Well, I’m back in London.

Not much else to say.

I was not sober for most of the 2 weeks that I was in Krakow.

Girls make me even more miserable.

Lost my camera.  Maybe it was stolen.  The day after the New Century Classics show at Lubu I was on my way to Dana’s place to upload my photos to her.  While on the tram, I went through my bag to ( Read more... )

I thought I’d already learned my lessons a long time ago.  I was convinced I could rise over the mundane.

Now I realize that I was wrong.

I should have known better than to look forward to something.  If I soar, I will fall; it’s that simple.  Without realizing, without noticing it, I let hope sneak into the back of my mind.  I didn’t see it, I ( Read more... )

Well, at least they won’t throw me out, will they?

I’m going to be late with the last installment of my tuition.

The call to the finance office was brief and went relatively well.

He seemed surprised and pleased that I was calling in advance to say that I’d be late with the last cheque.

I still have to go to uni today though.  The head of the ( Read more... )

My advice to the world:

Avoid getting tartare sauce in your eyes - it burns.

I’ve just spent the last hour and a half in bed tossing and turning, unsuccessfully attempting to fall asleep.

I keep thinking about my papers.  I keep thinking about the management project I have to do.  I keep thinking about what I should do when I graduate.  I keep thinking about what I should do in a year, 5 years, 10 years…

I keep thinking.
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Why is waking up so hard to do?

Both my project partners have sent me their respective share of the work.  Now I have excuse not to start writing that paper.  Except that I don’t feel like it.

I only need a couple to days, and it’s not due till the end of April.

I’ll get around to it sooner or later.

My days are dragging, again.

I’m ( Read more... )

Mr. James, or one of his accomplishes, is no more.

A piece of chocolate, a quick snap and a few moments of twitching mark the end for one of our house intruders.

For some reason, I was left with the responsibility of dealing with the carcass and cleaning the trap.  A small price to pay.

Now the trap has been reset.  Jelly bean as bait - it was ( Read more... )

It’s half past one a.m., and once again, another weekend ends and I have accomplished nothing.

Good thing I didn’t set out to accomplish anything; otherwise, I’d be a failure.

Wait…

Never mind.

We tried straightening my hair yesterday.  It’s not long enough for there to be any difference.

Mr. James is proving to be more of a challenge ( Read more... )

Mr. James dies today.

I’ve put a contract out on him.

Mr. James is the name I have chosen to identify the rodent living under my bed.

I though mice were meant to be quiet and difficult to notice.

This one was loud, woke me up at 6;30.

No matter, I’ll get a trap today, so I can sleep in peace tomorrow.

Bloody nose, smashed knee, shirt drenched in sweat ,exhausted.

My nine inch nails live experience was yet another success.

All in all, the gig was good.  Decent set list with the bulk of the favorites, though I would’ve loved to also have heard perfect drug and we’re in this together….

Maybe more stuff from the upcoming album too.

The ( Read more... )