</id><published>2008-03-20T08:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T08:58:43.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies, movies, movies... and more movies!</title><content type='html'>I've got the tickets for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Febio&lt;/span&gt; Fest! It's the biggest film festival in Prague and I'm really excited about it. They show a lot of very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; movies, ones that you cannot normally see in cinemas, for example Asian or Easter European movies. And they all have English subtitles! So we can go together! It will be a hard week, I'm going to see two movies every day (part of it is work days).&lt;br /&gt;We're also planning to go skiing tomorrow but there are some unpredicted issues. I guess we will see tomorrow morning but then there are two problems: I'm really lazy in the mornings and there's a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;probability&lt;/span&gt; that I will simply not get up; and we may not be able to get on the bus. I hope we will go. I really want to go! Now I'm all about skiing but the winter is almost gone. Well, except for the fact that it's been snowing every day this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8532116615192798630?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8532116615192798630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8532116615192798630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8532116615192798630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8532116615192798630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/03/movies-movies-movies-and-more-movies.html' title='Movies, movies, movies... and more movies!'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8348191521137830558</id><published>2008-03-18T09:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T10:45:04.189+01:00</updated><title type='text'>W marcu jak w garncu</title><content type='html'>The weather is just crazy. It was sunny when I woke up, snowing lightly when I left the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt;. When I got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Karlovo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Namesti&lt;/span&gt; it was still snowing lightly. That's where I go trough a passage. It's small and short. But when I got to the other side of it, there was a snow storm. Crazy! And now it's sunny again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was cool, with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Coen&lt;/span&gt; brothers movies. We saw 'No Country For Old Men' which was good but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pessimistic&lt;/span&gt; and 'Big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lebovsky&lt;/span&gt;' which was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; and more optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Robi&lt;/span&gt; call his Mum because someone told me it was American Mother's Day. Well, it was not. She was happy but a bit surprised by early wishes. Oh well... I trust everything people tell me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is annoying as usual, but I suggested a small project so at least I have something to do. And something I kind of enjoy doing. I am also waiting for the answer regarding the other position but I doubt I get it. Regardless of what my boss told me, another person applied and he is good. Very good. Much better experience and more skills and languages than me. I guess I'm staying where I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8348191521137830558?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8348191521137830558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8348191521137830558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8348191521137830558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8348191521137830558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/03/w-marcu-jak-w-garncu.html' title='W marcu jak w garncu'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6562803163869145046</id><published>2008-03-11T20:36:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:38:43.934+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived</title><content type='html'>I'm alive and in one piece. The mountains were gorgeous. Skiing was lots of fun and I love it. Now I only hope that the snow stays for a little longer so we have a chance to go again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6562803163869145046?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6562803163869145046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6562803163869145046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6562803163869145046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6562803163869145046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-survived.html' title='I survived'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-7596509730507714683</id><published>2008-03-05T17:02:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T17:03:35.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter</title><content type='html'>It's snowing. Seriously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;? At least there is one advantage: one can ski. If one can. And I am going to be one of those lucky people who can!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-7596509730507714683?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/7596509730507714683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=7596509730507714683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7596509730507714683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7596509730507714683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/03/winter.html' title='Winter'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5119632483495518324</id><published>2008-03-05T15:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T15:17:53.255+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New pics</title><content type='html'>I added pictures from the second day in Olomouc. In my photoblog. Enjoy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5119632483495518324?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5119632483495518324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5119632483495518324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5119632483495518324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5119632483495518324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-pics.html' title='New pics'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-7558130487581597156</id><published>2008-03-04T16:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T16:51:29.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' Sweden</title><content type='html'>I went out with Lida and Olga V. last night. I haven't seen Olga for over 2 years! It was great to see her and discuss all the gossips about people from Sweden. Good fun! And some very interesting information! Fortunately, we were good girls so I don't have a hung over and my training went well (oh, I was preparing it for some time). Now I'm getting ready to leave and for spinning. Need some good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt;! And on Monday we're going skiing! I'm scared to death so keep your fingers crossed that I won't die. I have never &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;skied&lt;/span&gt;. But I will have an instructor so hopefully it will go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I'm on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; now :) Don't hate me for that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Robi&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-7558130487581597156?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/7558130487581597156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=7558130487581597156' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7558130487581597156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7558130487581597156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-ol-sweden.html' title='Good ol&apos; Sweden'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2449732562994804797</id><published>2008-03-03T14:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T14:55:13.582+01:00</updated><title type='text'>To answer your question...</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't get waisted. I spend the evening on the couch (and the armchair). I didn't do anything this weekend - the weather was awful. We had a hail storm on Saturday and rain all Sunday. So I stayed the whole weekend on the couch and read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2449732562994804797?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2449732562994804797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2449732562994804797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2449732562994804797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2449732562994804797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-answer-your-question.html' title='To answer your question...'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-778545682460166007</id><published>2008-02-29T16:53:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:01:05.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>No, no, no!</title><content type='html'>This week has been terrible! I am annoyed with the job and I really do not want to do anything. Actually, I would like to do something but what I am told to do, I do not want to do. There is a new position open and I am really interested in it. I was just told that I will probably not get it! I guess we need to move to Scotland fast or I should start looking for some other job here. And of course, the way I was told that I will not get it was extremely nice: "We know you are great and we know you would do great in this position but .... no." As usual, I was told how great I am and that took at least 5 minutes but at the end the explanation why not was so confusing that I have no idea what they meant. Oh, f**k it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just really happy that it's Friday and now I want to either go to bed or spend the whole evening on the couch (reading or preferably watching movies, as silly as possible) or go out and get totally waisted. I have not decided yet which one I will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-778545682460166007?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/778545682460166007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=778545682460166007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/778545682460166007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/778545682460166007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-no-no.html' title='No, no, no!'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-4988513754277086417</id><published>2008-02-28T11:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T11:11:27.563+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Olomouc</title><content type='html'>I posted some pictures from Olomouc &lt;a href="http://strawberryfields-olomouc.buzznet.com/user/photos/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I will post the rest when the home computer will be available (meaning when Robi will not be at home, so probably Monday or Tuesday).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-4988513754277086417?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/4988513754277086417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=4988513754277086417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4988513754277086417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4988513754277086417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/02/olomouc.html' title='Olomouc'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-768001460688328059</id><published>2008-02-28T10:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T11:04:44.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Come closer and see...into the trees</title><content type='html'>Koncert byl cudowny!!! Grali trzy godziny, glownie klasyke, dobre stare kawalki. Zagrali moja ulubiona piosenke, ktorej normalnie nie graja (Kyoto Song). Teraz katuje ich plyty.  I co chwile odkrywam jakis nowy swietny kawalek. Przyznam, czasami dzialaja depresyjnie, ale warto. Byl to jeden z najlepszych koncertow na jakich bylam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A poza tym... Ksieciunio dostal oferte napisania czegos, co oznacza, ze znowu musze sobie zaplanowac weekend :) W sumie mi to nie przeszkadza, tylko chwilami bym chciala, zebysmy cos razem zrobili. Tym bardziej, ze pogoda sie robi sliczna i chcialabym gdzies pojechac, chociaz na pol dnia. Ale coz, najwyzej pojade sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dzisiaj rano dostalam cudowna wiadomosc na naszej-klasie znalazly mnie Joanna i Mariola :) Pewnie nikomu z Was nic to nie mowi. Jezdzilysmy razem na oazy. Stworzylysmy wspanialy trojkat. Moglysmy gadac i smiac sie godzinami. I do tego razem bylysmy w Czechach :) W lecie w Karlovych myslalam o dziewczynach. Niestety, szybko stracilysmy kontakt, jak to bywa z listami. No i trudno we trzy pisac listy, a tu o to chodzilo, ze bylysmy trzy. I pamietam Joasi rotwailera. Byloby cudownie, gdyby udalo nam sie spotkac. Albo przynajmiej nawiazac kontakt. Bo ze spotkaniem... ja oczywiscie mam najdalej. Nic to, zobaczymy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-768001460688328059?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/768001460688328059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=768001460688328059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/768001460688328059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/768001460688328059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/02/come-closer-and-seeinto-trees.html' title='Come closer and see...into the trees'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5342240323550797581</id><published>2008-02-19T11:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T15:08:36.462+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The spider man is having you for dinner tonight</title><content type='html'>This day started brilliant! I got the ticket for The Cure!!! I'm soooo excited!!! The concert is on Thursday and I probably got the last ticket available for the standing area (I checked a moment after I paid and there were sold out). I can't wait to see them. The only problem is that I do not know their music all that much, so now I'm on youtube all the time listening.&lt;br /&gt;I have also another idea, something I wanted to do for many many years: Roskilde Festival. I mentioned this to Ade and he said he would go. Maybe we could get a group of people and go... this would be amazing. It's the biggest music festival in Europe, at least the biggest playing rock, indi, metal and that kind of music... Ok, I shouldn't focus on that. The chances are quite small. Especially that I haven't spoke to Prince about it. And I am not that sure that he will be interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we also had a nice weekend. We went to Olomouc with a bigger group (7 people). It was fun except for the fact that it was crazy-ass cold. We walked around the old town, it's really beautiful. They call it "Little Prague" for a reason. We also spend quite a lot of time in pubs and restaurants and brewaries, because it was impossible to stay outside for too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5342240323550797581?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5342240323550797581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5342240323550797581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5342240323550797581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5342240323550797581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/02/spider-man-is-having-you-for-dinner.html' title='The spider man is having you for dinner tonight'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-660802713272377974</id><published>2008-02-15T16:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T11:01:19.095+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The FINAL</title><content type='html'>Robi is in the final of the &lt;a href="http://secure.paizo.com/rpgsuperstar"&gt;RPG Superstar&lt;/a&gt;! His adventure proposal is posted online. So log into the site and vote for the &lt;a href="http://secure.paizo.com/rpgsuperstar/round6/twilightOfThePhoenix"&gt;Twilight of the Phoenix&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And we are off to Olomouc. Actually we're leaving tomorrow morning but we need to pack and do all sorts of stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-660802713272377974?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/660802713272377974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=660802713272377974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/660802713272377974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/660802713272377974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/02/final.html' title='The FINAL'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8140044558219234719</id><published>2008-02-13T14:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T15:37:26.462+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally clean</title><content type='html'>We have a new wasching machine! It's beautiful, it works great, it's smaller (but taller) than the old one. The only problem with it is that it does not have an English instructions. But we will work around this. So I did a load yesterday and Robi this morning. I will probably do another one this evening :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with Andrea yesterday, just for a moment. She is pregnant! And very happy. She's also very funny. She is a heavy smoker but now it's not good for a baby so she limited the number of cigarettes from 25 to 10 per day and she switched to lights. She also told her husband that she smokes only 3 per day. It's so Andrea like!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8140044558219234719?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8140044558219234719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8140044558219234719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8140044558219234719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8140044558219234719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/02/finally-clean.html' title='Finally clean'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-4515042757455180060</id><published>2008-02-12T14:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T15:14:38.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tax, laundry and entertainment</title><content type='html'>So... First of all I appologize for my absence on the blog for so long. I was either busy or too lazy or/and tired to write anything. But here you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is that Robi is in the FINAL!!! You can check it out &lt;a href="http://paizo.com/rpgsuperstar"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The deadline for the adventure proposal was yesterday and you will be able to read it on Thursday evening (9pm Prague time). So read it and vote for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last week or two was quite busy and I have some interesting stories. One is that I visited tax office for the first time. The reaso was that the Czech government introduced changes to the tax system. Unfortunately, it was not perfect (what is... especialy about taxes; the whole idea is just wrong). Foreigners working here would not get amount free from tax (2070 kc a month) unless they claimed the tax domicile in the Czech Republic. Here comes the interesting thing: you can claim it only for a current month. However some tax offices recognize the idiocy in the law and give it for the whole year. But just some...and you need to apply to the one according to where you live. So my HR person called the one for Prague 2 (that's where we live) and they said that it's ok, I just have to come there with my contract, flat lease and application form. I did it the same day (they are open only twice a week and that was one of the days). The office was nice, quite modern, all the people nice. They looked at my documents and said: "Your lease says you live in Prague 1." And I thought: "I'm such an idiot. I live there for over 2 years and I don't know where I live!". It didn't sound right but I tent to belive what I'm told. So I went to Prague one (just around the corner from where we live). It took me around an hour to find the right room, where they told me that in fact it is Prague 2! There is a mistake in my lease; it says the flat is Prague 1. It was too late to go back, so I decided to go the next time they will be open. I was soooooo tired after running around (I was also wearing high hills this day, which made my feet hurt terribly). The next morning I received an email from the HR department, that it is all solved, we don't need anything and we will get the 2070 kC like all the Czechs do! Two hours waisted!&lt;br /&gt;So that's my tax office story. I am still happy that it was not all that bad, just tireing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that happened is our washing machine broke. It was a little over a week ago. It started leaking and stopped rincing. We called our landlords, the man came on Monday evening, looked at it and said that he can't do anything (of course!). The next morning he came again. His wife called me later that day to tell me that he and Robi was on the floor trying to figure out the serial numbers. It may not seem funny to you, but imagine 65 years old Czech man with white beard and glasses, speaking hardly any English and Robi laying on the floor under the washing machine. They found one of the numbers and the man came on Friday to look at it. He wanted 3,500 kC for the repai which is quite a lot, half of a price of a new wasching machine, so the owners promised to buy us a new one. They did it yesterday and today we're getting it! So I'm expecting it when I get home. My laundry basket is full! Oh, and the owner called me this morning to my work phone. I was still on the way to the office, so he got my voice mail...twice. The first time he said: "Ms Piekarska? Is there Ms Piekarska?". The second time he only cursed in beutiful Czech: "Do prdele!" I guess he is not used to the VM :) But he made my morning with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be already bored with those weir stories, so here comes some fun stuff. Weekend was great, I hardly spend any time at home. Friday we went to the opera to see Aida. It was very good. As you probably know, I don't know classical music too much. And I've never been to the opera before. So it was fun except that I was confused for the first act 'cause for some reason I thought that Aida is and Egyptian princess. And at the end I was waiting for the last act, when Robi told me: "That's the end, they are dead!" Ehm...