Impending Doom

Guess who’s back from vacation? Suicidal Fish, our old pal.

Click it for the big one.

PS. I still love Mutts.

I know you have all missed him dearly.

So, they’re making a Doom movie. Mwaha. I can’t possibly see how that’s not going to be horrible. But on the other hand, if they just want to make a plotless CGI action film then why not?

People today probably don’t even know what Doom is. No, Doom 3 doesn’t count. The original shareware game. You kids are all too young to remember that. Now when I was a kid we didn’t have 3D accelarator cards or LAN play. We were lucky if our 3D was 2½D, normally we’d have to settle for 2D and be happy. Etcetera.

I have been reading my old PC Format magazines. It’s funny to look back. There’s an issue where they introduce Windows 95. Fascinating reading. Do you kids even know what Windows 3.1 is? Don’t come complaining about Microsoft unless you used Windows 3.1. You think you know. But you don’t.

Funny reading about this “internet explorer” thing that Microsoft were planning. An alternative to Netscape. You kids probably don’t even know what Netscape is, do you? You’re all a bunch of crazy loons, that’s why I love you.

A couple of leftover pictures from yesterday:

Magnethe reaching high. It shows off her stripe nicely, doesn’t it? She’s a pretty thing.

This one shows that there is still a size difference between mother and daughter. Magnethe has grown a lot but she still can’t match Mathilde.

Magnethe is still quite slim too. Someone should make an exercise program for the goats, they don’t really do anything other than eat all day. It looks pretty silly when Mads is running, he sort of wobbles along. His gut is so big. There was actually a woman who asked if he was pregnant. Aw, poor Mads.

And in keeping with the positive outlook I wanted to tell you about what happened when I went to the playground last Wednesday. It was raining a little so I thought the goats would be inside. I went to their house but no one was there. So I figured that maybe they’d be under the trees instead, out in the green area. I started walking in that direction. But then I heard Mathilde baahing behind me. I turned around and there were all three goats standing under the roof at the club house. They looked at me. And then they all three started baahing and running towards me. That made me happy. Can you imagine the scene? Mads, Mathilde and Magnethe storming to greet me while baahing with joy. I felt very appreciated.

And that ain’t not bad.

This entry was posted on Sunday, July 31st, 2005 at 21:30 and is filed under Blogging. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site. Edit this entry.

1. milla Says:
   July 31st, 2005 at 21:39 e

   They are your groupies, mate! ;) that is just adorable Plume! :)))

2. Belinda Says:
   August 1st, 2005 at 10:27 e

   Haha, I remember using 3.1 at school!
   I don’t miss it. At all.

3. grant Says:
   August 3rd, 2005 at 15:45 e

   haha, old 3.1… sad to say I know it well. I remember life before before Pentium too. Kids now a days, they really don’t know. LOL

Bailey & Bongo

I went to bed with tears in my eyes yesterday. I haven’t done that since the beginning of the year. I don’t know why I’m feeling so emotional. Maybe it was just because I was watching Breakfast Club right before I went to bed. Hah. It kind of made me alternately giggle and sigh. Best worst movie ever. Or worst best, I don’t know. You gotta love it though.

But the last couple of days I have been getting a little sad a little too easy. I hope it’s just temporary. I don’t want to go back to being depressed.

It will probably help to get back to work and get my mind off things.

Also, to be proactive I will focus a little on the good things in life now. And with that in mind I would like you introduce you to my two new friends.

Bailey and Bongo.

Aw. Aren’t they lovely? Beautiful doggies. I have seen them at the playground a couple of times now. I guess their owner takes them to the playground and let’s the girls play with them. Run around in the fold.

And who can resist them? After petting them only a little I am already smitten. Not least because Bailey, the brown one, is the spitting imagine of Skye’s dog Sascha. The resemblance is uncanny. So naturally that made me go all gooey inside. I miss Sascha. Sascha is the best dog ever. But Bailey and Bongo are great ones too.

I had a nice time just watching the girls play with them.

Perfect pups. They were so sweet and cute. And beautiful. And seeing Bailey run around just brought back lots of memories. Of Sas. The first time I met him. When I went to the Netherlands the first time. Meeting Skye, and then the cute little dog that I had only seen pictures of. Back then I was afraid of dogs. And even though he was a small little furball I was still very nervous when I bent down to say hello to him. Would he bark at me? Try to bite me? Hate me? I don’t think I had ever petted a dog before. But he was kind and sweet, of course. And now I love dogs and animals. A lot.

Mathilde and Magnethe were watching in a slightly more worried way.

The goats always freak out when there are dogs near, no matter how small, cute or cuddly they may be.

