Wow, Diaryland was down for ages. Not too long ago Livejournal had a major downperiod too. No one is invulnerable.

But at least George Bush wants a peaceful world, so I'm sure we'll be alrite.

Election is coming up in a couple of weeks in Denmark. I am very pessimistic. Basically it's going to go the same way as in America. Our leader with his blood-soiled hands will be re-elected. But at least we won't have to pay a fee for using our national credit card anymore. I hate politics. I'll do my part and vote but it's frustrating when everyone else is voting the wrong way. I'm not that smart, how come more than half of Denmark can't see the truth when I can? I guess people am even stupider than I are. Lambs to the slaughter, sheep to the laughter.

Politics never fails to get out the cynic in me.

Otherwise things are going okay I guess. It's weekend, that's good. It's supposed to snow tomorrow, that woud be lovely. Work is going okay. I'm not sure if the medication is really working or not but I do feel like the social phobia has gotten better. However there's still depression on and off. So I'm not sure if the medication really is working or if I'm just getting more used to things. I think it is working some. But I hope it'll get better still.

I am feeling pretty comfortable though. I've been answering the phone a lot at work for example. I remember a long time ago in a galaxy far far away when I worked at Hovedland, the publishing house. I dreaded answering the phone there. It gave me panic attacks. I'm still not super happy about answering the phone but I'm handling it quite well and it doesn't scare me so much. Sometimes our office has to take over the phone duties for the whole kulturgyngen center, so we'll answer calls from people who need to get in touch with the book keeping place or the restaurant or the music scene. Then I have to sit and re-direct calls to other places and so on. It seemed awfully complicated to me at first. Especially because no no told me that I was supposed to answer the phone or how to work the system or anything. But now I got it pretty much down and I'm doing fine with it. And I don't get nervous when I go upstairs in the café to get my lemonade at lunch. No matter how many people are up there. In fact I almost look forward to it because it's nice to see the bartenders, say hello and smile and all.

So things could be worse. I want someone to hug though. I want someone to melt together with. I want someone to lie next to me at night. Someone I can watch as she falls asleep. I want someone close.

Some day.

This month's flyer and poster is almost done. I went down to the printing place to give them the cd-rom with the files for the poster. It's always nice to do that. Get to go out and walk. Away from the office and the computers. And there's plenty of time so I can usually walk around a little. Sight-seeing in my own city. Taking pictures.

Byways and side ways

and churches and flags in the wind.

Sunshine casting shadows.

Spires.

Aarhus is a nice city. I wish I could take more pictures of people though. I just get too self conscious. Shyness or phobia or whatever. It's hard for me to attract attention.

I like people. As in, watching people. Looking at them. I like sitting in the bus and looking at people outside. Just normal, average people. I wish I could take pictures of them. Capture little moments. Wonder about their stories. Where they're going. Where they've been. My favourite bus stops are the ones at the train station and the central bus station. Because there are people with bags, people who are traveling. People who have been places or are going places. I liked that about the airport too. A sense of adventure. Schiphol in Amsterdam was such a giant airport. People from all over. The speaker system constanly going "Passengers Mei Xing, Hou Dun and Be Ma on flight 103 to Singapore" or "passengers Smith, Faraway and Dunbar on flight 1945 to London" or "passengers "Sven, Gøran and Ericsson on flight 385 to Finland". All these exotic names and places. All these stories and journies. Like a crosspoint. Imagine mapping out all their routes, in and out of Schiphol, all over the world. It's fascinating. People are interesting. Maybe it's because I don't understand them. I don't know.

I need a stronger zoom for my camera.

That's enough for now though. Thanks for listening. I think I won't update my diary in the weekends anymore. I can see in my sitemeter that not as many people come by. And I usually don't have anything interesting to talk about when I just stay in and relax. And also, for some reason, updating seems to be less important to me now. I used to religiously update every day no matter what. Yesterday when I couldn't update because of dland's problems it really didn't bother me. I think 5 updates per week is still a good amount. And anyway, it's not set in stone. I'll still update if anything happens, if I get any interesting thoughts. Or if it starts to snow and I feel the need to post 50 pictures of my back yard covered in white. You never know.

See you later, alligator.