2001-12-17 - 10:50 p.m. - +

Today was monday. That's never good. But much to my surprise I wasn't feeling sick. Out of the blue I've gotten better. I was still tired as always. But not sick. I guess Dr Skye's advice to close my windows at night worked. I prefer falling asleep to the cold crisp air. But I guess the heat did good.
disease
Work wasn't much fun as always though. Did a little floor washing and time wasting between 9-10. 10-13 was spent in the computer room with Peter. Much like any other day. We're trying to get the network running. It's down. All the clients can't see the master pc. This has got us stumped. And since I have no experience in networking pc's I'm not much help. But hey at least I didn't pass out in a cup of coffee.
death
I learned some good news though. I will have a vacation. Yessss. Almost 2 weeks. Sweet pristine floor may I kiss you in joy. Just have to get through this week. Then it's hooliday. My brother will be home though. That spoils it a little. Still, no getting up in the morning. Sweet.
always
And I learned something else. It seems The Barn has hired a newguy. He's going to be there from 9 to 12. Just like me. Maybe he's going to be my replacement. He's probably going to be all active and socializing and hard working. 9-10 should be interesting now. With 4 people walking around pretending that there's stuff to do. After that I can retire into the computer room. I don't think he'll be working in there. Maybe he's not my replacement after all.
dying
I wonder what we're going to do at "coffee"/breakfast. When everybody is at work there are 8 people. And there are 8 places at the table. I was lucky enough to get the corner. Hiding away in the corner of the room as always. But if that guy is going to be there then we'll be 9. They'll probably throw me out. Or maybe they just figure I'm sick all the time.. Or maybe they are firing me. Wouldn't that be a nice christmas present.
rotting
Yes, it's a complicated existance.
fading
At least there are now two people from Aarhus on Diaryland. Amazing. It's a small world after all.
slipping away
But it's okay. Cause there's no war in my world. There's no war in my world. I'm not gay, but chicks just get in the way.
always
Ring.. ring.. ring..
fading
Have I mentioned Zwan yet in this entry? No. Okay, I'll make up for that. Apparently Billy is still playing games. Zwan is 5 (or 8) different bands. Zwan. Djali Zwan. The True Poets of Zwan. Jolly Zwan. Whatever. And I don't care. Because I love them. And their songs. So if they have to be 5 bands to create a story to keep the music alive and billy interested.. fine with me. As long as they keep playing. It's so good. And most of the shows get out to the public a couple of days after they're played. It's amazing.
failing
Ring.. ring.. ring.. ring.. ring.. ring.. ring.. ring.. ring.. ring.. ring.. Ring those fucking bells.
I
and all who hear it may choose to ignore it, they can try to sleep, enjoy their food, make love and come three times.. but the bell rings on
won't
Ring...
let
"I'd like to play one more song for you.. I'd really like to play a thousand more songs for you".
you
Ring.
down
So anyway. That was the daily zwan section of our lives. In other news: the fridge was not repaired today. The super came and checked it out. It simply needs a thermostat change. 5 minutes. But the Thermostat changing patrol can't come till tomorrow. They're busy. So we leave our food in the freezing back yard again. At least it breaks the routines.
go
Dear Santa... don't even ask.
die
There was a rocket in the sky today. At first I thought it was fireworks. It's that time of year. Constant explosions and firecracker whines in the air. They're like crows looking at pretty shiny objects. "Look it explodes wheeeeeee. Let's do it again". Doesn't it get boring after 5000 explosions? My scar on my foot itches every new year.
you
And as I was saying, something was rising in the sky. It looked a little like those puff clouds you see after airplanes except it was rising straight upwards. And pretty fast. And then it sort of turned and flew over our house and eventually disappeared. I kept waiting for a giant explosion and the ground shaking. It looked like a missile. I don't know what it was. Maybe I was hallucinating and it was just one of our bananas. I took pictures of it but they all came out crap because my camera sucks. It might as well have been a banana.
fade
4 days till vacation. I can stay a live that long. Probably.
out
np: zwan - the number of the beast (011214)
again
...cause in my dreams it's always there...
what's up doc?

back and forth

clix




try to understand
the ones I love and their demands
so unfair when they can't see
that I'm the boy who really needs

your love i suppose

I just want peace
diaryland
to be free at last