I really need a pet of my own. Animals make me happy. Cuddling the kitty the other day. Cuddling these dogs. Sitting with the goats. I wish I could do that all day long.

But I’ll take what I can get.

Also, if you want spoilers for season 2 of Lost then check out my dream journal. That’s crazy, y’all.

Don’t you, d-d-d-d-don’t you worry about me. I’ll be fine.

This entry was posted on Saturday, July 30th, 2005 at 22:18 and is filed under Blogging. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site. Edit this entry.

1. meredith Says:
   July 31st, 2005 at 15:43 e

   i saw some adorable puppies in the pet store at the mall yesterday. i want one!!!!! hehehe

And I Say Yes, You Look Wonderful Tonight

Today’s update will be in real handwriting. Unless you have super eyesight you will have to click on it. If you want to read it anyway.

Pardon the handwriting, the mistakes and the slight melancholy.

I am not alone as long as I have you me.

This entry was posted on Friday, July 29th, 2005 at 22:13 and is filed under Blogging. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site. Edit this entry.

1. Anne Says:
   July 30th, 2005 at 0:20 e

   Hvem der i sin tid lærte min dengang lille datter at sige: – og de kedede sig sikkert ihjel – det ved jeg ikke. Hun sagde det, når hendes eventyr sluttede med klassikeren: – og de levede lykkeligt til deres dages ende…
   Vedkommende havde jo ret! Du kan ikke være lykkelig hele tiden, men det kommer igen. Du har jo evnerne til det også.

2. larry brown is a skank Says:
   July 30th, 2005 at 6:06 e

   tsk tsk. there’s plenty of people out there who’d love you back if you d just give them the chance you know. why does alone always have to equal lonely anyway, if you can’t allow yourself to accept love, at least you can still enjoy the freedom of being completely in control of yourself, not letting anyone else jerk your feelings around just by saying or being things, and not have to be responsible for other people s feelings in return and having to be stuff that you may or may not feel like being. eh?

3. meredith Says:
   July 30th, 2005 at 19:00 e

   you know i love you.

4. milla Says:
   July 31st, 2005 at 21:36 e

   Dear Plume and Luis,

   I am so proud of you guys fighting your depression and not letting it get the best of you. Remember, you’ve got depression, but it doesn’t have you. I’ve posted in your previous diary and it seems we’re in the same boat mate. I was diagnosed severe depression 5 months ago and am now on anti-depressant medication. And Luis, be sure that the medication will help quite a lot, since you believe in its help so much! I’m feeling a lot better now, using the same methods as Luis, that is a reading (I can concentrate a lot better now), going for walks, swimming in the pool, playing with my dog and trying not to let myself get lost in regrets or feelings like that. I guess the medication is like a crutch for me, but then I have to do 80 % of the work myself. It’s important to understand that you are a very valuable human being, a real gem and let even the small things lift your soul up :) And being around animals is like balsam for the soul :)

   I wish you both the best of luck! You’ll both be in my prayers ;)

   Mills

Sex, Drugs And Rock’n'Roll At The Playground

So, I realize that I post a lot of pictures from the playground. And I’m worried that people might be getting bored with them.

I figured I would spice things up a little. For inspiration I looked at the telly. Discovery and Animal Planet. And the lesson I have learned is this: drama sells. Nobody wants to see pets and fluffy things. Nobody wants to see goats looking peaceful. No, we want drama! Action! Sushi! Murder! Blood! We want Shark Attacks and The World’s Deadliest Leopards.

So with that in mind I thought I would show you some pictures from my dramatic visit to the playground today.

It started with the normally so friendly Magnethe.

Look at her. She’s obviously agitated. “If you mess with me I’ll chew you up like I’m chewing this branch” she seems to be thinking. Why was she so upset with me? Because I had captured her dramatic behaviour on camera, that’s why.

First attacking a perfectly innocent rock.

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I haven’t seen a rock so well and truly beaten since The Scorpion King.

But why was Magnethe being so dramatically violent? Could it be drugs? The answer quickly came.

Only a dramatically drug addicted animal would roll around so crazily on the ground. And the drug problem didn’t stop with poor Magnethe.

What exactly is Mathilde sniffing at there? Her secret stash of course. The effect soon showed itself.

If that’s not one dramatically drugged up goat then I don’t know what is.

Surprisingly Mads wasn’t doing drugs, it seemed. But he was of course dramatically violent.

Once again a poor innocent rock was the target of the goats’ abuse. Was I being witness to the racial persecution of the rocks? Did the goats systematically harass these poor innocent rocks?

It’s hard to tell. Because no one is safe from the goats.

Even the sheeps are in constant danger.