&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend Robi was writting so on Saturday I went with Ade to the hudge vietnamese market full of all sorts of crap and some delicious food. We had Pho there which is amazing! I never had it before and totally felt in love. If only I knew how to make it! I also got some food unavailable anywhere else like lemon grass or Thai ginger and on Sunday I made Thai curry. It is quite good!&lt;br /&gt;After the market I went home for like an hour and then off we go for a jazz concert. It was great! I liked them so much that I bought a CD. We all were very impressed. We also got quite drunk. I did not have that much to drink but Ade really wanted to get this mixed drink called Disharmony. You can imagine how it was based on the name. It included tequilla, slivovice, rum, fernet and a tiny bit of pine apple juice. I had to get extra glass of the juice but it didn't help al that much. It was still disguisting! And it made us very drunk very quickly, so we ambled home, popping for a delicious gyros in Chez Amis. It was a great day! And on Sunday went to church, then shopping, then for a coffee and then I cooked the curry. I have to say that I really liked the weekend, because I did lots of different things. It could only be better if Robi could enjoy it with me. But you know, it's not easy to be a RPG Superstar finalist.&lt;br /&gt;And this weekend we're going to Olomouc! I'm really looking forward to getting out of Prague. The only problem is that they said it is going to snow! And the last two or three weekends I was running around just in a sweat shirt! Oh, well... I still hope for some sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-4515042757455180060?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/4515042757455180060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=4515042757455180060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4515042757455180060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4515042757455180060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/02/tax-laundry-and-entertainment.html' title='Tax, laundry and entertainment'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-7449889580092444691</id><published>2008-01-28T10:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T10:42:46.334+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RPG Superstar round 6</title><content type='html'>Next round is open for &lt;a href="http://paizo.com/rpgsuperstar"&gt;voting!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it is "Monkey Goblins Attack!!!" Check it out and vote for it. It's the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-7449889580092444691?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/7449889580092444691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=7449889580092444691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7449889580092444691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7449889580092444691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/01/rpg-superstar-round-6.html' title='RPG Superstar round 6'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-3351568115688456836</id><published>2008-01-24T09:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T09:24:25.333+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas pics</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people were asking about our Christmas traditions, especially the big dinner on Christams Eve, that we decided to take pictures of all the 12 dished. &lt;a href="http://strawberryfields-wigilia2007.buzznet.com/user/photos/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; it is.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS More will follow, probably on Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-3351568115688456836?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/3351568115688456836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=3351568115688456836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3351568115688456836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3351568115688456836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-pics.html' title='Christmas pics'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8229295606578578785</id><published>2008-01-18T15:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T15:21:57.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dzien po</title><content type='html'>Wczoraj mielismy firmowa impreze noworoczna (za swiateczna, ktorej nie mielismy) i oczywiscie skonczylo sie jak zwykle. Wrocilam do domu o 3 nad ranem, ale Robi mi powiedzial, ze chyba nie bylam tak bardzo pijana, bo bez wiekszych problemow trafilam do lozka i tylko raz zaklelam ("Jezusmaria"), bo nie moglam sobie rozpiac koszuli. No a Robi juz lezal w lozku i nie moglam go poprosic o pomoc :)&lt;br /&gt;Impreza byla przednia. Glowna czesc wieczoru miala miejsce w hiszpanskiej restauracji. Objadlam sie krewetek i innych pysznosci, opilam sie wina (z niewielkim dodatkiem tequilli) i wytanczylam wspaniale. Do tego pogadalam sobie, ogolnie bylo fajnie.&lt;br /&gt;Za to dzisiaj, jak mozna bylo oczekiwac, jestem okropnie zmeczona i chyba pojde do domu (jest dopiero wpol do czwartej, ale juz tu nie wysiedze). I tak pracowalam tylko przez pierwsza godzine, bo potem juz nie mialam energii :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8229295606578578785?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8229295606578578785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8229295606578578785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8229295606578578785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8229295606578578785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/01/dzien-po.html' title='Dzien po'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2616287773904479421</id><published>2008-01-17T09:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T10:02:09.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstar Top 6</title><content type='html'>Rob advanced to the next round!!! He is now in Top 6. Now, he is going to design an encounter. I can tell you already, that it's going to be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all who voted for him! It was a difficult round, the most difficult so far, so your support was very important. Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2616287773904479421?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2616287773904479421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2616287773904479421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2616287773904479421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2616287773904479421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/01/superstar-top-6.html' title='Superstar Top 6'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6160201073889029403</id><published>2008-01-14T09:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T09:34:05.084+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to vote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://secure.paizo.com/rpgsuperstar"&gt;Superstar&lt;/a&gt; round 4 is open for voting until tomorrow, so vote people! Of course for Rob's Ooze Empire!&lt;br /&gt;Remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOOSE OOZE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6160201073889029403?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6160201073889029403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6160201073889029403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6160201073889029403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6160201073889029403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/01/time-to-vote.html' title='Time to vote!'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-9091410674564302137</id><published>2008-01-08T14:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T15:01:41.462+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Polska cz.1 - torba</title><content type='html'>Tym razzem bedzie po polsku, bo tak sie jakos czuje w polskim nastroju. Chyba dlatego, ze tym razem jakos tak bezbolesnie przezylam ten pobyt w Polsce, nie denerwowalo mnie, ze wszyscy mowia po polsku itp. Byc moze powolutku dojrzewam do powrotu...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caly pobyt w Polsce byl cudowny. Podroz okazala sie o wiele mniej meczaca, niz oczekiwalam. Tym razem jechalismy pociagiem i chyba przestawie sie na koleje na dobre, bo jest o wiele wygodniej. Niby traci sie dzien, ale mozna go spedzic na czytaniu, mozna sie przejsc do wagonu restauracyjnego i zjesc obiadek albo napic sie kawy. Jedynie podroz powrotna byla odrobine gorsza, poniewaz musielismy wstac przed czwarta rano, zeby zdazyc na pociag do Warszawy o 5.15 i potem zlapac polacznie do Pragi o 9.10. Do tego towarzyszyla nam wielka grupa Mongolow jadacych do Olomulca albo do Ostravy (nie pamietam gdzie wysiedli), z wielkimi walizami, prawie calym dobytkiem. Wygladali, jakby sie przeprowadzali na dobre. Podziwiam tych ludzi, taki szmat drogi od domu, podejrzewam, ze jechali calkiem w ciemno, nie znajac jezyka (ani czeskiego, ani angielskiego). Przynajmniej w duzej grupie, zawsze to razniej.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Lublina dotarlismy w piatek 21.12 poznym wieczorem, wiec tylko cos szybciutko zjedlismy i do lozeczka. Trosze byly perturbacje ze spaniem, bo lozko w moim pokoju nie jest przystosowane dla pary i bardzo niewygodnie sie na nim spi we dwie osoby. Na pare nocy spalismy u mojej siostry, ale z tym z kolei bylo zamiesznie, no i Ksieciumio musial przenosic komputer itp itd, co mu sie zupelnie nie podobalo. W kazdym razie jakos znalezlismy rozwiazanie.&lt;br /&gt;Wiekszosc czasu spedzilismy albo w domu, siedzac z rodzinka, po prostu gadajac (i z tlumaczeniem nie mialam az takiego problemu, chociaz Ksieciumio czul sie chwilami opuszczony i ignorowany, niestety; musi sie nauczyc polskiego). Pare razy wybralismy sie do miasta na zakupy, oczywiscie wydalam kupe kasy :) Jak zawsze. W kazdym razie kupilam sobie torbe, a nie bylo to latwe. Zobaczylam ja u mojej siostry, ale ona kupila ja na poczatku grudnia i obawialam sie, ze juz nie beda miec i rzeczywiscie, w pierwszym sklepie nie mieli, ale poradzili pojechac na drugi koniec Lublina (nota bene do centrum handlowego, ktore wybudowali pod naszym dawnym blokiem). Nastepnego dnia pojechalam. I nie znalazlam, i zaczelam wpadac w panike, ale zapytalam sie ekspedientki, ktora udala sie na zaplecze w poszukiwaniu tego skarbu. I zginela tam na dobre 15 minute. Niestety, wrocila z pustymi rekami i poprosila, zebym wrocila pozniej, gdy bedzie kolega, ktory podobno bylby w stanie pomoc. Na szczescie nasza rozmowe uslyszala druga ekspedientka, chyba wyzszego stopnia (hehe). Poprosila o dokladniejszy opis i znalazla torbe, aczkolwiek w innym kolorze: zoltym! A ja chcialam fioletowa i tylko fioletowa. Zolty nie wchodzil w gre pod zadnym pozorem. Do czego ja bym takiego pisklaka zalozyla. Moze jedynie na Wielkanoc, bo pasowalaby tematycznie. Takze wyjasnilam pani, ze ja na prawde chce fioletowa i jak bardzo mi na tej torbie zalezy. Ona na to, zebym poczekala 15 minut. No to ja sie zdecydowalam przejsc po centrum, bo tym sklepie znalam juz kazdy szczego na pamiec! Wrocilam po 15 minutach i jest! Widze ja w rekach ekspedientki! Coz za radosc, jakbym co najmniej odkryla nowa wyspe albo znalazla jakis dawno zagubiony, starozytny skarb. Okazalo sie, ze torba caly czas wisiala na wystawie, a ja minelam ja co najmniej 5 razy! W kazdym razie kupilam torbe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ach, coz za opowiesc!!! Musze chyba na chiwlke zerknac na prace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-9091410674564302137?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/9091410674564302137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=9091410674564302137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9091410674564302137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9091410674564302137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/01/polska-cz1-torba.html' title='Polska cz.1 - torba'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-7227073569741920113</id><published>2008-01-02T14:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:07:32.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wazne sa tylke te dni ktorych jeszcze nie znamy</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post as Im sitting in an internet cafe and really should be going now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Christmas with all the family and all the 12 dishes (I will post pictures when we'll get back home). We had even better New Years Eve: big party with Adam and Agnieszka (my cousin and his wife) and their friends. I had a wonderful time, it was trully magnificent way to start the new year. Hope you all had an equally good time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now back to Prague and work and normal life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-7227073569741920113?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/7227073569741920113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=7227073569741920113' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7227073569741920113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7227073569741920113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2008/01/wazne-sa-tylke-te-dni-ktorych-jeszcze.html' title='Wazne sa tylke te dni ktorych jeszcze nie znamy'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6347735816091812687</id><published>2007-12-20T16:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:44:49.842+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6347735816091812687?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6347735816091812687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6347735816091812687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6347735816091812687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6347735816091812687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-4368071223648451725</id><published>2007-12-14T15:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T15:54:42.591+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Discoveries</title><content type='html'>Some time ago I started going to the gym, to spinning. I noticed that when I'm going back people look at me funny, especially at the metro station by the gym. I was wondering why but I couldn't figure it out. I always change my clothes, I don't think I smell so much... so why? And on Tuesday I discovered. After spinning I went to the bathroom and I looked at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; in the morrow. I scared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt;! I looked terrible: weird colors at my face, kind of white but red at the same time, very dark eyes and around (partly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; that day I had dark make-up)... overall, I looked terrible! Now I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; when people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;stare&lt;/span&gt; at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt; thing I noticed is that how hard I work out depends on the music a lot. Before, when I was going just from time to time, I just thought it's because I'm in a bad shape. But this week I was going every day and yesterday I had the best &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;prove&lt;/span&gt;. I was going not so fast and not so hard, and still I felt tired. But when they played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Rammstein&lt;/span&gt; I got a extra powers suddenly! It was great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-4368071223648451725?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/4368071223648451725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=4368071223648451725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4368071223648451725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4368071223648451725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/12/discoveries.html' title='Discoveries'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8263090753278069852</id><published>2007-12-13T09:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T10:43:53.772+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RPG Superstar round 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Robi&lt;/span&gt; made it to the next round! He is in top 16!!! I'm so proud!&lt;br /&gt;To see his name click &lt;a href="http://paizo.com/paizo/messageboards/community/gaming/rpgSuperstar"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, he is going to create a villain. And an initial idea was mine ! :) But I'm not telling anything until he publishes it. This also means that I will be without boyfriend for a week. If he had an office or a basement, I wouldn't see him at all. At least we have one room being living room, bedroom and office so I will still see him. And maybe we will even have some dinners together :) But honestly, it doesn't matter, it's just a week and this contest is great and I'm so happy that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Robi&lt;/span&gt; has an opportunity to show his talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, vote for him! All of you!!! It's very easy to register and you can vote!!! For &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Robi&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8263090753278069852?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8263090753278069852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8263090753278069852' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8263090753278069852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8263090753278069852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/12/rpg-superstar-part-2.html' title='RPG Superstar round 3'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-3067104499872033931</id><published>2007-12-07T22:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:38:00.717+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand night out</title><content type='html'>I need to write something more. Day heavy on posts, but for those who complained about the silence, should be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I was out. Narcis' good-bye party. I will miss him a lot, he is a great guy but it's very possible that I will not see him again. He went back to Romania. It was too difficult for his family to live here so they decided to go back.&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I was out. But I came back before midnight, which is very early for me. Today is Glossa's Xmas party so Prince is out. He didn't really want to go, he was complaining and so on.  When I said that he should be out for at least 2 hours 'cause I want to watch a movie, he told me he will be back when he wants and so on. So I was under an impression he will be back between 8 and 9. It's almost 11 now and he is not at home! I'm shocked :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope he is having a good time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-3067104499872033931?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/3067104499872033931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=3067104499872033931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3067104499872033931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3067104499872033931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/12/grand-night-out.html' title='Grand night out'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-4032222181741686054</id><published>2007-12-07T22:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:21:39.511+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cesky Krumlov</title><content type='html'>A while ago I promised to post some pics from our memorable trip to Cesky Krumlov. Here they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a few of a most charming place I discovered wondering around alone, because Prince felt sick and decided to stay in the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m1QI3RP6I/AAAAAAAAACY/6RpA45pTTj8/s1600-h/CK0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m1QI3RP6I/AAAAAAAAACY/6RpA45pTTj8/s1600-h/CK0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m1QI3RP6I/AAAAAAAAACY/6RpA45pTTj8/s320/CK0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141339738481967010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m3HY3RP9I/AAAAAAAAACw/45kpiNsyyfU/s1600-h/CK0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m3HY3RP9I/AAAAAAAAACw/45kpiNsyyfU/s320/CK0119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141341787181367250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m3ko3RP-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bb8LcDD30wU/s1600-h/CK0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m3ko3RP-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/bb8LcDD30wU/s320/CK0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141342289692540898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the ones below are taken a day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the top of the castle tower.&lt;br /&gt;Right before the big moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m1uI3RP7I/AAAAAAAAACg/gxsh2ssaUtg/s1600-h/CK0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m1uI3RP7I/AAAAAAAAACg/gxsh2ssaUtg/s320/CK0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141340253878042546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right after (with the ring on the hand visible on the picture):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m2GY3RP8I/AAAAAAAAACo/4nL5tIoctHs/s1600-h/CK0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m2GY3RP8I/AAAAAAAAACo/4nL5tIoctHs/s320/CK0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141340670489870274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And together (Prince still looks a bit nervous):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m3543RP_I/AAAAAAAAADA/fwQDdKo-V4A/s1600-h/CK0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m3543RP_I/AAAAAAAAADA/fwQDdKo-V4A/s320/CK0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141342654764761074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even our shadows are in love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m4FY3RQAI/AAAAAAAAADI/x7wr7aoBz0I/s1600-h/CK0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m4FY3RQAI/AAAAAAAAADI/x7wr7aoBz0I/s320/CK0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141342852333256706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-4032222181741686054?