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[Jul. 24th, 2005|06:17 pm] |
ever tried getting home from harmless holidays in another country, only to find that you have about two weeks to get all your stuff ready, to move into a different country leaving everything else behind?
you should, it's fun.
andrew goes norrrwwaaayyyyy and finally joins his fellow crazy norwegians. in, yeah, about two weeks. |
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[Jul. 11th, 2005|10:29 pm] |
i'm aliiiive
and i'm off to corfu that's greece via bari that's italy and then i might go to vienna or kopenhagen or hamburg i don't know yet but anyway i'm going
and maybe i finally move to norway as well we'll see what the letter tells me on july 20th
and i've packed Burroughs and Bazin to read, one to entertain and the other to strain myself to sleep, which one does what i do not know yet
and i've compiled an 8 1/2 hour playlist for the train and ferry rides
and i'm alive though i'm probably still putting far too much thought into being alive and life in general
but
living is an art, and art is nice!
love to those who know me a little beyond mere acquaintanceship, there are few left. |
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[Jun. 21st, 2005|05:37 pm] |
alright
i bought into it
i'm showing my toes for summer
but sandals are still way out of question!
i got some sort of ... leather flip flops
it's not as bad as it sounds
and less interesting of course |
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[Jun. 14th, 2005|08:16 am] |
When you wake up
Feelin old
At this piano filled with souls
Some strange purse
Stuffed nervous with gold
Can you be where you want to be?
Walk down any street
You can find
Look at any clock telling time
Sing some strange verse
From some strange song of vines
And youll be where you want to be
I know I can't sing
Until she brings the song to life
And I blend with kings
Id never change a thing
Who knows anything
I don't know
There are so many things
I must leave alone
Some strange person is calling you their home
Can you be where you want to be?
Can you be
Where you want to be?
Can you be
Where you want to be?
Can you be
Where you want to be?
Wilco, When You Wake Up Feeling Old. |
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[Jun. 5th, 2005|12:58 pm] |
les films sont plus harmonieux que
la vie. Il n'ya pas d'embouteillages
dans les films, pas de temps morts.
Les films avancent comme des trains,
tu comprends, comme des trains dans
la nuit. Des gens comme toi, comme
moi, on est fait pour être heureux
dans le travail, dans notre travail
de cinéma. |
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[Jun. 4th, 2005|02:50 pm] |
two sides
i'm voting for yours
this day was made for threes,
this day was made for fours
moments of moments of moments
with eyes like summer shade
parading down the avenue
keeping calm while watching you
the trick is to keep quiet |
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[May. 2nd, 2005|10:45 pm] |
what a fucking day
went to bed late yesterday, got up early today
working on a paper
then my dad arriving home again from hospital
him (understandably, but regretfully) grumpy and bitter, nothing is right
my mum totally stressed out
i try to level out
then leave for university
lots of blahs and blehs and hot air
think i fell asleep once
it didn't make much sense anyway
then went for a drink with the finest girl in town
it was good conversation
but not more
though i did save her from caterpillar attack.
now i'm home and there's more parental stress
of the unusual sort
and i drink coffee and listen to a new ryan adams record
and this guy can yell and shout, can make his strings buzz
gotta be nice to know how to yell and shout like that |
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[Apr. 25th, 2005|12:41 pm] |
actually, regarding my happy happy outburst yesterday, i take it all back.
should've guessed, couldnt've been that easy.
rules are: i need to have lived in norway for two consecutive years in the period of the last five years. sooooo
i'm back where i started
except that i do have the possibility to get a bachelor up north and finish a master somewhere else |
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[Apr. 24th, 2005|06:08 pm] |
today, andrew who has spent every month since starting university last
october wondering how the hell he's gonna get out of his parents house,
how to earn money to pay rent and to study without having to stay at
university for 10+ years, and feeling like shit every day for not being
able to do so, envying every little bastard who gets everything paid by
parents, has found out that NORWAY, the nation that his passport tells
him he comes from, not only gives out student loans and grants of about
1000 euro a month to students of norwegian universities, but to
norwegian students at ANY UNIVERSITY ABROAD. ANY - which means, not only do i
have the possibility to STAY in basel when my 'rents move back up
north, but also to berlin, to barcelona, to bologna, to WHEREVER THE
FUCK I WANT TO GO. WHEREVER.
so you have to excuse the following outburst, but try to imagine how
you'd feel if you'd find out that you could have avoided 12 months (i
cannot apply until next october) of shit at home, you could've gained
incredibly more interesting times with city life in shared flats, if
you'd FILLED OUT A FUCKING FORM.
so
!!!