A crazed Magnethe is dropping whoopass on White. Soon Mathilde came to the scene. To stop the violence?

No!

Mathilde joined in the dramatic violence. I am only surprised that the pristine white wool of the poor sheep is not yet painted red by the enormous amounts of blood that the goats were obviously trying to spill.

I think I’m going to stop here. I am sure you are all too shocked. Sick to your stomachs. No more drugs, no more violence. Enough. Only animals could be this vicious. And dramatic. You wouldn’t see humans in acts of depravity like these.

Finally, I would hereby like to give Hans Island to the Canadians. Not to avoid war. Not because Hans island is a craphole. No, just because I’m nice.

The animals have much to learn from us.

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1. Katherine Says:
   July 29th, 2005 at 21:09 e

   Hee hee. I like the way our two countries duke it out. Who needs nukes and missiles and tanks when you’ve got google! I hope the polar bears win!

2. roger Says:
   October 5th, 2005 at 18:52 e

   Here some non dramatic take on animal drug addiction, by the MobuzzTV team
   http://www.mobuzz.com/shows/2189.html
   Enjoy

The Shawshank Redemption

You know you have bad memory when you need to look your favourite movie up on google to remember the title…

http://www.google.dk/search?hl=da&q=freeman+robbins&meta=.

I wish I could have my brain replaced with google.

This entry was posted on Tuesday, July 26th, 2005 at 21:14 and is filed under Blogging. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site. Edit this entry.

Tina And The Cheshire Cat

I am so tired. And so happy. I don’t know which feeling is strongest.

I am tired, of course, because the vacation is over. The morning wasn’t too bad actually. But once I got to work I slowly got more and more tired. Everything went fine though. Just have to get into the rythm again

That’s why I’m tired. Now you may think I’m happy because I met Tina Dickow again. And I am. But something really nice happened before that.

In fact it happened right as I walked out my front door to go the autograph session.

A cat was outside.

Aw pretty kitty. I thought it was one of the jedi kitties. They’re not really tame so they always run away. But this one didn’t run. I walked up to it and started cuddling it.

What a sweet, sweet kitty it was. When I nuzzled its head it would go up on its legs and reach for me.

Hehe. It was quite playful. A butterfly came kamikazing by and the cat jumped straight up in the air and tried to catch it. Missed though. Then it started eyeing our bathroom window. I don’t know if it would be able to jump that high, but I closed the window anyway. Didn’t want it to jump in there and fall in our toilet or something.

It almost made me miss my bus. I wanted to stay and play with it. I had to be strong and go, though.

Kitty wanted to follow me. I just wanted to go back and cuddle it forever.

But I managed to tear myself away and went downtown. In good time for the signing session. Did some errands. Bought her new CD. In The Red. Still had time to waste. So I walked around downtown for a while. And then back to Stereo Studio. Looked at computer games. Until she came. I saw her from behind first and thought “Hmm that kinda looks like Tina”. And then she turned around. And it was Tina. And she saw me. And smiled and sort of half raised her hand and said hi. Aw. She’s so sweet. I said hi back. And smiled, a lot.

There was still 10-15 minutes to the signing session was going to start. So I mulled around and pretended to look at CDs and games. While people started coming in. As the time approached suddenly Tina came walking right by me. And again she smiled and said hi. She sat down at a table and a line started forming. I was 7-8th in line I think. Gave me the opportunity to take a few pictures. And a couple of videos. Damn it that my new camera is still out for repairs. I would have loved some high-quality vids with audio. But oh well.

Didn’t take long before it was my turn. I asked her if she would sign our old schooltimer. From 1994. I think she was quite surprised and amused at that. She was studying it very close. Smiling. She’s always smiling though. Such a pretty smile she has.

There was a woman standing next to Tina. With a pad and pen. Scribbling things. Must have been a journalist of some kind. Tina told her that it was our old class photo. And the woman said “Oh you went to school together?”. Tina said “yes for a little while” while I said “yeah for a year or so”. And the woman said “oh how fun”. Good times.

And then I had Tina sign my copy of the new album. I almost felt bad for getting two autographs. I was hogging the Tina.

I said congratulations on the new album. And she said “take care until we see each other again”. Aw. I can’t believe how nice Tina is. Well, of course I can. Exactly how I remember her. And it means a lot to me that she remembers me and that she’s nice to me. It’s good for my confidence too. She’s a big star. By Danish standards at least. And she’s had a song on Tru Calling. And toured with Zero 7. Been on Kimmel. She’s a somebody. I’m not going to say I’m a complete nobody. But with my self esteem, that’s how I feel of course. A lowlife nobody. And the fact that she’s actually nice to me, that makes me feel good. My natural instincts would have me believe that she would rather say something like “That weirdo? Nope, I don’t know him. Never seen him before. He must be some crazy stalker. I would never associate with freaks like that”.

