A few good things today:Dramatic events
with police involvement unfolded on our parking lot at work to the entertainment of all. Village gossip was exchanged by the bucketful. I get the conclusion of the story tomorrow, and am so stealing it for cpt_tantony
as this is totally the kind of thing he'd have to deal with on a regular basis. Plus, over all the drama I fell back in with Lydl, our book-keeper, with whom I had recently fallen out. I don't like being fallen out with people; it grates so to always have to remember whom I am supposed to hate. I feel much relieved, somehow.
Because of yesterday's rain, I had left my bike at work and taken the bus. I remembered this factoid when I arrived at the train station of the suburb/village where I work. So I walked to work
. It did me no end of good; nothing's better than walking through that deathly boring village to start thinking about really interesting and creative things. And I have to do it again on Monday, because Lydl drove me to the station after the drama.
Monday, because my boss-ess, totally worried about me dragging all that overtime into next year, has required me to take off the rest of the week
. So, I am going to fall out of time again and live half in Australia, half behind the moon. I must remember to turn up for the concert of nazgul_nr_5
's amateur orchestra on Saturday, though. According to her, both the second and
the first violins are disgraceful this time.
I just got an email which told me I won a place on the guest list of the Apocalyptica pre-listening event
for their next album - complete with the Alpocalyptics themselves. And so did the Nazgul. We've met those Finnish cellists quite a few times already, so it's not all that
exciting, and we don't even know whom we're going to take along as a fourth person (two people per name on the guest list). The third, of course, will be the Lady Iris, who with the Nazgul and me forms the aimless world-wide conspracy which is unknown under the name of "Three Shieldmaidens of the Apocalypse" and not nearly feared enough, although we are quite dangerous.On the less-than-bright side
The jar of Japanese plum wine
with real ume plums in that I bought today absolutely and categorically refuses to open
and will not even budge to raw force. And ume plums are so terribly healthy!! *wails*
My CD ripper is on crack
and can only count to five; so I yousendited only the first five tracks of "Wishmaster" for schiarire
. Here they are again, because others might enjoy them as well:She Is My SinThe KinslayerCome Cover MeWanderlustTwo For Tragedy