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/4032222181741686054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=4032222181741686054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4032222181741686054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4032222181741686054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/12/cesky-krumlov.html' title='Cesky Krumlov'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/R1m1QI3RP6I/AAAAAAAAACY/6RpA45pTTj8/s72-c/CK0037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-138083688898253258</id><published>2007-12-07T21:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T21:59:58.118+01:00</updated><title type='text'>RPG Superstar</title><content type='html'>I guess Prince will not post anything so I have to post on his behalf. He is participating in the contest for &lt;a href="http://paizo.com/paizo/messageboards/community/gaming/rpgSuperstar"&gt;RPG Superstar&lt;/a&gt; organized by Paizo and past the first stage. He was chosen as one of 32 people (out of over 800) to create the country. I am very proud of him. His writing is great and he is doing something he actually enjoys (in opposite to his job and most other things). His country seems to be one of the best so I am pretty sure he will get into the next round (top 16). He is so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;So if someone wants to support Prince, go to the site, log in and vote for Iskandia. It is a very cool place. I love it. (And I have no idea about D&amp;amp;D all of that stuff, but I like fantasy and Iskandria is a great concept.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-138083688898253258?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/138083688898253258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=138083688898253258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/138083688898253258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/138083688898253258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/12/rpg-superstar.html' title='RPG Superstar'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5066713462372773074</id><published>2007-11-22T15:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T15:05:59.515+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5066713462372773074?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5066713462372773074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5066713462372773074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5066713462372773074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5066713462372773074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-thanksgiving-to-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-4489623321329128123</id><published>2007-11-20T18:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T15:05:32.852+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying</title><content type='html'>I'm still in the office. On the call. It started late, at 5.00pm, but was scheduled for an hour. It's 7pm now and we are all wondering when the hell will this guy finish?? It's not even interesting, the way he is speaking - no intonation, just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;.... I wanted to go to spinning! It started 15 minutes ago! Again, I will not go! Last week I was afraid of getting sick but now I feel fine. But no... And yesterday I had a French lesson. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S DONE :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm going home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-4489623321329128123?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/4489623321329128123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=4489623321329128123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4489623321329128123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4489623321329128123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/11/annoying.html' title='Annoying'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-9123790111396852038</id><published>2007-11-15T14:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T15:23:13.831+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Przewlekle chora: starosc</title><content type='html'>As you know, last week was my birthday. I'm 26 now. And I think my body decided to prove me that I'm old. First, I had a bad cold. I stayed home for 3 days. Over the weekend I started to feel better. Not perfect, mind you, just enough to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;. Everything is great, I don't have fever any more, my nose is running significantly less than it was last week. Except that now, I am getting annoying headaches every day. Not only. On Monday night I couldn't fall asleep. Nothing special, you will say. But I never have problems with falling asleep and I can sleep over almost everything. That night I was just laying there, my brain working like a computer with a new processor and really good memory card! After an hour I got up and read some. It took me 3 hours to fall asleep and the next day at work I wasn't able to do anything, I was so tired. But it happens &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;, I thought. So the last night, I woke up in the middle of the night with a terrible headache and couldn't fall asleep. I took a pain killer and after some time went back to sleep. Then I woke up again with my stomach going all funky. After another half and hour I went back to sleep. So in the morning I stayed in bed longer. But I still could not eat anything, so far only a banana and a yogurt stayed in my belly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;successfully&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am not that old!!! It seems that all the health problems I didn't get in the past years are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; to me now. I want to be young again :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-9123790111396852038?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/9123790111396852038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=9123790111396852038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9123790111396852038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9123790111396852038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/11/przewlekle-chora-starosc.html' title='Przewlekle chora: starosc'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1986452298493676444</id><published>2007-11-14T17:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:19:51.575+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to go home</title><content type='html'>I signed in this morning, right after my morning coffee (around 10am) going to post something. I had nothing specific in mind, life is boring (nothing happening at work, Prince is sick, so we can't do anything after either). And now it's time to go home and I still haven't posted anything. I was actually going to close the window... and the computer and go home. Oh, first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt; - with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;huuuuge&lt;/span&gt; list 'cause Prince shouldn't go outside. So I decide I will write at least this.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid post, I know. But at least you know I'm still alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1986452298493676444?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1986452298493676444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1986452298493676444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1986452298493676444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1986452298493676444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/11/time-to-go-home.html' title='Time to go home'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1581029836614966321</id><published>2007-11-13T11:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T11:20:03.251+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sunday: FIRST SNOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1581029836614966321?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1581029836614966321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1581029836614966321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1581029836614966321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1581029836614966321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-first-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2695586414330099204</id><published>2007-11-09T10:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T10:29:58.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sicko</title><content type='html'>We watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0386032/"&gt;Sicko&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.michaelmoore.com/"&gt;Michael Moore&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. Interesting movie, but of course people complain everywhere about their health care system. I cannot say that the Polish one is better, although I think that the Czech one is. It's probably offending for some of you to read this, but I am very satisfied with the service level I am getting here, especially with preventive care. But I that's not the point. The point is that I do pay for doctor's visits or for any special treatment. If I'd suddenly got some serious illness or had an accident, I wouldn't have to worry about money, because my insurance will cover it. But this is not the point, it's not what I wanted to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main thing, I cannot understand about America is the ideology of "the American dream" and individualism so extreme that only the individual. OK, you believe that every hard working person can live "the American dream" and earn millions of dollars. Somehow, I do not think it is possible. I guess I know too many people who could not live under pressure of success. I don't think I would like it, because for me success in life is something different than big bank account, something you cannot measure. But I am under the impression that it is extremely hard in the US for people who think similar, or who were simply unlucky. Because if you don't have money, no one will support you. And here is the difference.&lt;br /&gt;In most European countries, the idea is that people should support each other and help the ones in trouble. You pay according to your means and get according to your needs. And everybody is happy. (I know, it's not that simple and every system has it's problems, but in my opinion it's still better than dumping sick people on the streets, 'cause they are not able to pay their medical bills.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is again a post "how I don't like America". It is not my aim. Being with Prince makes me think about some things we in Europe take for granted. It makes me happy that I live in a system which cares about the people, where the government is for people, not the other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against Americans, I loved the time I spend in the US, I think it's beautiful country with great people. It's just different. In some ways it's better, in some it's worse. Maybe I am trying to convince myself and Prince that Europe is better. But no, I know it's better :D (It's a joke.) It's just different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2695586414330099204?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2695586414330099204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2695586414330099204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2695586414330099204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2695586414330099204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/11/sicko.html' title='Sicko'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-4069918462235664645</id><published>2007-11-07T16:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:40:49.058+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A year older</title><content type='html'>GO MARTA IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY! GO MARTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the first thing I heard this morning and it was very sweet. Generally, the whole day is cool except I'm sick. But at least I'm working from home (meaning: checking email every half an hour, 'cause there is nothing to do).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-4069918462235664645?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/4069918462235664645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=4069918462235664645' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4069918462235664645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4069918462235664645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/11/year-older.html' title='A year older'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-894238105935541457</id><published>2007-11-06T11:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T12:18:07.202+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, you Americans</title><content type='html'>We saw "Who killed the electric car" yesterday. Very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; movie, I didn't know it was technically possible. It's nice it is. I wish it would be still real.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to write about cars, but about Americans. So they are talking about consumers not liking the car. The reason:&lt;br /&gt;"For most Americans when we talk about sensitive energy policy, what most Americans hear: you're gonna make me drive a small car, you're gonna make me keep my house cold and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;essentially&lt;/span&gt; you're gonna make me live like European."&lt;br /&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW Iceland is using hydrogen powered buses - for those who saw the movie, it is actually possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-894238105935541457?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/894238105935541457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=894238105935541457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/894238105935541457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/894238105935541457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-you-americans.html' title='Oh, you Americans'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-4339709101904801075</id><published>2007-10-31T17:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T17:37:09.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad, sad day</title><content type='html'>This is a always a hard time of the year for me. First of all, the fall is already in its full, it's dark and grey. Second of all, the All Saints Day is tomorrow and I always think about all the people who left us. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wyborcza&lt;/span&gt; always publishes a list of famous people who died in the past year and it makes me sad, that all those great people are not here any more. All the war heroes, who fought for our independence, great actors and writers... This was in my eyes the best generation, the one of my grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;Today is also sad in different respect. Someone left us, my company. Someone I really liked and who was fun. I know it may sound silly especially compared with the above paragraph. But I don't care. I will miss this person. We were not even good friends, that's probably even worse, because if we were, we would probably go out sometimes together. And I doubt we ever see each other. And there are so many people leaving my company... It's just sad. We are loosing good people but the management is not willing to realize it, to think about the reasons and to find a solutions. And they are usually so good with finding mistakes, causes and solutions. Except that they only think about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;processes&lt;/span&gt; and not real people. I don't think I fit in this, I am after all in "the management" (even though I have no power and no possibility to change things). Oh, this corporate world... I hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-4339709101904801075?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/4339709101904801075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=4339709101904801075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4339709101904801075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4339709101904801075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/10/sad-sad-day.html' title='Sad, sad day'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-605624470379334954</id><published>2007-10-25T17:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T17:35:41.233+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister's brain</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a very very good day. Not at work, not at home, not in Prague. In far away Poland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister has been having those terrible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;headaches&lt;/span&gt; for the past few weeks and no pain killer would help. On Monday she had a CAT scan and got the results yesterday. She promised to send me a text after she got the results but forgot so I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; her in the evening. This is the answer I got:&lt;br /&gt;" They did not find anything. Unfortunately, I did not get a picture of my brains (since when does she have more than one??) but only a piece of paper with the results."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is feeling better. I'm very happy. I was very scared that something bad may happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-605624470379334954?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/605624470379334954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=605624470379334954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/605624470379334954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/605624470379334954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-sisters-brain.html' title='My sister&apos;s brain'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8610883694945223971</id><published>2007-10-22T11:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:56:33.755+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me where I want to go</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for not writing for such a long time. I was sick a bit last week and stayed at home and when I came back to work, I was quite busy. So here you go, update for the last two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;1. Poker night last Friday: we had a lot of fun, Prince won a lot (well, compared to what we played for - 100kc each, about 5$, so he won 20$). I end us even, which is good considering the state of my mind at the end of a game, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; 2 am :) I tent to bet higher later in the night... and loose more. I guess I should not drink if I want to win, but then it wouldn't be such fun. At least this time I saw my card till the end :)))&lt;br /&gt;2. Meeting with Jan and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vladka&lt;/span&gt;: a week ago Jan (known from posting comments as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bolek&lt;/span&gt;) visited Prague so we met for some beers. It was great seeing him! He did not change too much, with his bitter but funny comments :)&lt;br /&gt;3. Rugby Saturday evening both weekend: it was a lot of fun. The first game England won with France which made me very happy. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, they lost the final against South Africa, but I do not mind South Africa winning (and I mind France - I became very anti French because of people at work).&lt;br /&gt;4. Elections in Poland on Sunday: I voted in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;embassy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Platforma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Obywatelska&lt;/span&gt; (Civil Platform) won! I am extremely happy. Finally, the end of right wing conservative rule! It was too much for me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Surprisingly&lt;/span&gt;, the turnout was very high: almost 55%, the highest since the end of communism. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hopefully&lt;/span&gt;, people realized that their vote is important and that if you don't vote, you may end up with two twin ducks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ruling&lt;/span&gt; the country :) (For those not in the loop of Polish politics: the president and the ex-prime minister are twins and their surname is "Duck-like"). I hope that the new government will change something, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; economically. They have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; potential in my opinion, we will see how they will use it.&lt;br /&gt;5. Discussion about the future cont.: yesterday we spend some time talking about the future, moving to Scotland, the wedding and so on. We decided what we want to do, but then Prince was looking into visas and work permit for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Scotland&lt;/span&gt; and it did not sound optimistic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;, we are thinking he might have to go back to school (which I think he might like and going into Academia is his best bet, but he does not fully agrees). The problem with that is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; fees - extremely high.&lt;br /&gt;If we will not make it to Scotland, I am not sure about anything. Prince does not want to stay here for too much longer (I think a year is maximum), there is no more English speaking countries in Europe except for UK and Ireland. Maybe we should reconsider moving to the US, but none of us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; wants that for certain reasons (two most important for me: not being able to see my family as often as I would like; the benefits I am used to does not exist there, for example free health care or maternity leave or 25 vacation days ... a lot of things like this that we, Europeans are used to).