I have a vivid imagination.

I almost bought her a rose by the way. When I was walking around, wasting time. There was a guy selling flowers. And I thought about it. I wasn’t sure if it would be a “Hi I’m a crazy stalker” thing or if it would be a nice gesture. I came to the conclusion that it was somewhere in the middle. Maybe not a crazy stalker thing, but still a little weird. Maybe next time.

I didn’t get my picture taken with her either. Much too nervous. And again, I don’t want to cross the stalker line. Yet…

But it was great seeing her. She has been a positive influence in my life. From our schooldays where she was one of the nicest people I knew. To my present, where she was the first concert I went to and re-affirmed the positive image.

Sorry, Skye told me not to go all fanboy hah. Let’s finish off with the pictures. I should have stayed longer and taken more. But that damn Stereo Studio is a sucky place to take pictures. Just like the Utah gig. Anyway, here goes.

She’s much prettier in real life. I am not worthy.

On my way home I bought a Dr Pepper. Never tried that before. What an odd flavour. What is that, cinnamon? I can’t place it. I wish I could have some Mountain Dew. That has the best name ever.

Aaand that’s it.

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1. Katherine Says:
   July 27th, 2005 at 8:27 e

   Scandinavian people seem to be universally beautiful.

   That little kitty, btw, reminds me of the Mutts orange one…the one who lived at the Shelter but got adopted.

2. Julie Says:
   July 28th, 2005 at 7:09 e

   It’s prune juice. Yummy Dr. Pepper.

3. Plume » Blog Archive » I Owe You Says:
   January 15th, 2006 at 20:16 e

   [...] won’t bore you with I suddenly saw this picture in my photoalbum: Moomincat. From an entry written on July 25th last year. I met him outside my house when I went to Tina Dickow’s autograph sessi [...]

You Gotta Have Seoul

My Willie Nelson CDs were a big success. My mother was almost going out of her way to show me how much she appreciated it. Sweet. My dad was very impressed too. “I’m so old fashioned, I can’t even begin to understand the concept of making your own CDs”. Haha. He was all interested in it too, helped me with the printer ink etc. It was nice.

I wish I could have a nice, normal, happy family more often.

Two pictures.

That’s Bent, my mother’s brother. And his wife Pia. I have only met her 2-3 times. I still think of “Bent and Annette”. His old wife. Pia seems nice enough though. I hope they’re happy. They’re playing golf in our back yard. They bought some kind of home-golf kit.

My dad and my grandad. 82 years old he is.

Ungh. Vacation is over. I’m going to try and not get too whiny over.

Ah, nuts to that. I don’t want my vacation to end waaaaah.

Etcetera.

I’m going to be knackered tomorrow. I hate getting up early. It will take a few days to get used to it again. And getting used to dealing with everything. People, busses, work, life. I wish I could have vacation all the time. I know it would leave me sad and empty and frustrated and bitter. But it’s so… easy. You know? Sleeping late. Waking up, knowing that they day will offer only simplicity. Freedom. Going to see the animals. Spending hours in front of the computer. Sleeping when I want to. It’s not a life, but it’s easy. So easy. Can you blame me for wanting an easy life? Every day is such a struggle. Today I will have pity for myself, tomorrow I will start working on everything again.

Oh and tomorrow I’ll see Tina Dickow too. So it ain’t not all bad. Assuming I can get up in the morning.

Back to work.

This entry was posted on Sunday, July 24th, 2005 at 21:48 and is filed under Blogging. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site. Edit this entry.

I Can’t Believe You Don’t Shut Up

Happy birthday to my mother. Fifty years old. That’s like… half a century, almost.

I managed to get the Willie Nelson CDs done. Unfortunately our printer sucks so the result don’t look too good. And why not take a picture to make them look even worse?

There ya go. Just a general impression. On the computer monitor I think they look really good actually. It makes me want to make mix CDs again so I can make more covers, haha.

“You would think it was bought in a store”. Said my dad. Haha. He doesn’t buy many CDs in stores I guess. But my mother was happy with them. My mother, my father and my grandfather. They were all very impressed. That’s great. It makes me happy to do something nice like this. We’re not the tightest, perfectest family. Doing something nice to surprise my mother, that’s good. I feel like a good son, for once.

Yes, my grandad is here. That’s nice too. He had that stroke recently, you might remember. He is looking even older and more frail than ever. I’m glad I’ve gotten to say hi to him. It may sound morbid, but you never know if I’d get another chance. He can’t travel much and neither can I, yet. When my grandmother died I hadn’t seen her for years. At least that won’t happen again.

