Crankster

I'm having trouble understanding how the hell a real estate company that rents out apartments to several hundred people can be completely impossible to get a hold of. I've been trying to get a hold of my landlord for several weeks now. I've called them ridiculous amounts of times, and there's never anyone answering. They won't respond to emails either. What the hell is going on? Don't these people have anyone working in their office? I'm supposed to move out of my apartment in a month, and I can't fuckin' get a hold of anyone to arrange the whole thing. It's really starting to piss me off.

I got plane tickets now, at least. I'm landing in Copenhagen on august 12th, and flying back here on the 26th. This will be the first time I go home since I came here over a year ago. I'm looking forward to seeing my family and all my friends, but I'm not looking forward to trying to get everything done that I need to get done while I'm in Sweden. It's going to be a busy two weeks...

I've been working some overtime for the past two weeks. Nothing excessive yet, but I'm still getting pretty tired. The projects I've been working on lately haven't exactly been all that interesting, so I haven't really been a big fan of work lately. I've been yanked around from one project to another so much, sometimes up to four different projects a day, that I can't help but feel that there is no way the result of my work can be anything other than half-assed.

It has also been getting to me that some people seem to have this predefined image of me being some kind of anti-social recluse just because I usually don't talk much. I have no problems whatsoever communicating if there is something I need to communicate. I've done craploads of public speaking in various contexts, I've been in musicals and theatrical productions both as singer, actor and director, and done more concerts as a musician than I even remember. Believe me when I say that speaking up doesn't bother me in the least. I just don't talk much. Firstly because I'm at work to work. If I have something to do, I focus on what I'm doing. I get payed to insure that the quality of the software I'm testing is up to par, not to sit around and bullshit. Secondly, I see no need to talk if there is nothing I need to say or add to a conversation. I participate in conversations just as much as the next guy, but I do so by listening and reflecting on what's being said, not by opening my mouth.

I've been having this weird hay-feverish feeling for the past week or so, which is weird, since I've never had that past May before. Nikki told me that Ragweed is pollinating like mad right now. Hm... Have I aquired a new allergy? That would suck.
Bleeeeeh... I'm tired and cranky. I really should sleep more.

Tam tam

First of all, I put some more songs up on my myspace. Enjoy!
Recording is going well, but slowly. Since I play all instruments myself and only record one track at the time, recording one song usually takes me at least one full day. There's always the initial playing around with the tune to find the right arrangement, then a bunch of takes for each track to get things right... And I'm far from a great bass player, so it usually takes a while before I even get through the part without messing it up.

I went to the Tam-Tams in Montreal today. It was the perfect day for it, nice and sunny. I met some interesting people who did some cool poi spinning, and poied a whole lot myself. Fun times!

cold bass

I finally got my bass yesterday, at long last. However, Murphy's law immediately messed things up, as it often does. I got a huge head cold, so I've been home from work for two days now. Sucks ass. I've tried it out a little bit, it sound pretty good, but I'm too exhausted to really play the damn thing. Bleh... Well, lots of garlic, vitamins and icky blue liquid decongestant will hopefully get me back on my feet soon. I hate head colds. Always makes me feel like I've been hit by a train. Bleeeh... whine whine whine...