&lt;br /&gt;6. Work: it's getting worse. We are currently doing performance reviews and I got frustrated because they didn't let me promote a person who is doing a great job. Also, I am going to look for another position within the company and my manager is going to support it. Which on the one hand is very good, because I am tired of what I'm doing now and I don't really want to manage people; on the other hand I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; that I didn't manage to do very well. It's not only my fault, but still, I could have been better. Oh, well. Now, I'm concentrating on moving somewhere, learn something new, work with different people and more with clients.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8610883694945223971?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8610883694945223971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8610883694945223971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8610883694945223971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8610883694945223971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/10/take-me-where-i-want-to-go.html' title='Take me where I want to go'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8862799749044665424</id><published>2007-10-12T09:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:42:40.199+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory</title><content type='html'>Yesterday before falling asleep I was thinking about writing something very important on the blog. Of course, as usual with genius ideas that I have at night, I forgot it in the morning. But there is something funny that happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I started therapy. Yesterday I had my second meeting, the doctor did some tests. It was generally fun. One of the things she checked was my memory and she said I have an excellent memory. At night, already in bed, we were talking about it and I proudly told Prince how good my memory is. He asked: Did you remember about you dad's birthday three days ago? Yes, of course! And then I realized that it was my sister birthday! And I forgot about it! I quickly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;texted&lt;/span&gt; her, right before midnight!&lt;br /&gt;So that's how good my memory is :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I remember what was so important, I will post again :) But it is probably lost! I think I would be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;globally&lt;/span&gt; known genius if I remembered all the ideas I have before falling asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8862799749044665424?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8862799749044665424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8862799749044665424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8862799749044665424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8862799749044665424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/10/memory.html' title='Memory'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-9126186604229777972</id><published>2007-10-08T16:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T16:37:32.611+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to go home</title><content type='html'>I don't really have anything to write about, but I still will. So prepare for a silly post without any greater importance.&lt;br /&gt;We spend the weekend in the usual way: slept most of it :) No, it's not really true, but we took naps both days which is not usual for me. Friday I worked until 7.30pm so I was dead tired when I got finally home and we just watched TV. Saturday we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt;, both some Swedish delicacies (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;glog&lt;/span&gt;, cheese and bread, all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mniam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mniam&lt;/span&gt;), tones of candles and other stuff that we always buy at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ikea&lt;/span&gt; even though we shouldn't. Nothing really important. And a pillow for Prince. I hope he will enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to watch rugby, go for dinner and a concert after shopping but Ade got too hammered the night before and when I called him at 3pm I woke him up. So we just went home, took a nap, went grocery shopping and watched Buffy.&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I went to Church and verified that we can get married in a Catholic church but the bishop would have to give me permission. Basically the priest did not see any problems with anything, not even the language. One problem solved (I don't mean that we decided that we will get married in Prague but at least we know it is possible.) And then we ate lunch, watched Buffy (we have to give the DVDs back at some point - sorry Megan that it's taking us so long, but we're really trying) and took a nap :) Prince had a lot of "me time" and by the evening he was a bit suspicious why I'm not complaining. Well, I just wanted to read my book in bed - the fall came and I'm all lazy and not wanting to go out of bed. At least for some time until I get used to it and the Prince will have to do stuff with me again :)&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we went to see rugby: Scotland vs Argentina. I have to say that Scotland played much better than I expected especially at the end but they still lost (19:11). It was a good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I made a first step to move to Scotland. It sounds very serious, but what I really did, is put my CV on line on Scottish website. We will see if there are anyone interested, just to get an idea. Also, we could theoretically move any time. Prince does not know about it yet. He will find out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not done any work today! Terrible, I know, but it's Monday.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-9126186604229777972?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/9126186604229777972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=9126186604229777972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9126186604229777972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9126186604229777972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-want-to-go-home.html' title='I want to go home'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1684415915897007616</id><published>2007-10-04T17:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T17:28:39.109+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another problem</title><content type='html'>We started talking about the wedding and stuff. We shouldn't have because soon we found a first problem: should we pay for the transportation of the guests to wherever we will get married. I know that it's not done in the US but in my family that is the custom (usually it's about 20km, not thousand). Of course we did not reach any conclusion but I decided I have to call my mum and ask her. The result of the conversation was that she told me that if we get married anywhere abroad my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; would not come (except for the 3 of them). Now I'm upset. It's going to be even more difficult than I expected!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1684415915897007616?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1684415915897007616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1684415915897007616' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1684415915897007616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1684415915897007616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/10/yet-another-problem.html' title='Yet another problem'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2964481102411190523</id><published>2007-10-03T16:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T16:32:47.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>Today I am going to surprise you with two posts :) Including one in English for all of you who does not speak Polish :) And actually I have something to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story starts sadly: one of senior managers in my company had a serious accident this summer. He was on holidays in Italy, jumped to the swimming pool and broke his spine. He was in comma for a long time, now he is getting better, but he still does not move his legs and is connected to all sorts of medical equipment. As it happens on such &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasions&lt;/span&gt;, people decided to collect money for him and his family (he has a very young son, just over a year old). To make it more interesting, it was decided that we will organize a raffle. So today was the final day and the prices were given away. And I won! Not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt; that I really wanted but something quite interesting, although much less healthy. Those are my prises:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Absolut&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bling&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bling&lt;/span&gt; Vodka - Special Edition&lt;br /&gt;Jose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Cuervo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Classico&lt;/span&gt; Tequila&lt;br /&gt;2 bottles Red wine (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Château&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;neuf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pape&lt;/span&gt; 1996)&lt;br /&gt;Turkish delight from Turkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to take it home and enjoy during Christmas with my family. Well, except for the wine probably. We will drink it with Prince, at least one bottle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2964481102411190523?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2964481102411190523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2964481102411190523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2964481102411190523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2964481102411190523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-7646430092747318532</id><published>2007-10-03T09:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T09:58:49.940+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nieoczekiwani czytelnicy</title><content type='html'>Ja rozumiem, ze nie tylko ludzie, ktorzy zostawiaja komentarze, czytaja moj blog. Rozumiem tez, ze skoro Ksieciunio nic nie pisze, to jego znajomi czytaja moj blog, zeby wiedziec, co sie u niego dzieje. Ale to juz przesada! Zeby Mam-Kryzys-Wieku-Sredniego, kuzyn jego mamy czytal, to juz dla mnie za duzo. Zwlaszcza, ze koles jest dosc specyficzny. Poznalam go w Swieta. Gdzies bylismy, podjezdzamy pod dom, a tam zolta korweta czy cos takiego, z lat 70tych, wypasiona. Wszyscy w szoku, kto to przyjechal, a tata Ksieciunia na to, ze to kuzyn. OK, kazdy czasem potrzebuje zaszalec. Ale tak... Wchodzimy, siadamy w salonie, gadka szmatka, a Mam-Kryzys-Wieku-Sredniego nie daje mi odetchnac. Tysiac pytan. Mily, sympatyczny i w ogole, ale do przesady Amerykanski. I taki przytlaczajacy. Az za mily. Ja sie nie czuje dobrze, gdy ktos w ciagu 15 minut powie mi 15 razy, ze jestem sliczna, albo mila, albo ze mam piekny akcent. Za duzo komplementow... az czlowiek zaczyna myslec, ze to jest nieszczere.&lt;br /&gt;No nic, rozpisalam sie strasznie, a chcialam tylko napisac, jak mnie to zaskoczylo, ze Mam-Kryzys-Wieku-Sredniego czyta mojego bloga :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-7646430092747318532?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/7646430092747318532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=7646430092747318532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7646430092747318532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7646430092747318532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/10/nieoczekiwani-czytelnicy.html' title='Nieoczekiwani czytelnicy'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2010487359688213918</id><published>2007-10-01T15:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:43:38.694+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>I am the happiest person in the world. Something wonderful happened: WE GOT ENGAGED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for the weekend to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cesky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Krumlov&lt;/span&gt;, beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;medieval&lt;/span&gt; town in Southern Bohemia. Friday was a public holiday here so we went in the morning, we stayed in a pension that used to be a part of city wall, it was build in 1502. Cool. Saturday was beautiful weather, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; Prince was not feeling too well, so in the morning I went alone for a walk, but in the afternoon we took a tour of the castle. He really wanted to go to the tower, even though we were there a year ago with his Dad. But he really wanted so we went up. It was late afternoon, sunny and warm and beautiful.  We went to the corner with the city behind us and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;knelt&lt;/span&gt;... I wasn't sure what is he doing, I was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt;. I don't quite remember what he said but it was beautiful. And when he opened the box with the ring, I knew that he is proposing. Of course I said yes. (When I thought about it later, I realized I should say something like 'I will'. I hope it still counts.) We stayed at the tower for some time. It was the best moments of my life. I never felt so happy and so much in love. And I know I want to spend my life with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we have a lot of things to talk about and to plan. Of course, it can't be too easy with us: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;we have&lt;/span&gt; totally different expectations (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Scottish&lt;/span&gt; castle vs church, preferably catholic). But we will find a compromise. And we will be happy always as we are now.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;zyli&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dlugo&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;szczesliwie&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2010487359688213918?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2010487359688213918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2010487359688213918' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2010487359688213918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2010487359688213918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/10/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1169458023376091457</id><published>2007-09-26T09:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T09:57:00.939+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 2 days left</title><content type='html'>I promise I will write something later today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tibor&lt;/span&gt; is out of office and I'm quite busy. But it's good busy - just doing my job without any big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disasters&lt;/span&gt;. I like it. It's better than being bored. And the time passes fast, which means that in 2 days we're going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cesky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Krumlov&lt;/span&gt;! I can't wait. It will be fun.  I hope it won't be raining but even if. We're going to have a romantic weekend :) And what better place can there be for a romantic weekend than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cesky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Krumlov&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anything else going on...? We're having a wave of people giving their resignations at work (end of the month). I wonder who will be next. Actually, I am pretty sure I know two others. I would probably start looking for something else by now but we are talking about moving to Scotland so it doesn't really make sense to change the job for half a year or a year. Especially that nobody will pay me as well as here (I am the &lt;em&gt;manager&lt;/em&gt; after all). And it's better to have more experience in one company than to change too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, need to go for my English class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1169458023376091457?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1169458023376091457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1169458023376091457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1169458023376091457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1169458023376091457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/09/only-2-days-left.html' title='Only 2 days left'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6239593208848229708</id><published>2007-09-20T17:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T17:52:20.038+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in the corporate world</title><content type='html'>I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; for rare updates but I've been quite busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recently&lt;/span&gt;. Work is being very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stressful&lt;/span&gt;. They ask me to do something but do not make it possible, for example by not giving me data without which I cannot do anything. And yesterday I thought I will kill &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tibor&lt;/span&gt;. He just doesn't care so much! The problem is that I am responsible for him and for his work. I am the one who gets screamed at (well, didn't happen in this case luckily). Today is better and the next week he is off, so we'll be here only with Lucy. It will be fun. I can relay on her. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BTW&lt;/span&gt; L and T are Lucy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tobor&lt;/span&gt;, the two people on my team).&lt;br /&gt;Except for that, nothing new is going on. We went out Tuesday to watch rugby. Scotland won 42:0 with Romania! WOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went out with work, as usual to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt; to someone. This time it was a Polish girl who was here in Prague just temporarily until she received her work permit in France. She just got it and is moving to Paris.&lt;br /&gt;And that's all. I'm going to go early to bed tonight. Before maybe watch Buffy. And do nothing except reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6239593208848229708?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6239593208848229708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6239593208848229708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6239593208848229708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6239593208848229708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/09/another-day-in-corporate-world.html' title='Another day in the corporate world'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-7464405277317240913</id><published>2007-09-18T08:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T08:40:35.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rano</title><content type='html'>Masakrycznie chce mi sie spac. Nie moglam zasnac wczoraj, co mi sie czesto nie zdarze. Przez to kiedy sie zdarzy, bardzo mnie denerwuje. Nie jestem do tego przyzwyczajona. Do tego bylam bardzo zmeczona, bo poprzednia noc spalam z Robim i pozno poszlismy spac (bo zdrzemnelismy sie w ciagu dnia tak okolo 2-3 godzin). No i w rezultacie tego wszystkiego jestem zmeczona. A wczoraj przyszlam wczesnie do domu, ok. 22giej, z planem ze od razu ide do lozeczka. I poszlam, z tym ze jeszcze troszke poczytalam, a potem wlasnie nie moglam zasnac. Do tego pada. Jak wychodzialm z domu bylo calkiem milo. Moze slonce zbytnio nie swiecilo, ale dalo sie. Ale jak dotarlam na Andel, to zrobilo sie ciemno i pada i tak bardzo ponuro.&lt;br /&gt;Nic to, trzeba popracowac (chociaz teraz nie bardzo mam co robic, ale za chwile ide do lekarza, a jak wroce to cos tu na pewno bedzie).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-7464405277317240913?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/7464405277317240913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=7464405277317240913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7464405277317240913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7464405277317240913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/09/rano.html' title='Rano'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2275205921811154164</id><published>2007-09-14T16:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T16:45:37.922+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Zyd przed wojna</title><content type='html'>W zasadzie nie mam co robic, wiec czytam Wyborcza i musze przytoczyc fragment artykulu na temat Zydow wracajacych do Polski. Dziennikarz wypytuje sasiadki, czy Zydowka im przeszkadza. Jedna z tych pan odpowiada:&lt;br /&gt;"- To wam powiem: oni byli kiedyś poglądowo bardzo czerwoni, ten Izaak Halber i ona.&lt;br /&gt;- A to, że Żydzi?&lt;br /&gt;- Kogo to tam teraz obchodzi, kto był Żydem przed wojną?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2275205921811154164?