We had more visitors earlier, my mother’s brother and his wife. It makes me a little stressed when people come in our house. It’s supposed to be my safe place. Where I can be myself and hide away if I need it. But it has just been one day, I shan’t complain.

Methinks I shan’t.

Went to the playground too. Per told me that they had pictures from the animal show up. You remember the animal show? When I won the first prize with Magnethe. When I got the gold medal. You remember the gold medal, right? The gold medal? Okay. Well, he told me that they had hung them up on the wall inside. So I went in and checked them out. Fun. And Magnethe followed me inside hehe. Then I went outside and I heard Alice (It’s a good thing I have a cast section, eh?) inside going “Magnethe, you’re not supposed to be in here”. And then I heard some kind of ruckuss, a bang. There are workers inside still, it sounded like some of their equipment fell on the floor maybe. And then Magnethe came sprinting out, baahing her little heart out. Such a cutie. She looks funny when she runs too. She swirls her head around, as if it gains her momentum. Maybe it does. It’s cute. Mads does it too I think. Not sure about Mathilde. I saw them all running today. There was a big truck that pulled into the playground. To heist out their big container, full of hay and junk I think. Anyway, a big noisy machine. That’s not something the goats like. As soon as the truck pulled out again they saw their chance to run as fast as they could, out on the horses’ field. Far away from the big noisy machine.

Now I must go. Get back to work on my fantabulous contraption that stops time. I have two days to get it done before vacation runs out. Where is Rambaldi when you need him?

This entry was posted on Friday, July 22nd, 2005 at 22:43 and is filed under Blogging. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site. Edit this entry.

1. Belinda Says:
   July 23rd, 2005 at 9:58 e

   happy birthday to lasse’s mum!

2. Kat Says:
   July 23rd, 2005 at 22:45 e

   Happy Birthday to your Mom!

On The Road Again

A nice day today. I got up fairly early and went and got my hair cut.

You know you’re lonely when having a girl cut your hair is the closest thing you’ve had to physical contact in 6 months.

Hey, she was like stroking my hair. That’s intimate.

After that I went to the playground. It was raining, so the goats were standing under a roof. I sat down on some wooden boards and had my fun with them.

A little later on three girls came to see the horses in their stables. I noticed they were looking over at me several times. I didn’t think that was odd. After all I am not unappreciative of the fact that a grown man sitting with three goats is sort of… not normal.

A little more later on they came over to me. And we talked for a bit. They asked me if it didn’t hurt when Mads was ramming his horns into me. I told them it didn’t. Mathilde does it too. If she thinks I have apples in my pocket then she’ll start ramming into my side, pushing me almost. I’m not sure if her tactic is “If I push really hard here then some apple slices are bound to fall out”. Or if it’s “If I push really hard here then he’ll think I’m the cutest thing ever and he’ll give me apple slices”. In any case it works, it just makes me giggle. And if I have apples then she gets them. Clever girl.

Anyway, it was nice talking to the girls. Mads was being very in-your-face. Something like this. He’ll rub his head up and down, even try to lick my face. The girls loved that. “Oooh he’s being all cuddly”. “Heehee he’s kissing you”. Sweet. Eventually two of the girls left, the last girl was the one most interested in the goats. She sat down with me for a while.

Socializing can be nice.

I’m going to have to do some of it tomorrow. It’s my mother’s 50th birthday. We weren’t actually going to do anything special. But then we almost had a family feud with her brother and his family. And long story short, now they’re coming tomorrow. They’ll all be going out to dinner. I’m not going to go. But they will be at our house too so it’s not like I’m completely avoiding it. There will be 5-6 people that I haven’t seen for years. That will be a lot for me already. Also, I’m most likely going to go see FC Barcelona train at Atletion stadium. Unless I’m too tired or the weather is too horrible. But I’ll probably go, so that will be a big day with lots to deal with.

Usually we don’t make a big deal out of the presents. Normally my mother would just buy something for herself and I’d reimburse. Sweet eh? This year I’m making the presents myself. I’m making her two CDs. Willie Nelson live concerts. She likes Willie a lot. I don’t know how much she’ll like the live shows, she’s not into live music the way I am. But she will listen to live music if the quality is good enough. So I hope she’ll like the CDs. It’s the thought that counts anyway. It’s been fun to make the CD covers. I think they turned out pretty brilliantly. Only problem is that our printer is out of ink. My dad has said that he’ll go buy some printer ink tomorrow morning, so I can print them out while they all go out and celebrate. Hopefully it won’t look too bad when printed.

I feel like I’m 8 years old. “Look mum I made you something!”. Homemade presents are always the best. Right?

