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Saturday 17Jan2009 22:28
Things you probably don’t know about me. Part 6 of 16.
There are people who are amazing on making mixtapes/cds/whatever (mix LPs, that’s what I want to see). They take time and the end result is you sitting there, mouth agape, the music ringing in the ears and your brain splattered across the wall because the selection and order is so mind-blowingly good. Me? I’m decent. I got another card up my sleeve.
The booklets are my kind of thing. Thick and lots of text and images, some tied together with string, others made like a giant jigsaw puzzle. While I take time to choose songs and order — because you have to, it’s the law — it’s nothing when measured in time I take with making the booklet. Especially when dealing with mix cds, without a proper booklet, what’s the big deal? It is too easy. This way, it’s adds a difficulty level when choosing songs, there has to be something I can write about. I have to think and be articulate about what otherwise might had been intuitive
And besides, I love booklets with bought cds as well. Really love them. So I always get saddened when it’s just a small paper with song titles and copyrights. Fuck that. Give me texts! Give me stories! Give me photos! So there’s no way I could do that to anyone, no matter how much longer it might take to get finished because I’m too lazy.

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Tuesday 03Feb2009 2:14
Differences between left and right.
- Left hand warm, right hand cold.
- Left index straight, right index has a callus
- Left used to have some burn marks from a battery, right used to have more paper cuts.
- Left is a bit weaker, right has wobbly wrist.
- Left is always left, right might sometimes be “the other left”.
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Wednesday 04Feb2009 15:36
(Nikkor AF-S 50f1.4 | 0-5s | f3.5 | ISO100)
GPOYW — “I should be working so I can afford a tripod and don’t have to place the camera on piled up books”-edition.
And really, I should be working because I’m visiting friends for a week starting tomorrow, so the deadline must hold. Must! It’s a new kind of feeling really, when the deadline can’t be budged, run over twice and then burst into flames.
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Monday 23Feb2009 15:42
Should I write something about the Oscars? Fuck no. There are more important things I’ve been thinking about. Like the Official Rules of Night Badminton! Exciting, yes? It should be, any game where you get to use the phrases “that was close!” and “there it is!” is amazing. Since I got no real clue about sports at all the rules will be sketchy. Also, they’re a work in progress.
- A game of NB must be played at night, outside, in the dark.
- Light sources of fire close by or on the field is okay.
- A game is five rounds where-in a round is a arbitrary concept which the combatants agree on beforehand.
- There are four combatants in each game. The field is four areas in a square.
- Two points when you hit the ball, one point when you’re close to hitting it, and minus one if you have to look for it when you’ve missed. Three points if you hit the ball on someone else’s area.
- You must hit the ball towards the other combatants but there are no rule about which one.
- If it’s windy, your arms will be sore the morning after. There will be masturbation jokes.
- If a combatant dies during a game, it will win automatically. Because really, it’s a shitty way to go. While it’s still embarrassing, at least this way their family can say they won.
- A tournament needs the following equipment besides a field and a fistfull of rackets:
- A whiteboard
- Pens in different colours
- A flashlight
- A drunk judge
- Cheese
- Talk about other things during the game by the combatants are encouraged. So are drinking beer.
- If you play to win, you’re doing it wrong.
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Saturday 28Feb2009 0:02
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Since I can’t sing — really really, that monotone howl is not singing. Perhaps it’s just a hell of a lack of discipline and practice and vocal co-cordination, but still. There are moments where the hubris can’t even gain one ounce of momentum.
However, there are other people out there that can sing. And play. And do all those things that I myself isn’t so good at. Aron is one of those (his brother is a bit better on writing things in his tumblr though). He knows the lyrics I’ve written far better than I do, and he can sing and play and even record it properly. Amazing person really.
I began writing this song during Kontext in Uppsala and finished it a few days later while I visited said Aron and his woman. Short timeframe for being me, but since I wrote the first words during the last weekend in October and was finished in very early in November, I can claim it took me a month.
When the stars come tumbling down
the debris burning up the sky
wish we’ll dance in the fires af armageddon
or at least that we’ll try
because with out that
what’s the point of getting by?
Today he sent me this recording of my song In the Firelight of a Smile. Far far better than I anticipated. Amazing person, really.
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Monday 02Mar2009 1:23
While it’s a tad expensive, on Sundays there are few options. On the other hand, they have an excellent selection of teas. And these tables on the upper floor? With bolts and whatnots? I want one, damnit I want one.
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