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2275205921811154164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2275205921811154164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2275205921811154164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2275205921811154164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/09/zyd-przed-wojna.html' title='Zyd przed wojna'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-262328811198693369</id><published>2007-09-14T15:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T16:06:37.265+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodstock - fotki</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110053424352872146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqOg-XSRtI/AAAAAAAAABE/JkjxtpMFS44/s320/SA401432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqUt-XSR3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/AQD5ihTeMG0/s1600-h/SA401444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110060244760938354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqUt-XSR3I/AAAAAAAAACQ/AQD5ihTeMG0/s320/SA401444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqUcOXSR2I/AAAAAAAAACI/jDV2ndkgpqY/s1600-h/SA401438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110059939818260322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqUcOXSR2I/AAAAAAAAACI/jDV2ndkgpqY/s320/SA401438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqUG-XSR1I/AAAAAAAAACA/pyBquDhBQXM/s1600-h/SA401447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110059574746040146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqUG-XSR1I/AAAAAAAAACA/pyBquDhBQXM/s320/SA401447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqTneXSR0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/_C1sbnOIEN0/s1600-h/SA401449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110059033580160834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqTneXSR0I/AAAAAAAAAB4/_C1sbnOIEN0/s320/SA401449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqS_-XSRzI/AAAAAAAAABw/chOFT_OSnwc/s1600-h/SA401450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110058354975328050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqS_-XSRzI/AAAAAAAAABw/chOFT_OSnwc/s320/SA401450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqSk-XSRyI/AAAAAAAAABo/Byb-kLq6isc/s1600-h/SA401454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110057891118860066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqSk-XSRyI/AAAAAAAAABo/Byb-kLq6isc/s320/SA401454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqSPeXSRxI/AAAAAAAAABg/seKpX6Teb04/s1600-h/SA401456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110057521751672594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqSPeXSRxI/AAAAAAAAABg/seKpX6Teb04/s320/SA401456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqSE-XSRwI/AAAAAAAAABY/F3PBgD2k6Rs/s1600-h/SA401457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110057341363046146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqSE-XSRwI/AAAAAAAAABY/F3PBgD2k6Rs/s320/SA401457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqP3eXSRuI/AAAAAAAAABM/No3q0i57dTY/s1600-h/SA401459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110054910411556578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqP3eXSRuI/AAAAAAAAABM/No3q0i57dTY/s320/SA401459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-262328811198693369?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/262328811198693369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=262328811198693369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/262328811198693369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/262328811198693369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/09/woodstock-fotki.html' title='Woodstock - fotki'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqOg-XSRtI/AAAAAAAAABE/JkjxtpMFS44/s72-c/SA401432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6558272153635460096</id><published>2007-09-14T14:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T15:34:11.309+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wesele</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wiem, ze obiecalam napisac dluuugi post o wyjezdzie do Polski i weselu. No coz, jak to zazwyczaj bywa, mialam bardzo duzo pracy i sie nie wyrabialam. Teraz tez mam tylko chwilke, bo za 15 minut spotkanie. Przynajmniej pare zdjec Wam pokaze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110040951767844466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqDK-XSRnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lqBrMVCT9m8/s320/1.+przed+kosciolem.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Mloda para przed kosciolem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110041518703527554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqDr-XSRoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DBdJo44LskY/s320/27.+ale+calus!.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ach, ta milosc&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110042124293916306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqEPOXSRpI/AAAAAAAAAAk/-QWTfC1Yzy0/s320/51.+marta.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mart (tak mnie nazwala moja partnerka)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110042545200711330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqEnuXSRqI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_IIW7yioPL0/s320/60.+stol+cz.+1+(jedna+flaszka).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ja, Kamil (nowo odkryty kuzyn, bo juz z mlodszego pokolenia), Monika i Artur, Mloda, Tomek, czyli nasza szczesliwa rodzinka. Jak to dobrze, ze mam takia fajna rodzinke. Na centralnym miejscu, oczywiscie, wisniowka domowej roboty Matki Teresy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110042953222604466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqE_eXSRrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Qset2_qJ640/s320/40.+monika,+adas,+aga,+mloda+%26+kamil.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Monika, Mloda Para, Mloda i Kamil - czyz nie sa piekni? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110048867392571074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqKXuXSRsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/N20TVaFz73A/s320/55.+mlodaj+zimno.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A tutaj moja urocza partnerka z wesela. Niestety, zachowala sie nikczemnie i bawila sie z jakimis mezczyznami zostawiajac swojego Marta na pastwe losu (a dokladniej kuzynow i nalewek).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Zdjec jest bardzo duzo, nie bede sie wszystkimi dzielic. Jak widac, wszyscy bawilismy sie super. Najlepsze wesele w mim zyciu. Do tego mojego ulubionego kuzyna. Wiekszosc czasu spedzilam gadajac z rodzinka, ktorej dawno nie widzialam. Chociaz nie powiem, na parkiecie tez sie pojawialam. Pod koniec zaciagnelam Tatusia, ktory drugiego dnia bardzo narzekal, ze go tak zmeczylysmy (wszystkie jego 3 kobiety), ze chodzic nie moze. Moral z tego plynie taki, ze albo nalezy trenowac czesciej, albo nie plodzic dwoch takich corek :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Poza tematem wesela musze dodac, ze dom mnie zauroczyl. Widzialam, jak rodzice sa szczesliwi. W koncu im sie udalo. Na prawde zrobili kawal dobrej roboty wykanczajac ten dom. Bardzo mi sie podoba i czuje sie dobrze, jak w domu. Tylko jedna rzecz mi sie tam nie podoba: schody. Sa bardzo sliskie i nawyrazniej mnie nie lubia, bo jak w poniedzialek ze wszystkimi gratami schodzilam na dol, to jeden mi gdzies uciekl spod nog i spadlam na leb naszyje. Bolalo, nadal boli, musze sie z nimi policzyc nastepnym razem. Macie jakis pomysl jak sie odplacic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6558272153635460096?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6558272153635460096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6558272153635460096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6558272153635460096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6558272153635460096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/09/wesele.html' title='Wesele'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RuqDK-XSRnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/lqBrMVCT9m8/s72-c/1.+przed+kosciolem.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1096324204140542949</id><published>2007-09-11T13:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:36:14.158+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi back</title><content type='html'>I came back to Prague safely. The morning was quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; but now I'm falling asleep in front of my computer. I'm very tired after the ride (it took14 hours total). I'll post some more about the wedding and Poland tomorrow, when I will be alive again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1096324204140542949?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1096324204140542949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1096324204140542949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1096324204140542949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1096324204140542949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/09/hi-back.html' title='Hi back'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8646218470331334785</id><published>2007-09-04T17:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T17:32:15.659+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Slodka rozlaka - nie rozlaka</title><content type='html'>Tak sobie myslalam, ze chcialabym cos napisac, ale nie mam w zasadzie co. Kupilam bilet do Polski, wiec juz na pewno przyjezdzam. Ale tylko na weekend.... Z jednej strony chcialabym zostac dluzej, ale z drugiej nie chce mi sie. Mam tu sprawy do zalatwienia, problemy do rozwiazania.... zycie.&lt;br /&gt;Mieszkamy juz osobno, od niedzieli. Jest nawet fajnie. Tym bardziej, ze ja w tym nowym miejscu tylko spie jak na razie. Jest to o wiele lepsze rozwiazanie od poprzedniego miesiaca, gdy nie moglismy sie spotkac. Teraz wiem, ze gdy bede w zlym nastroju, moge do ukochanego zadzwonic i on przyjdzie i mnie ukolysze do snu :) A poza tym te randki to fajne sa :) Bo ja przeciez nigdy nie mialam takich zwyczajnych randek, kina i kolacji itp itd. Zawsze to jakos bylo bardziej skomplikowane. A teraz jest fajnie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8646218470331334785?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8646218470331334785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8646218470331334785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8646218470331334785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8646218470331334785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/09/slodka-rozlaka-nie-rozlaka.html' title='Slodka rozlaka - nie rozlaka'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6418055242263170937</id><published>2007-09-03T10:26:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T15:22:09.122+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The fall is comming</title><content type='html'>Oh well, the fall came to Prague. Today is the first autumn day: it's grey and rainy and cold.... life sucks today. I feel tired and kind of sad but without any reason. I'm also crazy cold - I didn't expect it to be so cold so I'm wearing my white summer pants, white T-shirt and sandals. Fortunately, I took a sweater. But it's still crazy cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for that, I moved yesterday. My new room is very nice, big and smacked in the middle of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vinohrady&lt;/span&gt;, which is extremely convenient for meeting people. Except that my life is centered around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Andel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Karlovo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Namesti&lt;/span&gt;. But it's still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. I met Ade yesterday for dinner and it was perfect: less than 5 minute walk. And it's also around 5 minutes walk to Prince. Yes, we did not break up. We're still together. But we are going to have a "romantic" moth with dates and stuff. And more time to think. Keep you fingers crossed that it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is very nice and quite big. There are 3 bedrooms, 2 kind of connected but kind of separate. I sleep in one of them. There is a kitchen with a couch and a balcony! The balcony is small but it doesn't matter - it's a balcony! There are 2 guys living there: Czech and American. They seem nice. We will see, I'm not planning to spend too much time there and have time to become friend but who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go back to work, but to be honest, I don't have anything to do. My team got smaller again: we're only 3 me, L. and T. So L. is also on the Internet and T. is working. It's good for him - he is normally the lazy and slow one. He should learn more responsibility :) So that I can chill out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is amazing! I'm going to Poland this weekend for the wedding. I'm going by bus to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Warszawa&lt;/span&gt;. This time I didn't want to be a burden so I told my dad that there is no need to come and pick me. I also spoke with Kris who promised to drive me home. So it's all set up. Even if something happens and Kris cannot come, there are tones of trains. I explained this to my dad. But he cannot believe me. Every other day he asks me if I am sure, if I will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, because he really can come to pick me up. It's very nice but I am a big girl and can handle 160km. And I really don't want him to come always - he would have to get up very early and it's quite tiring especially for him. So we will see how I will get home. The last time I planned to go by train, my bus had problems, it was a few hours delayed and my dad came to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Warszawa&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully this time everything will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6418055242263170937?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6418055242263170937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6418055242263170937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6418055242263170937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6418055242263170937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/09/fall-is-comming.html' title='The fall is comming'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2402306510644307586</id><published>2007-08-30T17:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T17:11:27.695+02:00</updated><title type='text'>c.d.n.</title><content type='html'>Jest dobrze. Nie, jest lepiej. Jeszcze dlugo nie bedzie dobrze. Ale trzeba zaplacic cene i poniesc konsekwencje.&lt;br /&gt;Znowu mam nadzieje.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2402306510644307586?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2402306510644307586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2402306510644307586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2402306510644307586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2402306510644307586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/cdn.html' title='c.d.n.'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8795169244640931771</id><published>2007-08-27T14:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:10:21.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday's update</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;initiated&lt;/span&gt; such a nice discussion after my last post :) I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apologize&lt;/span&gt; for my Czech, I hope you'll understand.&lt;br /&gt;Rob is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; back this afternoon. I'm looking forward as much as I am afraid. Keep your fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was quite nice. On Friday we were going to go to a movie party but at the end we (me and Ade) just stayed in his local and talked. It was very nice, he is a very intelligent guy.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday David organized a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tournament&lt;/span&gt; in ...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt; how it is called :))) Table football maybe (football = soccer). It was a lot of fun. He has a garden so we were outside, grilled some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;delicacies&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mniam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mniam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And Sunday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt; to the last one: I stayed at home, cleaned it all again. Now it's ready for Rob. It's shinning! I cooked something nice for dinner, then I realized he does not like cooked veggies. Oh well, I love it. I can eat it all (it would take me at least a week but I would).&lt;br /&gt;Now, it's just waiting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8795169244640931771?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8795169244640931771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8795169244640931771' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8795169244640931771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8795169244640931771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/mondays-update.html' title='Monday&apos;s update'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-9115331022785242763</id><published>2007-08-24T14:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T15:38:02.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wazne rozmowy, wazniejsze decyzje</title><content type='html'>Short summary in English: I am much better :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nie moge sie zdecydowac, w ktorym jezyku to napisac... Ostatnio najwiecej jednak mowie po czesku, ale moje pisanie jest bardzo slabe. Mimo to, ze piszemy sobie z Lida maile w pracy. Tutaj jeszcze duzo wysilku i nauki potrzeba, a biorac pod uwage, ze sie nie ucze aktywnie, nie ma o czym mowic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humor i nastroj poprawil mi sie o 100%. Po pierwsze ciekawie spedzialam tydzien. We wtorek poszlam na koncert irlandzkiej muzyki z Amerykanka, a ona przyprowadzila Irlandczyka. Aczkolwiek stojac w kolejce po piwo zdarzylo mi sie cos niespodziewanego - spotkalam znajomego! Alesa, bylego chlopaka Lidy, a mojego bylego wspollokatora. A znajac nasza podobna milosc do rumu, szybko skonczylo sie na znalezieniu wspolnego stolu. Co mnie rowniez zaskoczylo to to, ze Ales nie byl z kumplami, ale z dziewczyna. Zreszta bardzo mila. Takze wtorek spedzilam po czesko-irlandzku, pijac rum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na srode nic nie planowala, bo szczerze mowiac te rumy mnie zmeczyly, ale Adrian napisal, ze idzie sie na kolacje. No wiec sie przylaczylam. Skonczylo sie na tym, ze bylismy tylko we dwojke, ale bylo SUPER! Juz bardzo dawno z nikim nie mialam tak ciekawej dyskusji na wszystkie mozliwe tematy: zaczelo sie o glupich typu ubiegly weekend i co u kogo slychac, przeszlo na polityke i religie, imigracje i ogolnie problemy wspolczesnych spoleczenstw, Ameryke i Anglie i Prage.... skonczylo sie na tym, ze mi opowiedzial czesc swojego zycia, ktore bylo wyjatkowe. Bardzo wyjatkowe. Natchnelo mnie to nowymi myslami na temat tego, co robie ze swoim zyciem, a co bym chciala z nim robic. Niesamowity czlowiek, ten Adrian. Jestem nadal pod wielkim wrazeniem. (Malutka uwaga: on ma czterdziesci pare lat, takze mial czas aby duzo przezyc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wczoraj bylam juz pewna, ze po pracy pojde jak grzeczna dziewczynka do domu, bo w pracy usypialam strasznie. Nie mialam kaca, ale po prost bylam bardzo zmeczona. Az tu okolo piatej po poludniu Lida dzwoni, czy bysmy nie wyskoczyly na piwko. A ze ja Lide kocham niesamowicie, nie moglam sie nie zgodzic. Do tego zaproponowala, ze tym razem pojedziemy do niej i u niej sie przespie. Nie moglam stracic tej okazji. Siadlysmy sobie w bardzo przyjemnej knajpce, w ogrodku "U kasztanu" i tak sobie dobrze porozmawialysmy. Oczywiscie nadrzednym tematem byli mezczyzni, ale w bardziej ogolnym kontakscie. Juz dawno razem tego nie analizowalysmy, bo zawsze szedl z nami pan j. A nim sie nie da bo rowniez on jest naszym tematem. W kazdym razie jak to mowia Czesi, "probralysmy" facetow, po czym zaczelysmy analizowac nasze wybory zyciowe i drogi jakie wybieralysmy. Drogi, ktore bardzo czesto byly bardzo rozna od typowych, utartych i wybieranych przez wiekszosc. Dla przykladu Lida nigdy nie byla w powaznym, dlugim zwiazku i niekoniecznie dlatego, ze nie miala okazji, ale dlatego ze zawsze uciekala. Jej edukacja tez byla bardzo skomplikowana (szczerze mowiac, nie pamietam do konca, jak to szlo). A ja - to wiecie wszyscy, wyjechalam na studia z miasta, do ktorego sie przyjezdza na studia, mialam tylko powazne zwiazki i to bez przerwy, golilam glowe na lyso (albo prawie)... itp itd nie chce teraz tym sie zajmowac. W kazdym razie doszlysmy do tego, co kazda z nas na tym etapie w zyciu potrzebuje dla siebie osiagnac: ja potrzebuje byc sama i znalezc w tym szczescie (bo jak sie nie jest szczesliwym samemu ze soba, to nie mozna byc z drugim czlowiekiem), oraz robic cos poza praca, cos co bedzie mialo sens i bedzie zgodne z moimi idealami (bo teraz pracuje w takiej globalistycznej firmie, z jakimi w pewnym stopniu walczylam, chociaz nie aktywnie; weszlam w wyscig szczurow, mimo ze staram sie trzymac z boku; tutaj jest tylko wielki biznas i pieniadze, pieniadze, pieniadze... dokladnie tego nigdy nie chcialam). Lida potrzebuje znalezc czlowieka, z ktorym bedzie szczesliwa na tyle, ze nie ucieknie; potrzeuje powaznego zwiazku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bardzo mnie podniosly na duchu te dwa ostatnie wieczory i te rozmowy. Mam sile na przyszly tydzien, gdzy Rob wroci i bedziemy musieli przejsc bardzo trudne rozmowy. Mam nadzieje, ze w jakis sposob uda nam sie ....... skonczyc ten zwiazek bez niepotrzebnego bolu. (Wiem, ze bezbolesne to nie bedzie. Bedzie to bolalo bardzo i dlugo.... Ale wiem, ze musze to zrobic, mimo ze go bardzo kocham.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-9115331022785242763?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/9115331022785242763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=9115331022785242763' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9115331022785242763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9115331022785242763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/wazne-rozmowy-wazniejsze-decyzje.html' title='Wazne rozmowy, wazniejsze decyzje'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6921421827407406545</id><published>2007-08-23T15:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T14:54:51.731+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Krotko</title><content type='html'>Chcialam napisac dzisiaj cos pozytywnego, bo podobno wszyscy sie o mnie martwia (Lida mi nawet napisala, ze sie sie boi, ze popelnie samobojstwo)...... Musze isc, Lida juz na mnie czeka.&lt;br /&gt;Jest ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6921421827407406545?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6921421827407406545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6921421827407406545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6921421827407406545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6921421827407406545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/krotko.html' title='Krotko'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2370629895559168324</id><published>2007-08-20T15:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T15:20:04.812+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Loneliness as a redemtion</title><content type='html'>The weekend was awful. For the first time I wanted it to be over to go to work and talk to people. It's not much better today but at least I'm not alone in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, I haven't spend the whole weekend alone in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt; but it was still very hard.