On another note, I got a comment from an old classmate on my “google search” entry. Sureka. The supermodel. She google-searched her own name and found my entry about google-searching. Fun. She’s studying film in South Africa. Hasn’t been back in Denmark in 4 years. Wow. But that was kind of what I was hoping for with that entry too, getting in touch with old classmates. Fascinating.

Now if only I knew who it was that found my blog by searching for Stefan’s name…

Finally we shall finish with pictures from yesterday. Don’t forget I’d still like comments on the gallery.

Mathilde is a sweet girl. She isn’t all innocent though. She will sometimes have a go at the sheeps. So you know you’re in trouble when this happens:

She got caught up in White’s leash. And couldn’t get away. I managed to separate them before they got in a big tangle though.

Magnethe is starting to be more confident around Mads. Yesterday she even faced him when he tried to ram her. Instead of running away.

Look at my brave little girl. She was doing the “jump up high to intimidate the opponent” thing too. Must have learned it from Mathilde.

But chiefly she is still a cutie par excellence.

I love it when they get down and roll around and sort of press themselves into the ground like they’re trying to dig themselves down. They know how to get comfy.

And that’s the end of that episode.

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1. Lindsay Says:
   July 22nd, 2005 at 15:46 e

   I

Gallery Moderne

Allow me to proudly present: plume.dk/gallery! Finally done. Finally plume.dk has a a picture section.

It currently holds more than 2000 pictures. Almost every one I have ever taken. Now I don’t expect anyone to look through all that. But I have wasted a lot of time on this (literally, I lost a week’s work in some digital accident), so I would appreciate it if some of y’all would take a look at it. Maybe tell me what you think. Good, bad, lukewarm. That would be nice.

Let’s celebrate the gallery with a picture of Magnethe:

Look, she has a boxer’s nose!

I don’t know how many people actually click the pictures to see the bigger versions, but from now on if you click the thumb then you get taken to the big picture in the gallery. So if you want to leave a comment on a picture then you can do it there. Very handy. *nudge-nudge*

In other news, I am disappointed to hear that Smirnoff Ice apparently isn’t vodka? What the hey is a malt beverage? It says vodka mix. It just… sounds so much cooler to say you’re drinking vodka. Hah. But don’t nobody worry, I’m not turning alcoholic. I promise. A Bacardi Breezer here, a Smirnoff Ice there. Won’t even get me drunk.

That is all for today. My vacation is running out, slowly. I’m not going to think about that though. Tomorrow I’m going to go get a haircut. On Friday I’m going to go see FC Barcelona train at Atletion, the Aarhus stadium. Monday I’ll see Tina Dickow at the autograph session. Yes, it’s all good.

All good.

This entry was posted on Wednesday, July 20th, 2005 at 23:36 and is filed under Blogging. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site. Edit this entry.

1. meredith Says:
   July 21st, 2005 at 1:48 e

   is it bad that i wanna go and get drunk with ya? i think we’d have fun. not even go to a bar. just load up on some smirnoff, listen to cds all night and write angsty kick-ass poetry and laugh. i think it’d be way awesome. i swear if i ever save up enough money, i’m comin’! :)

2. larry brown is a skank Says:
   July 21st, 2005 at 17:18 e

   you mofo you, you almost tricked me into using this immoral system of communication instead of the guestbook, by putting the link to it above the one to the guestbook. what have i ever done to you, huh, aside from pouring my eternal pious devotion and unconditonal love? biatch, our relationship as worshipper and god is DONE, i tell you!

Beam Me Up, Scotty

Star Trek’s Scotty, James Doohan, dead at 85

I never really got into the original Star Trek series. Mainly because it wasn’t broadcast in Denmark when it came out. Eventually, much later, some of it was shown in Denmark and I watched it with a strange mix of curiosity and giddiness. But you can imagine what it’s like to have watched The Next Generation later series and then going back to the original series. It looks very old and quaint compared. Nonetheless I’m a big fan of all things Starry, be it Trek or Wars, and who doesn’t love Scotty?

If heaven needs an engineer, then I think they have found their man.

Quotable Scotty.

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The Princess Of My Heart

I bought some more vodka. I think maybe alcohol is the solution to all my problems.

You can’t fault that logic!

Also, I realized something today. Magnethe’s birthday is almost the same as mine. I’mg going through the gallery still. The first pictures of her are from March 18th. My birthday is March 15th. She was only a few days old when I first saw her. So I’d imagine her birthday must be around the 16th. If not the 15th even. Isn’t that something?

Speaking of Magnethe, she’s getting her own folder in my gallery. She’s just so lovely, she deserves a special place.

