I've been extremely productive this morning. I sleep like hell at the moment but actually managed to get 5 hours of blissful rest last night. Woke up at around 8AM and stared at the sun rising from below the rooftops (sometimes living on the 4th floor with windows facing east is quite the treat). Then decided to actually do something with my day, contrasting to yesterday's skipping class and doing jack shit.

So before noon I've done all the dishes I could find, my flatmates' included. I've done laundry enough to last me a week, cleaned out my cabinet in the kitchen, and thrown out nasty old milk from the fridge. All that crap you usually avoid. Now all I need is to fold up all the clean clothes currently occupying my chair. Which, no shit, is something I actually enjoy doing.

Otherwise... It's only Tuesday and I'm already longing for the weekend.

Last night was a blast. Saw people I haven't seen in ages and spoke with a LOT of strangers. I love talking to strangers. They have no idea who you are, and you'll never see them again. You can be whoever you want to be.

The first snow came yesterday. I have no idea why but it made me all happy and excited for winter. With the fresh air and bitter cold. The city is beautiful. Copenhagen, je t'aime!

Tonight I'm going here with an old friend whom I haven't seen in months. I'm excited.

What's My Age Again?

This is amazing.



Apparently the plane crash Travis Barker was involved in back in mid-September was good for something. Apparantly it's brought Travis and Mark Hoppus back to talking to Tom Delonge. Apparantly, they've made up.

I don't have the words to explain what blink-182 meant to me when I was younger. I hardly ever listen to it anymore but I can't deny the influence it had on me. I can't explain it either, but you know. I really didn't listen to that much else for years. It's sounds so fucking corny but it brought me through some tough times. It reminds me of the first few times drunk at 13. Of jumping around like maniacs with friends. Of my first boyfriend and the first break-up. It's like the soundtrack to my early teen years.

And this sort of gives (minuscule) hope of a reunion tour. And that would be fucking badass. I don't even know how I'd react. Probably quite teenish. And fangirlish. But, hey. It's allowed.

M+M's.


Lenghty post about Day & Age will be up soon.

Leak of the Day.

It's here. The Killers' new album, Day & Age, was released in iTunes/Japan for download and was quickly all over the Internet.

I've had a pretty fucked up day so I didn't do my daily google routine (I've been doing the "the killers"+day+age+leak search at least a few times a day for the last week) but my friend passed me a link. After much cursing at my unbelievably slow internet connection, it was there. I might've "woo'ed" (ref. the latest How I Met Your Mother episode - seriously, how great was that??)

I'm presently about 2/3 through my first listen. I've immediately taken a liking to This Is Your Life and the just-now-finished Neon Tiger. I went "WTF" at Joy Ride, but I think that's gonna be one of the great ones as well.

I'm so excited! It's showing so much potential. I already like it better than Sam's Town (though that isn't hard to accomplish.)

Anywho. I'm still spooked about Blogger removing posts, so no MP3s. Go here or here, or whereever, though. Get the album. And then just buy the damn thing in just a few days, mkay?

Btw, see the feathered coat again? Apparently it's made by "a woman who goes by Mrs. Jones" (link to interview) who's also made clothes for Kylie Minouge and Scissor Sisters. Which explains a lot, if you ask me.

Also. Lookie here and here. I have no further comment.

The Olympics and Factory45 @ Studenterhuset.









The Olympics, Ida, Factory45, drunk people.

13.11.2008.