&lt;br /&gt;I joined Ade and some other people on Friday, we had a few drinks at Noel's and then we went to a party by the river, in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zlute&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lazne&lt;/span&gt;. It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. It was nice with the river right there, we were sitting on the pier chatting. I came back home quite late so Saturday was a lazy day. I went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Vysehrad&lt;/span&gt;, where I met a friend of a friend. It was nice. I needed to talk to someone. But that was short and I was too tired to join Ade &amp; co. for a boat party that they planned. And yesterday was another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt; day. I went to church and cleaned the kitchen (finally!) but I was done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;around&lt;/span&gt; 4pm. And I had nothing else to do. I didn't want to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Vysehrad&lt;/span&gt; again. It was too hot for skating and too cold for swimming. I wasn't in a mood for any movie either. It was a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Fortunately&lt;/span&gt; today is a new day. Not that it's much better. I'm still depressed. People are going to karaoke but I don't like it and I'm not in a mood for a big party. But Lida and Andrea are in town so maybe I'll go out somewhere. I don't know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;myself&lt;/span&gt; what I want. (That's not new, should get used to it.)&lt;br /&gt;I need to find me some new friends, see some new faces. But when you're not a student any more, it seems extremely difficult.&lt;br /&gt;I'm such an idiot! I need a brain surgery. Or better heart surgery!&lt;br /&gt;This should a good time, a redemption time! But I'm not able to make use of it without someone to share this time with. Which makes no sense because I was supposed to be alone and enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2370629895559168324?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2370629895559168324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2370629895559168324' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2370629895559168324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2370629895559168324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/loneliness-as-redemtion.html' title='Loneliness as a redemtion'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5658454048496420878</id><published>2007-08-17T15:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T15:51:38.049+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Marzenia</title><content type='html'>To jeszcze jeden tekst ktory uwielbiam. Niestety, przegapilismy ich na Woodstocku, ale to nic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bywa że nie jestem szczery&lt;br /&gt;Czasem zwyczajnie kłamię&lt;br /&gt;Jestem próżny pazerny&lt;br /&gt;Dbam tylko o swoje cztery litery&lt;br /&gt;Bywam małostkowy&lt;br /&gt;Cyniczny i bezduszny&lt;br /&gt;Osądzam bez litości&lt;br /&gt;Bez serca i miłości&lt;br /&gt;Miewam nieczyste intencje&lt;br /&gt;Łamię własne zasady&lt;br /&gt;Jestem niekonsekwentny&lt;br /&gt;Drażliwy i nieznośny&lt;br /&gt;Nie potrafię słuchać&lt;br /&gt;A sam bez przerwy gadamJ&lt;br /&gt;ak bym istniał tylko ja&lt;br /&gt;A światem rządził szatan&lt;br /&gt;Chciałbym być zawsze niewinny i prawdziwy&lt;br /&gt;Chciałbym być zawsze pełen wiary i nadziei&lt;br /&gt;Tak jak Bolek i Lolek&lt;br /&gt;Tytus, Romek i Atomek&lt;br /&gt;Dzieci z Bullerbyn&lt;br /&gt;Tomek na tropach yeti&lt;br /&gt;Tak jak król Maciuś pierwszy&lt;br /&gt;Asterix i Obelix&lt;br /&gt;Jak załoga G&lt;br /&gt;MacGyver i Pipi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5658454048496420878?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5658454048496420878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5658454048496420878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5658454048496420878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5658454048496420878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/marzenia.html' title='Marzenia'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1085897084080881167</id><published>2007-08-17T12:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T12:56:10.477+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kocham sie</title><content type='html'>Moj obecny stan umyslowo-emocjonalny nie jest najlepszy. Ale wiem, do czego daze:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikt tego nie wie, jak ja kocham siebie&lt;br /&gt;O sobie tylko śnie!&lt;br /&gt;Nieważne dziewczyny, nieważne przyczyny&lt;br /&gt;Ja po prostu kocham się&lt;br /&gt;Na nikogo nie czekam, tylko sobie przyrzekam&lt;br /&gt;Z sobą tylko być&lt;br /&gt;Nigdy się nie pokłócę, nigdy się nie porzucę&lt;br /&gt;Nie rozdzieli mnie nic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nigdy z sobą się nie kłócę, nigdy siebie nie porzucę&lt;br /&gt;Całe noce, całe dnie, ja po prostu kocham się&lt;br /&gt;Całe noce, całe dnie, ja po prostu, ja po prostu kocham się&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Każda dziewczyna ma swego chłopaka, a ja tylko siebie&lt;br /&gt;I najlepiej się mam, sam ze sobą na sam&lt;br /&gt;Ze sobą sam na sam&lt;br /&gt;Swoje włosy uczesze, jeszcze raz się pocieszę&lt;br /&gt;Całusa sobie dam!&lt;br /&gt;Nie rozdzieli mnie nic&lt;br /&gt;Tylko z sobą chce być, bo ja tylko siebie mam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wszyscy udają, że kogoś szukają, znajdują tylko łzy&lt;br /&gt;Jakis czas się kochają, potem się porzucają&lt;br /&gt;Nie umią sami być&lt;br /&gt;A ja jestem sam i dobrze sie mam&lt;br /&gt;O sobie tylko śnie!&lt;br /&gt;Nieważne dziewczyny, nieważne przyczyny&lt;br /&gt;Ja prostu kocham się&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moze kiedys sie uda. W kazdym razie najwyzszy czas sprobowac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1085897084080881167?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1085897084080881167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1085897084080881167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1085897084080881167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1085897084080881167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/kocham-sie.html' title='Kocham sie'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-3440532074267338906</id><published>2007-08-15T14:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T14:20:10.337+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another depressing day</title><content type='html'>I thought that I should write something but really I don't have anything to write about. After the weekend with Lida, I'm spending evenings watching movies and just chilling at home. I cleaned some yesterday, it was a diseaster area already. Now, the bedroom is nice and clean. I still have to take care of the kitchen but I'll leave it for the weekend. It will take a lot of time. I want to do a big, very detailed cleaning, so I need at least one day for the kitchen. At least I don't have any dirty dishes in the sink (oh, I'm sure you who know me better know how big suprise it is). The reaso: I don't eat at home :)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tonight I'll go out with Andrea. If she'll come back from Plzeň. I dont want to spend another evening alone in the appartment. IT's depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-3440532074267338906?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/3440532074267338906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=3440532074267338906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3440532074267338906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3440532074267338906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-depressing-day.html' title='Another depressing day'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-978234379498348771</id><published>2007-08-10T21:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T22:02:45.280+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sokoleč, les, kočka, pes...</title><content type='html'>Tak teď jsme u Lidušky doma. Liduška upekla vynikající houstičky. Víno je také vynikající. Trošku jsme se už opily. Zítra očekávám výbornou zábavu. Takže Liduška mi připravila užasný víkend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teď Vám něco napíše Liduška:&lt;br /&gt;Hoj! Očekávání je pěkná sviňa! Ale bohužel, jsme v tom všichni až po uši. Někdy je to bohudík docela fajn. Jak již jsem předeslala, mám ráda hosty v domě, i když ten dům není tak úplně můj. Martu strašně pobavilo, když se mě brácha zeptal, jestli dojdu zavřít slepice. Nešla jsem je zavřít. Zítra se ocitneme nedaleko slavného slavníkovského hradiště, kam dovezu všechny zájemce vozem. Alespoň si odpočinu od vína, piva a panáků. Už se musím šetřit, Martičce je přeci jen 25, je v rozpuku. Ale mně už zbývají jen pomakované houstičky. A je to dobře. Vivat všichni upřímní lidé, kteří si nepletou upřímnost se zvracením způsobeným momentální nevolností. Jsem asi taky trochu opilá. Na lásku a na přátelství, Martičko. Jsem zvědavá, jak na tom budou v pondělí Tvoje očekávání...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-978234379498348771?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/978234379498348771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=978234379498348771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/978234379498348771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/978234379498348771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/sokole-les-koka-pes.html' title='Sokoleč, les, kočka, pes...'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6417715093722604352</id><published>2007-08-09T10:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T10:32:57.858+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nahoda - nehoda</title><content type='html'>Wczoraj byl piekny dzien. Nie byl wody w calym budynku, wiec puscili nas do domu w poludnie (podobno jest na to prawo w Czechach). Pogoda byla sliczna, takze chcielismy jechac nad wode, ale kierowca zawiodl, wiec wyladowalismy na Vysehrade. Dotarlismy tam ok 3ciej, bo jeszcze wstepowalismy do domow, zeby sie przebrac. A do domu wrocilam ok 2 w nocy :) Zaczelismy tylko z j., potem przyszedl niedoszly kierowa z dziewczyna (kierowca to tez kumpel z pracy), a potem dolaczyla Lida i kumpel j. Andree chcielismy namowic, ale byla "lina" (po czesku to znaczy cos podobnego do leniwa, ale bardziej chodzi o to, ze jej sie nigdy nic nie chce a jak juz sie spotkamy to ja musze jezdzic tam, gdzie jej najbardziej odpowiada, bo dalej niz 3 przystanki od domu nie pojdzie). Ogolnie popoludnie bylo cudowne. I nie bylam sama w domu, bo Lida u mnie spala. Mimo to, ze juz mieszka w Pradze :) Fajnie bylo....&lt;br /&gt;Dzisiaj juz jest woda w biurze i trzeba pracowac :( na szczescie za chwilke weekend. Chyba jade do Lidy na wioske. Zobaczymy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6417715093722604352?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6417715093722604352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6417715093722604352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6417715093722604352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6417715093722604352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/nahoda-nehoda.html' title='Nahoda - nehoda'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6567266552353085789</id><published>2007-08-06T17:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T17:38:08.316+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Przyjaźń, Miłość i Muzyka</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RrdABk8iYLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N0xhf9oQOVk/s1600-h/1186275502_wood2_050807_0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095611899234640050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RrdABk8iYLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N0xhf9oQOVk/s320/1186275502_wood2_050807_0431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bylo super! Kto nie byl na Woodstocku nie wyobraza sobie takiego luzu, swobody i wolnosci. Na innych koncertacch czy festiwalach moze panowac fajny klimat, ale takiej atmosfery jeszcze niegdzie i nigdy nie spotkalam. Wszyscy do siebie tak dobrze nastawieni, szczesliwi ze sa w tym miejscu. Zero narkotykow (na prawde, nawet nie widzialam nikogo palacego trawe), malo pijanych jak na taka impreze. Wyjatkowy weekend. Wyjatkowy rowniez pod tym wzgledem, ze sie przez 3 dni nie kapalismy bo nie bylo gdzie. Podobno gdzies tam byly prysznice, ale my bylismy twardzi. Na szczescie w powrotnym autobusie byla klima, bo inaczej wyploszylabym polowe ludzi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na zdjecia musicie troszke poczekac, az Mloda mi je wysle. Zwazywszy, ze nie maja jeszcze internetu, moze to nastapic dopiero we wrzesniu, gdy ich odwiedze. Poki co, obejrzyjcie &lt;a href="http://www.wosp.org.pl/przystanek/2007/"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Musze konczyc, bo juz najwyzszy czas isc do domu. Jeszcze nie odespalam tej eskapady, a musze wstapic po zakupy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na marginesie, Jurek cos wspominal ze to ostatni przystanek; dobrze ze sie zalapalismy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6567266552353085789?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6567266552353085789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6567266552353085789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6567266552353085789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6567266552353085789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/przyja-mio-i-muzyka.html' title='Przyjaźń, Miłość i Muzyka'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vjGcxidtwEo/RrdABk8iYLI/AAAAAAAAAAM/N0xhf9oQOVk/s72-c/1186275502_wood2_050807_0431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1806906876388773163</id><published>2007-08-01T16:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T16:57:48.501+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodstock!</title><content type='html'>Jade! Juz jutro! Nie moge sie doczekac! Troche sie boje, ale tylko troszke. Bedziemy sie super bawic!&lt;br /&gt;Jak wroce, zdam dokladna relacje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wczoraj bardzo zasmucila mnie wiadomosc, ze Niedzwiedz odchodzi z Trojki. To moj ulubiony prezenter, ukasztaltowal moj gust muzyczny w duzym stopniu. Poza tym on nadawal ton Trojce, byl wyznacznikiem jej poziomu razem z Kaczkowskim. A teraz odchodzi.... Gdy o tym mowil, glos mu sie lamal :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1806906876388773163?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1806906876388773163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1806906876388773163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1806906876388773163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1806906876388773163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/08/woodstock.html' title='Woodstock!'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1195564528796367251</id><published>2007-07-26T13:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T13:47:29.495+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Siedem obciachów architektury</title><content type='html'>I'm quite busy this week but I have to post this. I found a few minutes today to have a look at the paper I like, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wyborcza&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, it's Polish and it is in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Polish&lt;/span&gt;. So I don't really know why I'm writing in English; it just feels like it. So there is an article "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Siedem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;obciachow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;architektury&lt;/span&gt;" (Seven shames of architecture) with &lt;a href="http://www.gazetawyborcza.pl/51,75480,4329943.html?i=6"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; picture. My old church. It is really terrible building. And inside it's not better. It's really hard to pray in this building!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1195564528796367251?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1195564528796367251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1195564528796367251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1195564528796367251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1195564528796367251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/siedem-obciachw-architektury.html' title='Siedem obciachów architektury'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-9038679050681437328</id><published>2007-07-20T16:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T16:49:17.539+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Juz piatek!</title><content type='html'>Do dupy ten dzien byl. Strasznie duzo ludzi mnie wkurzylo. Ale to nic, to tylko praca.&lt;br /&gt;Najgorsze, ze slucham Trojeczki, a tam graja z Jarocina i tak mi smutno, ze mnie tam nie ma. Dzisiaj gra Hey. Wlasnie leci Teksanski... klasyka. Dawne czasy sie przypominaja. Nostalgia i tesknota. Wczesniej byl koncet Dzemu. Nie to, co kiedys, z innym wokalista, ale coz, lepsze to niz nic. Wlasnie powtarzaja... Ale bym teraz chciala byc w Jarocinie. Sprobuje w przyszlym roku. Musze tylko sobie uswiadomic troszke wczesniej niz dzien przed poczatkiem, zebym mogla zorganizowac transport. Tym bardziej, ze nie wiem, gdzie za rok bede mieszkac.&lt;br /&gt;Z jednej strony zebralabym sie do domu, ale z drugiej tu mi gra Trojeczka, a tam nie. Z drugiej tam jest Ksieciunio. Juz jest lepiej o niebo lepiej. Mimo tego, ze oboje mielismy stresujacy tydzien. Ja tylko dzisiaj musze sie jakos trzymac, zeby nie wybuchnac. Poszlabym na basen, ale nie mam rzeczy ze soba, a wracac sie do domu i dopiero na basen to bez sensu. Jutro sie wybieram, o ile bedzie pogoda. Wracajac do tematu, w domu spokojniej. I nawet dostalam kwiatuszki przed wczoraj. Chyba czekamy, az Ksieciunio wyjedzie. A moze nie. Ja juz mysle, ze sie bede czuc samotna. Z drugiej strony nie bedzie mi sie spieszylo do domu, wiec bede chodzic na basen. Po drugie, w zwiazku z tym, ze nie bedziemy jesc razem (co trudno byloby zorganizowac w zwiazku z tym, ze bedziemy przebywac na innych kontynentach), nie bede gotowac, i moge spokojnie zaczac jakas diete. Jasne, tak sie ludze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-9038679050681437328?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/9038679050681437328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=9038679050681437328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9038679050681437328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9038679050681437328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/juz-piatek.html' title='Juz piatek!'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-834896610946238586</id><published>2007-07-19T17:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T17:51:35.239+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jarocin</title><content type='html'>Dzisiaj rano wpadlam na pomysl, zeby posluchac mojej ulubionej Trojeczki on-line. Nawet bez problemu sie tam dostalam i gra mi milutko caly dzien. Aczkolwiek jest jeden problem - uslyszalam, ze Jarocin bedzie, wyszukalam stronke, weszlam no i sie troszke zasmucialam, bo zaczyna sie jutro. Ale co tam, graja super zespoly, moze sie uda pojechac. No i ze 3 godziny szukalam polaczenia, zeby sie dostac do Jarocina na festiwal i potem wrocic do pracy w poniedzialek rano. Niestety, dojechac by mi sie udalo, ale juz z powrotem bylby problem. A juz sie umowilam z Mloda i wszysko. Fajnie by bylo.... Ale nie moge sobie podarowac 2 dni pracy, zwlaszcza proszac o urlop pol dnia wczesniej. Do tego nie bardzo z kasa.&lt;br /&gt;Na szczescie Jarocin nie jest jedynym festiwalem w PL, chociaz najbardziej kultowym i na prawde zespoly super graja (HEY, Armia, Dezerter, Myslovitz, Trebunie Tutki, itp itd... zobaczcie sobie sami &lt;a href="http://www.jarocinfestiwal.pl/?str=Kapele"&gt;tutaj&lt;/a&gt;). Ale skoro nie da rady, to nie da rady. Tak wiec sprobujemy sie z Mloda wybrac na &lt;a href="http://www.wosp.org.pl/przystanek/"&gt;Przystanek Woodstock&lt;/a&gt;. Wiekszosci zespolow nie znam, ale to sie nie liczy. Liczy sie atmosfera. Tylko bede musiala Mloda poprosic, zeby moje glany zabrala, bo bez tego sie nie obejdzie.  Wydaje mi sie, ze atmosfera moze byc fajniejsza, bardziej wyluzowana. Chociaz nadal nie wiem, jak tam dotre, ale cos wykombinuje. Trzymajcie kciuki.&lt;br /&gt;A teraz na Tara-Fuki!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-834896610946238586?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/834896610946238586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=834896610946238586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/834896610946238586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/834896610946238586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/jarocin.html' title='Jarocin'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-4881982887600781999</id><published>2007-07-19T10:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T12:32:15.114+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality better than plans</title><content type='html'>The plan did not quite work yesterday. I got home before 6, I had bought something delicious (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;raspberries&lt;/span&gt; to make smoothie) but Prince was still there so I couldn't just chill out. I did the dishes. I didn't clean all the clothes. I watched most of the movie (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jasminum&lt;/span&gt;), but Prince came back before it was finished. But we had a very nice dinner, I think: chicken with mint, potatoes and tomatoes. And then smoothie as a desert. And some wine. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Miam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mniam&lt;/span&gt;. Even if the plan didn't quite work, it was a very nice evening.