You may think it’s silly that I love her so much. But she sort of represents the good in my life. The happiness I have found. She has been a big part of that. Not just by being cute and wonderful but also by giving me the chance to talk to people at the playground. Having fun with the kids. And talking to Kurt, the guy who owns the animals. Everybody just loves Magnethe so much that it makes everything easier. It comes natural.

So she has done a lot for me. And of course, she’s super cute.

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1. Desiree Says:
   July 18th, 2005 at 22:34 e

   I’m a little concerned about the alcohol. Our baby’s Uncle Plume must please not become an alcoholic. Mette could tell you bad, bad stories about that – and I could. And you probably could too. Be careful, eh!

One Step Forward, Two Steps Back

I just lost about a week’s worth of work on my gallery. Down the drain. Puff of smoke. Disappeared into bites and bits.

What-EVER.

I’ll redo it without descriptions. That won’t take too long. And no one is going to look through all the pictures anyway so no one will miss the descriptions.

Except me. Oh well.

I wish I had more vodka.

If you’re my livejournal friend then I suggest you go there cause I made a friends-only post and it’s beautiful.

Listening: Mew – Comforting Sounds (050607)

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Beautiful Freak

I’m drinking vodka. I kid you not.

Smirnoff Ice. It’s the best alkyhol I have ever had I think. But then I have not ever had that much.

Working on my gallery. Doing the 2005 section now. Putting up pictures from my vacation with Skye. You know, the one where we broke up. Very odd. I have had those pictures lying around for 6 months, not knowing what to do with them. Not wanting to look at them. But now was the time. To get them resized and retouched and uploaded. It gave me a very strange feeling. Like I was right back there in our vacation house. Alone in the Netherlands. Lonesome.

But it was okay. I am glad to have the memories. The good as well as the bad. I don’t want to forget.

Let me introduce you to my new song love:

James Blunt – You’re Beautiful
—-

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I’m sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won’t lose no sleep on that,
‘Cause I’ve got a plan.

You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fucking high,
And I don’t think that I’ll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don’t know what to do,
‘Cause I’ll never be with you.

You’re beautiful. You’re beautiful.
You’re beautiful, it’s true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it’s time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.
—

Best chorus ever. I want to sing it to all the girls I know. You’re beautiful, it’s true. I know way too many girls who aren’t happy with themselves. “These are too small”, “that is too big”. “This thing is crooked”. And it goes for all of them that they are beautiful but they have a hard time seeing it.

Not that I don’t know how hard it is to accept yourself. I wish someone had told me that I was beautiful. White lies save lives.

Mmm that’s good vodka.

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1. meredith Says:
   July 17th, 2005 at 2:50 e

   smirnoff ice is goooooood stuff. i think smirnoff makes some different flavors too. there’s a low-carb black cherry that tastes like vanilla. odd, huh? but goooood.

   hey…can you email me that song? i’d love to hear it. xox

2. Florida Girl Says:
   July 17th, 2005 at 15:14 e

   You are beautiful too!

Tina Again

Tina Dickow is coming to Århus again. Her new album will be released on the 25th, and she’s doing a signing session at Stereo Studio. Ten minutes away from my work. On the first day after my vacation is over. That’s handy. I’ll go buy the new album, In The Red, and get it signed. And I’ll get to say hi to Tina again. Exellent. I hope my camera will be fixed by then, I’d really like to get an audio/visual clip of her.

In any case, I’m looking forward to it. Tina is the best.

Hmm, I think I’m going to bring my old “schooltimer”. It’s a little publication thing from highschool, it has photos of all the classes. I still have mine, from 1994 I think. Would be fun to have her sign our class picture, right? I still want to scan it some time. Proof that I went to school with her.

I’m all excited! I get to see Tina! Wheeee. Maybe I could get someone to take a picture of me with her… ah well, I’m not sure I would dare to do that. I would settle for less anyway. Just saying hi and getting an autograph, that would make my day.

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1. Anne Says:
   July 16th, 2005 at 0:58 e

   Held og lykke med autograferne – der må da stå nogen, som kan bruge dit gamle kamera. Snak med en af de smarte fyre i butikken – de vil gøre alt for en kommende stamkunde. Sig, at Anne gerne vil se billedet.

You Have Clicked On A Link

I guess there’s a new hotmail security policy in effect:

What?!?!? I clicked on a link that might lead to a site OUTSIDE hotmail or MSN?!?! OMG I’m doomed! I’m sure I have already been infected by multiple viruses and that my credit card information has been mailed to the Russian internet-mafia. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?!?

“If you’re not paranoid then you’re not using Microsoft”

EDIT: Hmm I guess it’s not a new general policy. Doesn’t happen with all links. I should apologise. I’m sorry Microsoft. Please don’t sue me.