update: mp3 recording of my insane laughter deleted, as it could be used against me as a proof for my insanity. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2005|03:40 pm] |
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"look at this crowd, all joy and smiles. don't they have any problems to attend to?" |
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[Apr. 19th, 2005|12:52 am] |
these books are made for reading
and that's just what they do
one of these days these books are gonna
read all over you |
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[Apr. 18th, 2005|10:45 pm] |
i got hold of Allen Ginsberg's Howl. this is my definition of a beautiful book. it contains "original draft facsimile, transcript & variant versions, fully annotated by author, with contemporaneous correspondence, account of first public reading, legal skirmishes, precursor texts & bibliography". it's in a rather large 28 by 20 cm format. it contains photocopies of Ginsberg's type- and handwritings. and this particular book seems to have something genuinely pencil-written on the first page, which is, i think, by comparison of handwriting, by Ginsberg himself. like a personal note. or pre-poem. if i read it properly, it goes something like this (much of it is unintelligible, and i very well might be misreading it):
vastness of america + how(l) small he is
lack of compassionate companionship
up on a plane of desolation
adolescent yearning
public bard
child who might fall comes of age
mirror of america
friendship with people
long lives like [unreadable]
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[Mar. 17th, 2005|05:33 pm] |
since i left my stereo speakers at the set where we shot a short film last weekend, i been listening to music through my guitar amp. it's great. it's got this transistor radio thing to it, only louder. and i've been playing The Mendoza Line over it over and over again. they cannot write a bad song!
on an unrelated note, livejournal is a really silly thing, isn't it.
then again, what would anything be without silly things. |
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[Mar. 10th, 2005|06:49 pm] |
from only a slight soft breeze, from what may be the earliest breath of spring air... comes to mind that living here, all senses are numbed. the monotony and repetition of everyday trails, the hospital hygiene air, subtly chemically polluted by industry, like a showcase dome placed over the city and its surroundings, gently suffocating everything.
it's hard to break out when you're moving in something thicker than water. it's easiest to just sleep. |
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[Mar. 8th, 2005|12:22 pm] |
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ok, so after interviewing Mars Volta we decided to not watch their gig in Zurich, but instead return to Basel for the german vorzeigerocker Tocotronic. and wow, was that worth it. best show i've been to in months. incredibly tight! and hey, Trail of Dead this saturday... gotta keep up on the rock! |
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[Mar. 7th, 2005|06:07 pm] |
we interviewed Omar Rodriguez-Lopez from The Mars Volta today! fascinating guy. i started out about two weeks ago, totally not being into their new record, but actually making an effort to see what it was about. now, after talking to him, i kinda get the picture, and i love it.
looking forward to see the interview in print, too. |
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[Mar. 4th, 2005|11:36 am] |
on how money goes around:
- i'm working on earning money as my own little boss. i'm promoting myself around a bit as a computer supporter and a translator / proofreader / freelance writer. this weekend, i'm actually working on my first job - something that might get me around € 150 - 200!
- telling a friend about this, he was impressed, and came up with this idea he had of importing hookahs from people he knew in lebanon and distributing them online throughout switzerland. well i'll be damned if that won't work...
- if that don't work, i'm also doing this online TEFL course, which gives me a diploma to teach english. i'm really starting to dig these little niches where you can make money independently. fuck office work and waking up at 6am...
- i got a wonderful new mp3 player for free. it beats the shit out of iPod mini, and it's called Zen Micro by Creative. i got it because i sent my last mp3 player, the muvo^2, in for repair, and they decided to just give me a new player worth the price i paid originally, one year ago. that's one company policy i like.
- i got a wonnnnnderful red fitted button-down shirt for 3 € at a second hand store that gives parts of profit to drug addict rehab support. ain't that great? they get products almost for free, sell cheap, i get something nice, don't pay much, and other people get help. a middle class liberal's dream... *cough* it is a great shirt though. |
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[Feb. 27th, 2005|02:05 pm] |
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idiots! i see them every-fucking-where. i swear, finding people that don't make my bullshit detector explode everytime they say more than three lines has become a monstrosity of a job. |
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[Feb. 25th, 2005|06:04 pm] |
i bought vinyl today! which was a very stupid thing. because now i have two LPs. and that's not enough. i knew that when i'd start buying vinyls, i'd have to start building up a collection. because just two are a bit of a pity. even 50 would not be enough. so i see me being even more skint the next couple of years...
but! anyway. at least they're great records.
mono - one step more and you die
and
wire - pf456redux,
the latter being a limited edition release with stuff you don't get on the original 'send' cd. so i feel vurrry special now. even the mono one is limited to 2000 pressings. look, i already talk like a record nerd! |
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