&lt;br /&gt;And today I'm going to see Tara &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Fuki&lt;/span&gt; with Lida, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jirka&lt;/span&gt;, maybe Ade and Prince. It will be fun. Especially that they are playing on the island - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Strelecky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ostrov&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-4881982887600781999?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/4881982887600781999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=4881982887600781999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4881982887600781999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/4881982887600781999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/realisy-better-than-plans.html' title='Reality better than plans'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8760944791400018457</id><published>2007-07-18T17:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T17:17:10.955+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening plans</title><content type='html'>It's kind of a boring day. Nothing happened. I was thinking about going to see a movie (either Inland Empire by David Lynch or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;czech&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vratné&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lahve&lt;/span&gt;) but I changed my mind. Our apartment is a total mess, we haven't had the time to do the dishes for at least 3 days so it's a disaster area. Also, yesterday we went to a concert (after I went to the swimming pool with Lida) and tomorrow I'm also going out, maybe I will convince Prince to go with me. So the only day to clean and just enjoy a calm evening at home is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan is:&lt;br /&gt;1. go shopping on the way home and get something delicious&lt;br /&gt;2. get home early, before 6 if possible&lt;br /&gt;3. do the dishes as quickly as possible&lt;br /&gt;3. clean all the clothes and other crap lying everywhere&lt;br /&gt;4. cook something delicious&lt;br /&gt;5. watch a good, optimistic movie, probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jasminum&lt;/span&gt;, with dinner and the delicious thing bought earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll let you know if it worked. It's after 5 already, so I have to get going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8760944791400018457?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8760944791400018457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8760944791400018457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8760944791400018457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8760944791400018457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/evening-plans.html' title='Evening plans'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-2046068586384833101</id><published>2007-07-17T14:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T14:13:36.554+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Neuveritelne</title><content type='html'>Opět byli vyhlašováni vítězové každoroční Ceny Stelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cena je pojmenována podle 81ti leté Stelly Liebeck, která se kdysi polila kávou a úspěšně za to nechala odsoudit McDonalda. Tento případ inspiroval  ke každoročnímu vyhodnocení nejkurioznějších a nejúspěšnějších soudních případů v USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bohužel se do loňského hodnocení nedostala současná kampaň teenagerů, kteří nyní houfně žalují McDonaldy, že po jídle u nich ztloustli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~*~ *~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;5. místo (dělené)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kathleen Robertsonová z Austinu, Texas, vysoudila $780,000 za zlomený kotník v nábytkářském obchodě, kde zakopla „…o pobíhajícího spratka“.&lt;br /&gt;Majitelé obchodu byli rozsudkem dosti překvapeni, protože ten předmětný spratek byl syn paní Robertsonové.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~*~ *~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;5. místo (dělené)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19ti letý Carl Truman z Los Angeles, Kalifornie, získal $74,000 + léčebné výlohy, když mu jeho soused přejel ruku vozidlem Honda Accord.&lt;br /&gt;Pan Truman si zřejmě nevšiml, že někdo sedí za volantem právě toho vozu, ze kterého kradl poklice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~*~ *~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;5. místo (dělené)&lt;br /&gt;Terrence Dickson z Bristolu, Pennsylvanie, opouštěl přes garáž dům, který právě vykradl. Nepodařilo se mu ale otevřít dveře garáže, protože vypovědělo automatické otevírání. Zpátky do domu se taky vrátit nemohl, protože si zaklapl spojovací dveře z garáže do bytu.&lt;br /&gt;Majitelé domu byli na dovolené a tak zůstal p. Dickson uvězněn v garáži 8 dní a přežil jen díky zásobě Pepsi a velkému pytli psích granulí.&lt;br /&gt;Od vlastníka domu pak vysoudil náhradu za duševní újmu ve výši $500,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;4. místo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry Williams  z Little Rocku, Arkansas, získal $14,500 + úhradu nákladů léčení, když byl napaden sousedovým psem beaglem.&lt;br /&gt;Pes byl na řetězu a za plotem – tedy na dvorku svého pána.&lt;br /&gt;Vysouzená náhrada byla poměrně nízká, protože porotě přece jen připadal ten pes poněkud vyprovokován, vzhledem k tomu, že p. Williams lezl přes plot na onen sousedův dvorek a po psovi opakovaně pálil ze vzduchovky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;3. místo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filadelfská restaurace musela zaplatit panu Amberu Carsonovi z Lancasteru, Pennsylvania, náhradu ve výši  $113,500 poté, co v podniku uklouzl na rozlité limonádě a zlomil si kostrč.&lt;br /&gt;Limonáda se na podlahu dostala několik vteřin před popsaným incidentem, kdy ji p. Carson chrstl do obličete svému příteli během poněkud ostřejší výměny názorů.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ *~*~*~ 2. místo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kara Waltonová z Claymontu, Dealaware, vysoudila na nočním klubu v sousedním městě náhradu za to, že při vylézání z okna záchodu spadla na zem a vyrazila si dva přední zuby.&lt;br /&gt;Stalo se tak proto, že pí. Waltonová se pokušela utéct ze záchodu bez zaplacení poplatku $3.50. Získala náhradu $12,000 + náklady na zubaře.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ~*~ *~*~*~1. místo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vítězem letošní soutěže byl p. Merv Grazinski z Oklahomy. Ten si koupil zcela nový obytný vůz Winnebago.  Při cestě domů z fotbalového zápasu vjel na dálnici, nastavil automat na 130 km/hod, přelezl ze sedadla řidiče do obytné části a vařil si kávu.&lt;br /&gt;Nebylo pak divu, že vůz opustil dálnici, havaroval a převrátil se. P. Grazinski se tudíž soudil s výrobcem, že v návodu k obsluze vozidla nebylo výslovně uvedeno, že toto se nesmí.Porota mu přiřkla náhradu $1,750,000 plus zcela nový Winnebago Motor Home.&lt;br /&gt;Výrobce pak skutečně v tomto smyslu upravil návod k ovládání vozidla pro případ, že by se na světě vyskytl ještě další úplný blbec a naneštěstí si opět koupil jejich vůz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To je opravdu možné jen v Americe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that it's only in Czech but it's too long to translate during such a hot day. As I mentioned before, we should all learn new languages :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-2046068586384833101?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/2046068586384833101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=2046068586384833101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2046068586384833101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/2046068586384833101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/neuveritelne.html' title='Neuveritelne'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-3409009590018268404</id><published>2007-07-17T14:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T14:06:04.397+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Praski piekarnik</title><content type='html'>I guess you already realized I'm not so busy at work any more as I used to be: I have time to post on my blog every day. That's truth, but it has also negative aspects: we don't have enough work for the team and I need to get rid of some people. I have to decide who and how and when. Difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying today - it's crazy hot and I went for lunch. It was a big mistake. I should have eaten fruits or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt; as I planned. I'd feel better. On the other hand I'm going to the swimming pool today with Lida, so I thought that I should eat something normal to have energy to swim. But now I have even less energy than I would without lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue dying for the next 2 hours. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; leaving early today to meet Lida. And I don't really care. It's too hot to stay here especially without work to make me busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-3409009590018268404?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/3409009590018268404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=3409009590018268404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3409009590018268404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3409009590018268404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/praski-piekarnik.html' title='Praski piekarnik'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-52996791630035637</id><published>2007-07-16T17:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T17:28:39.604+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics</title><content type='html'>I posted a lot of pictures (from Scotland, Karlovy Vary, Kutna Hora itp): &lt;a href="http://strawberryfields.buzznet.com/user/photos/recent/"&gt;http://strawberryfields.buzznet.com/user/photos/recent/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-52996791630035637?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/52996791630035637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=52996791630035637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/52996791630035637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/52996791630035637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/pics.html' title='Pics'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-9140216140030850299</id><published>2007-07-16T09:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T10:09:53.556+02:00</updated><title type='text'>There is hope</title><content type='html'>This time in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a very bad day for our relationship. I got up in a bad mood and the it screwed up everything because Saturday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. Normal. And now normal is good. But yesterday was not normal. We were together but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;separately&lt;/span&gt;. I couldn't feel anything between us, it was like two random people in the same room. It was extremely hard.&lt;br /&gt;In the evening my aunt called me and told me to go for a walk. So I went and it was good. I walked for over 2 hours ad thought a lot. I realized that I am behaving very stupid, not like an adult. That I'm running away from the problems. I do not control my very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;changeable&lt;/span&gt; moods. That I should finally decide what I want. And decide for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back from the walk, it was much better, because we talked honestly. Prince agreed that it may be good for us to take some kind of a break and we had an idea that he could go to the US for some time. Especially that he is going for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wedding&lt;/span&gt; in August, he could prolong it. He hasn't discussed it with his parents so far, so it's nothing sure but we think it's a good idea. We would have time to think about our relationship without being together (it's very difficult now, because we live together).&lt;br /&gt;We hope that a short time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;separately&lt;/span&gt; will make us realize if we really want to be with each other. And if we both decide that yes, we want to spend the rest of our lives together, we can work on the problems. Otherwise, it makes no &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sense&lt;/span&gt; to put an effort but without commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, enough of this. We will solve it. And we will be happy - together or separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing: Czech Rep was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt; moved to Africa... it's crazy hot. Today it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt; to be 39 degrees! Crazy! I cannot function &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; in those conditions, it's terrible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-9140216140030850299?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/9140216140030850299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=9140216140030850299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9140216140030850299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/9140216140030850299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/there-is-hope.html' title='There is hope'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-326708561285871724</id><published>2007-07-14T12:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T12:37:43.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piekny dzien...w praacy</title><content type='html'>Dzisiaj jest slicznie: sloneczko swieci, ptaszki spiewaja :) Tylko troszke za goraco jak dla mnie w miescie, ale cos... I drugi problem to ten, ze jestem w pracy. Wszystko przez te roznice czasowe.... Ale nic to, juz skonczylam i ide do domu. A wlasciwie anjpierw do Tesco. Tak slicznie jest ze poszlabym na basen, ale tam sa na pewno tlumy. Moze jutro rano sprobuje tak ok 9.... Bo biegac to sie nie w takiej temperaturze, czlowiek by sie roztopil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mam nadzieje, ze u Was wszystkich tez swieci sloneczko i robicie z tego lepszy uzytek niz ja.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-326708561285871724?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/326708561285871724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=326708561285871724' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/326708561285871724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/326708561285871724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/piekny-dzienw-praacy.html' title='Piekny dzien...w praacy'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-3344121658441955439</id><published>2007-07-13T11:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T17:50:18.553+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nowy dzien, stare mysli</title><content type='html'>Cos sie dziwnego dzisiaj dzieje z tym blogiem. Probuje cos napisac, a sie nie pojawia....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic sie od wczoraj nie mienilo, nadal panuje tu depresja, pesymizm i brak nadziei. Moze jutro bedzie lepiej...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chcialabym gdzies pojechac, chociaz na chwilke, na weekend, zeby odpoczac i przemyslec rozne rzeczy. I w koncu podjac decyzje, co chce zrobic ze swoim zyciem i z kim chce je spedzic. A moze wlasnie potrzebuje po prostu byc sama przez jakis czas. W koncu od kiedy skonczylam 16 lat, ciagle jestem z kims. Ciagle w powaznych zwiazkach, z wyjatkiem pol rocznej przerwy na 1szym roku studiow. Moze powinnam sie najpierw nauczyc byc sama, zeby moc byc z kims. A moze nie. Moze boje sie tak do konca zaangazowac, przed sama soba zlozyc przysiege, ze z tym wlasnie czlowiekiem chce byc do konca. I stad mi sie w glowie przewraca. W kazdym razie, musze podjac jakas decyzje, bo to co sie ostatnio dzieje, nie moze trwac, ja tego nie wytrzymam, tej nieistoty, niejasnosci, oczekiwania na jakies rozwiazanie, ktore mi spadnie z nieba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-3344121658441955439?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/3344121658441955439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=3344121658441955439' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3344121658441955439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3344121658441955439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/nowy-dzien-stare-mysli.html' title='Nowy dzien, stare mysli'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6328973497829266011</id><published>2007-07-12T11:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:22:36.053+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Glupiutka</title><content type='html'>Mialam cos napisac, wlasciwie juz napisalam, ale dobra duszyczka mi poradziala, ze moze lepiej nie. Moze i nie.&lt;br /&gt;Co zostalo z tego postu?&lt;br /&gt;Nadal czuje sie jak w klatce. Jak ptak w klatce.  Ale ta klatka sie zmniejsza z kazda minuta. Kazdy wie, jak wyglada ptak przyzwyczajony do wolnosci, zlapany w klatke. Tak sie wlasnie czuje. Najgorsze, ze sama sobie ta klatke zbudowalam i sama sie w niej zamknelam.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.... moze jutro bedzie lepiej.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6328973497829266011?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6328973497829266011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6328973497829266011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6328973497829266011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6328973497829266011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/glupiutka.html' title='Glupiutka'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-3081967538046503502</id><published>2007-07-11T16:36:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T16:47:09.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring day</title><content type='html'>I don't really have anything to write about but I spoke with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marysia&lt;/span&gt; today and she told me she is proud of my long posts. So I don't want to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disappoint&lt;/span&gt; her.&lt;br /&gt;Today is a very nice day. I done nothing! I worked for the first hour and then all the clients were kind of quiet, two team members were taking care of anything there was to do, so I read blogs, visited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;myspaces&lt;/span&gt; of some friends, read newspaper, watch videos (news).... And then I had an English class, I was the only one there for the first 20 minutes, then one other person came so we had a conversation class. It was a lot of fun. Not that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tough&lt;/span&gt; so much, I have "conversation classes" every day at home, but it was nice and relaxing. Then I went for a coffee. And here I am, waiting for a conference call, that I will just have to listen. After that we're going to a party: a girl is leaving the company.&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with my parents yesterday. They are all happy about the house. They almost finished everything. The only main thing left are doors, it's supposed to be done the next week I think. I'm so happy for them, that they made it!&lt;br /&gt;I hope this time I will not crush my glasses during the party! Keep your fingers crossed :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-3081967538046503502?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/3081967538046503502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=3081967538046503502' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3081967538046503502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3081967538046503502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-really-have-anything-to-write.html' title='Another boring day'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-6828595046429152238</id><published>2007-07-10T10:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T11:04:53.471+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrating job and relaxing 4days weekend</title><content type='html'>There is so much going on that I don't really have time to post. Work is busy, but it's nice. Except for some incidents. Yesterday I thought I will kill some Americans; we agree to split work based on the regions: we will handle Europe and some specific Asian countries and they - the rest of the world.  Seemed great! Except that there was some work to be done for Israel and apparently they thought it's in Europe! Learn some geography, people! US is really not the only country in the world!&lt;br /&gt;So this was one thing. And the other was even worse because I had to explain myself and I looked like an idiot. I won't go into details, it's not worth it, but the reason was the same: not taking into considerations differences between regions. America is really not the center of the world! Regardless of what most Americans think.