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Be Alarmed

I love having vacation. The ultimate feeling of freedom is the ability to ignore the alarm clock in the morning. Punching the snooze button 5 times in a row. In vacation the alarm clock is like Superman in a room full of Kryptonite. A weak impersonation of former glory.

Re-enactment of my morning:

Riiing.

“ZZzzzzzz”

Riiiiiiiiiiing.

“Aaaah. Zzzzzzzz”

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing.

“I wonder if I should get up now? Naaah. Zzzzzzzzzzzz”.

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing.

“Foolish appliance, you have no power over me. ZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz”.

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing.

“Did you hear something? I didn’t hear anything! I guess it was nothing then. ZZZZZzzzzzzzz”.

And yet I know… the clock will take horrible revenge on me when vacation runs out. Because you know, Superman always survives. Somehow he escapes the Kryptonite and comes back in full force.

I am the villain of the story. No matter how cool I am, I live on borrowed time. The good guys always win in the end.

Okay, enough Superman/alarm clock metaphors. It’s getting stupid. Speaking of sleep though, I think it’s interesting that my dreams are full of celebrities. Lenny Kravitz. Emilie de Ravin. The leadsinger of Maroon 5. Interesting. Not so strange though. Seeing as I have virtually no social life. Especially here in the vacation. I see very few people. So instead the TV and movie stars populate my dreams.

And I like it like that.

I don’t like that my camera is still out for repairs. I called today, but the girl from the call center said she couldn’t see anything. She would tell the store in Århus to call me and let me know what was going on. So now I’m waiting for that. Grumble. I miss it. But at least my old cam is still acceptable.

I’m still working on my gallery. Doing pictures from 2004 now. That was a big year for me. Odd to look back at it. The Reva center, the hospital business, Kulturgyngen. And discovering the playground. The first pictures of Mads and Mathilde. Little did I know how much they would come to mean to me. Interesting to look back on.

In other good news: my internet upgrade kicked in today. 4000/700. That’s good broadband!

And then I had a nice time at the playground. I brought a plastic bag full of carrot and apple slices. Wanted to spoil my goats. But I didn’t get to give them much. There was group of kids who wanted to feed the goats, so I ended up giving them most of the apples and carrots.

It was still fun though. Like I said yesterday, it’s very sweet to see the kids have fun with the animals. “Is it dangerous?”, “can I pet it?”, “can I feed it”, “Mads really loves you”. Animals make everyone happy, not least kids. There was a girl who didn’t speak Danish, so I spoke to her in English. She was probably 9-10 years old but her English was as good as mine. They were all nice, the kids. I’m happy that I can help them get to know the goats. I wish someone had done that for me when I was a kid. Animal contact would have done me good.

How can you not love them?

It almost looks like a little beard on Magnethe, doesn’t it? She’s so cute.

And Mathilde found the secret food stash. Those goats will get in anywhere. And apparently pig food is yummy too.

I heard that Miss Piggy is pregnant. So I guess we’ll get cute little pigglies soon. She was taking a nice nap here. Her real name is Yvonne.

Now I’m off to work on the gallery. See you laterz.

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1. meredith Says:
   July 14th, 2005 at 1:46 e

   the lead singer of maroon5 is HOTT. i wouldn’t mind stealing him from your dreams if you need me to.

2. Katherine Says:
   July 15th, 2005 at 5:46 e

   I love that the pig is named Yvonne. It’s just very Jollity Farm. And Magnethe is as beautiful as ever. Animal names are so much better than people names…

   Here are the lyrics to Jollity Farm (by the Bonzododadog Band)

   Theres a farm called Misery, but of that well have none
   Because we know of one
   Thats always lots of fun (Ha ha!)
   And this ones name is Jollity; believe me, folks, its great

   For everything sings out to us as we go through the gate
   All the little pigs, they grunt and howl
   (Grunt, howl, grunt, howl)
   The cats mee-yow
   (Mee-yow, mee-yow)
   The dogs bow-wow
   (Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff)
   Everybody makes a row
   Down on Jollity Farm

   All the little birds go tweet, tweet, tweet
   (birdsong, piano noodle)
   The lambs all bleat
   (baaaaa!)
   And shake their feet
   (rattle)
   Everythings a perfect treat
   Down on Jollity Farm

   Regular as habit
   The cocks begin to crow
   Can the old buck rabbit sing “Stuff it up your jumper”
   Voh-doh-deh-oh

   All the little ducks go quack quack quack
   (quack quack quack)
   The cows go Moo
   (honk)
   The bull does, too
   (whonk!)
   Everyone says how do you do
   Down on Jollity Farm