Goddamn...

I feel like going out! But it's Thursday and I've got work and a football match tomorrow, so I think I'll have to wait until Saturday. Damn it, damn it, damn it!
But this is cool: Barndommens forår, some Danish dude called Anders Mortensen with a nice combo of indiepop and math/post/whatever rock + sweet vocals (60ies meeting C.V. Jørgensen, if you ask me). Go listen. Myspace.

Efficient...

That would be me. Managed to get up at 9 despite having been out last night. Football party and a few drinks at Dyrehaven. And efficient may be a bit over the top, since I've only done the laundry and not much else, but still, I'm not sleeping :-). And I'm listening to this:

The demo's better...

But isn't it always? Anyway, it's the new edition of "Punk Spirit" by Wave Machines I'm talking about. New track "You Say The Stupidest Things" is pretty cool, though, so do go and give'em a visit.
And ain't done nothing but work, going to the library, making dinner and reading Ian Rankin today. Which is kinda alright, so tomorrow I'm thinking I won't be doing shit either :-).

Yes, oh yes...

Guess what, I got delivered at work today. THE BASS. Oh, yeah. And it's beautiful, and it's easy to play, and everybody's happy. Or at least I am. Despite still looking like Rambo on a bad day. And the dude who tackled me (my old boss from my old department, to be exact) gave me a large Jacobsen Brown Ale, so I'm drinking that right now. And listening to Cody, before going to the concert tomorrow. Now, I'm gonna call CJ, I think. And dance with my headphones on. Or something. Today's been a good day :-).

Well, well, well...

I don't have a headache, so back to work tomorrow (the black eye and the stitches are still there, though). And my bass just got upgraded to this one. It's a remake of the one played on here (I might need a few dancing lessons, if I'm to be just as cool :-)):

Blue Tuesday...

I've got a black eye, a headache and a sore neck. And soon the fourth scar on my face.
1: Tripping over a dog's leash.
2: Getting hit by a hockey stick.
3: Getting run down.
4: This one.
Mikkel tells me I'm gonna look like Rambo, and if that means that I can invade Vietnam/Afghanistan/Whatever (and box like Marciano, perhaps) without getting hurt and getting filthily rich while doing it, I'm cool with that :-).
Anywho, off to bed and a Dalgliesh-novel, "Dagbog fra midten" was kinda alright, and "Livvagterne" has got to be the worst thing ever produced by DR.

It's a Fuck You Monday too...

Hehe, Achewood! But my Monday ain't been no good either. Got 3 stitches in my head, for one thing (due to being knocked down playing indoor football and smashing my head into the wall). But well, shit happens, and at least it's giving me 2 days at home recuperating. That AND cleaning the messy home I've got, so I'm thinking tomorrow won't be all that great either. Weekend now, please!