&lt;br /&gt;So that's that. Quick update on my work. I would love to move on and find something else now, but it doesn't really make sense if we want to move to Scotland. This is apparently another problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prince was all about moving to Scotland before we went there for the holidays. Now, he is finding many many reasons why it will not work out, all the problems that we will have - up to moving our stuff. In my opinion, we should not worry about actual moving right now, but look for a job / studies, find out how big chances of getting a good job do we have and so on... Then we can figure out how to move all of this crap that we collected and how to find apartment and so on.... So I'm a bit frustrated with this as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At lease I started to run again, which helps me to get rid of all bad emotions. Spots is really good for mental health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's move to the nice and happy aspects of my recent life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week we had two days national holidays Thursday and Friday, so we planned a trip to Czech Paradise with hiking and camping. Actually it was Prince who planned it all. The plan was great, but a little bit too intense. First day, on Thursday morning we took a bus to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mlada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Skala&lt;/span&gt;. As soon we get of the bus it started puring rain. So we waited for some time till it got better, went to the campsite, got totally wet. And then it stopped, so we put up our tent and went hiking. It rained again during the day, but there were times with sun. So went hiking, we got to the best castle ever &lt;a href="http://www.cesky-raj.info/cs/historie/hrady-a-zriceniny.html#vra"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vranov&lt;/span&gt; - Pantheon&lt;/a&gt;. The castle was carved in the rock, it's really amazing to imagine people living there in XV &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; century! After that we hiked to &lt;a href="http://www.frydstejn.cz/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Frýdštejn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, another castle on and in the rock. From there we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Drábovna&lt;/span&gt; that supposedly had ruins but really, there were only rocks, on which a wooden castle used to stand. It was still really cool. We walked trough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Besedické&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;skály&lt;/span&gt;, a wonderful rock formations and rock cities. I will try to post some pics soon so that you can see how wonderful it was.&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was that Prince started having problems with his knee in the middle of our hike. It was quite bad. But we hiked the way we planned, although I hoped we could go to the other side of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mlada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Skala&lt;/span&gt; in the afternoon. We came to town, had some dinner and went to sleep very early. We hoped to get up at 6 but we slept quite late. I slept very well, which was surprising, because usually I cannot get comfortable on the sleeping pad. Ad Prince had problems during the night so he finally got some sleep in the morning. And we left much later we planned - around 9. We went to &lt;a href="http://www.cesky-raj.info/cs/historie/hrady-a-zriceniny.html#zbi"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Zbirohy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, another ruined castle that was build on three rocks. On the way back we couldn't decide what to do and if we should stay or go back to Prague. The main reason for going back was Prince's knee but an uncomfortable night played an important role in his attitude. So we decided to hike a little bit more to another part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Besedické&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;skály&lt;/span&gt;. I wish we made our decisions quicker and not second guess them over and over again. This way we could have take a longer but easy hike around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Suche&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Skaly&lt;/span&gt;. Well, at least I saw them from the tow. But we have serious problems with making decisions together. Yet another issue of our relationship....&lt;br /&gt;So we went back to Prague, we got home around 4 or 5. I cannot say that we didn't spend a nice two day is Prague. We went for a very nice dinner on Friday (this time Prince didn't even complain that I do not talk, we had a very good conversation). On Saturday I went running, we gamed and in the afternoon we went to have dinner with some friends. They were planning to go to a blues pub for some concert, but we decided to go home. We planned to go back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Cesky&lt;/span&gt; Raj the next day - to the castle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kost&lt;/span&gt;. So we missed what seemed a very interesting event and the next morning we did not get up :))) We are so lazy.... But we had to get up really early to catch the bus, and we were tired and so on... OK, I'm rationalizing it. In the end we spend most Sunday separately - Prince was working on the game and I went running and them to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Vysehrad&lt;/span&gt; (I had a nice walk and I spend some time there reading; it was quite nice). We gamed a little bit in the afternoon, that was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's our "great" weekend! We thought we are tough and can camp and hike in the rain and so on...but we're not :) I have to admit this. Still, it was a fun weekend and except for two tiny things (hiking longer on Friday and going somewhere on Sunday), I wouldn't change anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-6828595046429152238?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/6828595046429152238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=6828595046429152238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6828595046429152238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/6828595046429152238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/frustrating-job-and-relaxing-4days.html' title='Frustrating job and relaxing 4days weekend'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1606656762513858890</id><published>2007-07-02T09:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T10:42:10.933+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Karlovy Vary International Film Festival</title><content type='html'>I'm back at work after 3 days weekend. I feel terrible. I could have slept for 5 more hours. You will ask: what was I doing? Well, I wend to the &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/"&gt;film festival&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Karlovy&lt;/span&gt; Vary. It was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;I left Friday morning with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Marysia&lt;/span&gt; and her 2 friends, we got to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Karlovy&lt;/span&gt; Vary around 11, left the bags at the hostel (it wasn't a real hostel, it's just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; where people can sleep during the festival, so it's very basic - just a piece of floor to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt; on, sinks and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;toilets&lt;/span&gt;; not shower!). And we started our great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;adventure&lt;/span&gt; with movie!&lt;br /&gt;First we got out passes that allowed us see 3 movies a day for free, the schedule and all the info, how to reserve the tickets, which is not that easy - there are tones of people and not so many seats in the theaters. So we got tickets for Friday and Saturday and we went for lunch (fried cheese of course, girls came from the country where fried &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;cheeses&lt;/span&gt; was not discovered so far) and for a walk. The town is really beautiful, obviously build for the richest to come and relax in the spa. So the buildings are very fancy and the theater is amazing, and the hotels, everything! Even the communist didn't manage to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;destroy&lt;/span&gt; it too much. The town was build by the valley of a river, so on both sides there are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hills&lt;/span&gt; / mountains. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, I didn't have time to explore them, but I hope we can go there some day with Prince and do that.&lt;br /&gt;The walks we managed to do, were between the movies, to get from one cinema to the other :) But in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Karlovy&lt;/span&gt; Vary, everywhere you go it's beautiful and you can always discover something new and pretty. The first day, we decided that we have some time before the movie starts so we decided to go for a walk. So we walked and walked, and couldn't find the path in the right direction! We almost missed our movie, we got there just 6 minutes before the screening and the rule is that if you won't take your seat up to 5 minutes before, your ticket is given to someone else. Well, we managed it. But I think that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Marysia&lt;/span&gt; wished later that we didn't. The movie was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; thriller. It sound very interesting, about the guy who can enter people's dreams. But both &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Marysia&lt;/span&gt; and me have issues with scary movies. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Marysia&lt;/span&gt; is even worse than me. And I just don't watch such movies, because I'm too scared. So we went, sat in the first row and hold each other's hand not to be scared. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Marysia&lt;/span&gt; missed probably half the movie, me around 25% - we were too scared to watch. At the end I wasn't so scared - I was laughing too hard at us. But the movie was good, it's just the way Japanese movies are - very bloody.&lt;br /&gt;So that's what we saw:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1738-venus/"&gt;Venus&lt;/a&gt;, a British movie about being old, weird relationship and dying, almost a comedy,&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1736-nightmare-detective/"&gt;Nightmare detective&lt;/a&gt;, the Japanese thriller&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1870-pingpong/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Pingpong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, about 16 year old falling in love with his aunt, very German movie&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1981-the-border/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hranice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, short movie about a very interesting episode in Czech history, starring actors from a TV show I watch sometimes, proved to be better actors than I expected&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1784-marta/"&gt;Marta&lt;/a&gt;, there is war and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;partisans&lt;/span&gt;, father and son who finds a wounded women soldier and takes her home, a bit too minimalist&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1896-reminiscences/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Rozpominani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a documentary about the Czech society, a series of short interviews with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; met on the streets, in pubs, hospital and so on; the questions is: does it captures anything we didn't know yet; it was quite funny&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1814-the-trap/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Klopka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; very depressing Serbian movie; how much is life worth; can you kill a man to save a child&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1914-the-bitchs-diary/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Bestiář&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; light comedy about a girl and a boy and a few more boys, the only one movie we saw that was not depressing in any way, it wasn't that good either; so maybe a good movie has to be sad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;pessimistic&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1701-the-letter/"&gt;The Letter&lt;/a&gt;  classic, black and white psychological movie, directed by William &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Wyler&lt;/span&gt;; if only now directors learned from it; there was not action as such but it didn't need to, that's the way to show person's thoughts and motives;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://www.kviff.com/en/film-detail/1862-facing-up/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Przebacz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Polish movie for the end; again depressing but there was a bit of hope, with good hip-hop (sometimes I miss laud hip-hop from behind the wall) behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;, that's all I managed to see. I saw 4 movies on Saturday and it was a little bit too much. I wish I could stay longer, but work.... And I went without Prince and not, we have 4 day weekend so we plan to go to the Czech paradise.&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was great, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Marysia&lt;/span&gt; - than you for invitation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1606656762513858890?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1606656762513858890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1606656762513858890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1606656762513858890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1606656762513858890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/07/karlovy-vary-international-film.html' title='Karlovy Vary International Film Festival'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5777077857301220068</id><published>2007-06-19T13:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T13:36:24.531+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Isle of Sky</title><content type='html'>First part of pics from Scotland is &lt;a href="http://strawberryfields-scotland.buzznet.com/user/photos/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5777077857301220068?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5777077857301220068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5777077857301220068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5777077857301220068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5777077857301220068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/06/isle-of-sky.html' title='Isle of Sky'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-3475656022368131831</id><published>2007-06-19T10:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:39:48.540+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Odleciec</title><content type='html'>Chcialabym uciec od wszystkiego, od wszystkich. Schowac sie pod dywanem, albo gdzies w dziupli, w jaskini. Albo odleciec jak ptak przed zima. Ale juz nie wrocic. Schowac sie tak, zeby mnie nikt nie znalazl. Nie miec zadnych problemow. Skonczyc wszytskie zwiazki, nie przejmowac sie nikim i niczym. I tylko zyc. Nic i nikogo nie potrzebowac. Nie miec pracy, nie miec domu, nie miec niczego ani nikogo. Po prostu byc.&lt;br /&gt;Moze po prostu wybralam zbyt trudne zadanie: zyc w obcym miejscu z kims, z kim tak na prawde nie mam nic wspolnego, w niczym nie jestemy podobni. Same roznice, ktore trzeba pokonywac na kazdym kroku. W koncu sie to staje nie do zniesienia. Pozostaje pytanie : czy warto?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-3475656022368131831?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/3475656022368131831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=3475656022368131831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3475656022368131831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3475656022368131831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/06/odleciec.html' title='Odleciec'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-3038524746213540089</id><published>2007-06-13T19:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T19:34:43.168+02:00</updated><title type='text'>One minute blog</title><content type='html'>1. I'm dying of heat. Prince is dying 'cause he's very sick (I'm starting to worry). Hopefully, he'll get better soon.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm stressing out - Prince's sister with her husband are comming to Prague, actually they should be already in Prague, probably on their way here.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prince posted on his blog &lt;/span&gt;- check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-3038524746213540089?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/3038524746213540089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=3038524746213540089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3038524746213540089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/3038524746213540089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/06/one-minute-blog.html' title='One minute blog'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-8629024154270356842</id><published>2007-06-12T14:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T15:01:15.454+02:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back!</title><content type='html'>So I'm back. It was wonderful. Much better than I expected. Highlands are amazing, Isle of Sky is like heaven. I want to move there!&lt;br /&gt;But now, I'm swamped with work. I had almost 700 emails to read. It's been only 7 working days! Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll write more and post some pics when I'll finish reading them :) No, I'm already done. But still, I need to catch up with everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could convince Prince to write a few words, I'm sure it's much more enjoyable for you to read than my crapy English.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-8629024154270356842?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/8629024154270356842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=8629024154270356842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8629024154270356842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/8629024154270356842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/06/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back!'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-7319982509131588619</id><published>2007-05-31T16:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T16:49:47.449+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post written in a hurry</title><content type='html'>Ahoj!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for a long break but for some reason life is really crazy recently. I wanted to write about so many great things that we did, for example &lt;a href="http://konvikt.blog.cz/0705/sazava-2007-the-english-version"&gt;canoe trip&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.festival.cz/rubrika.php?id_rubrika=25"&gt;Prazske Jaro&lt;/a&gt; (we saw Wagner's opera made into one concert "Ring without Words" and China Broadcasting Chinese Orchestra - traditional Chinese music). Now, we're preparing for our greatest trip of this year - to Scotland. We're leaving tomorrow eary afteroon and I still have a lot to do, so I'll leave you here.&lt;br /&gt;Take care and keep you fingers crossed that we both fall in love with Scotland - it might be our future home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-7319982509131588619?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/7319982509131588619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=7319982509131588619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7319982509131588619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/7319982509131588619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/05/short-post-written-in-hurry.html' title='Short post written in a hurry'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-1333181573875485376</id><published>2007-05-15T21:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:25:37.293+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Owieczka</title><content type='html'>Wyglada na to, ze mamy nowego czlonka rodziny: &lt;a href="http://strawberryfields-owieczka.buzznet.com/user/photos/?id=5863311"&gt;owieczke.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-1333181573875485376?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/1333181573875485376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=1333181573875485376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1333181573875485376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/1333181573875485376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/05/owieczka.html' title='Owieczka'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13852187.post-5179216520260152187</id><published>2007-05-15T16:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:43:18.296+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary day</title><content type='html'>No i jestem z powrotem w Pradze, w domu i z Ksieciuniem.&lt;br /&gt;Przepraszam za dluga cisze, ale mialam stranie duzo pracy. Teraz sie troszke uspokaja. Ale tak juz sie przyzwyczailam, ze mam okrutnie duzo pracy, ze teraz mam 5 minut i nic do roboty i nie wiem co robic :) Gazet mi sie nie chce czytac online tym bardziej, ze przywiozlam sobie caly stos i ledwo zaczelam. W domu tez nie mam zbyt duzo czasu, bo trzeba nadrobic stracony czas i z Ksieciuniem i ze znajomymi. Tak leci...&lt;br /&gt;Czy cos wyjatkowego sie stalo ostatnio?&lt;br /&gt;Caly weekend przespalam - doslownie. W sobote wstalam z lozka ok 16-17tej. Ach, w niedziele bylismy w botaniku, na wystawie bonsai. Super! Jedna z najlepszych - miniaturowa wierzba. Na koniec tez dostalam, ale nie pamietam jakie to drzewko. Adze Adasiowej by sie spodobalo. W ogole fajny ten botanik. Jak mnie kiedys odwiedza, to ich zabiore koniecznie.&lt;br /&gt;W sobote po tym lezeniu w lozku, poszlismy przynajmniej na spacer wieczorowa pora po Pradze i znalezlismy bardzo fajne miejsce, gdzie jeszcze niegdy nie bylam. Nie, zebym tak dobrze znala Prage, ale to bylo w samym sercu miasta, kawaleczek od Mostu Karola (jak mowia Czesi: stal, stoi, bedzie stal; nie ma potrzeby po nim chodzic). &lt;br /&gt;Poza tym nic sie nie dzieje. W ubieglym tygodniu bylam oczywiscie w knajpie w czwartek a dzisiaj tez mialam nadzieje, ale Lida moja kochana jest chora, ma zapalenie oskrzeli juz drugi tydzien. Biedactwo. Takze pojde chyba do domu, puszcze sobie jakis film i bede czekac na Ksieciunia az wroci z pracy.&lt;br /&gt;I jeszcze slucham nowej plytki Dolore. Jest sliczna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13852187-5179216520260152187?l=truskaweczka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/feeds/5179216520260152187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13852187&amp;postID=5179216520260152187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5179216520260152187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13852187/posts/default/5179216520260152187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://truskaweczka.blogspot.com/2007/05/ordinary-day.html' title='Ordinary day'/><author><name>Truskawka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16753332107597690394</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
