Back at work. Things has ground to a halt here. The new machine has arrived, but some responsible person needs to plug it in.
Spent the weekend at my parent's house. My
little sister (
long time no see since she moved from
Uppsala to
PiteƄ) was there as well, and we spent Friday evening at the
club. Not
a club, but
the club - my
home town is kind of small.
I brought most of my
mp3 collection back home. Yay, music!
Spent
yesterday shopping with P at an outlet. Not very exciting. Watched
Gladiator. Quite good,
Zimmer's music had some interesting rip-off's from a number of other
soundtracks.
Musings: The Dream of the Tattoo has left me. I tried to find out why I wanted that tattoo, plunged my hand deep into the velvet bag that is my
subconscious and came up with The Aesthetic Answer: It Would Look Really Nice.
Not the Self-Defining Answer: I Want To Be A Guy With A Tattoo.
I guess I'll spend the next year filling in the thin stripe with a marker when my chest is going to be exposed (the horror!) and eventually getting tired of doing so, returning to
Tabula Rasa after a couple of showers.
Today's Soundtrack: Air -
Talisman