Maybe this year will be better than the last

Inspired by Soulfighter I shall give a try to concisively conclude the year of 2005. One thing seems painfully clear though.. The Fighter has had a lot more time and energy to spend on the cultural sides of life everyday. But still, I'll give it a try:

2005*

*top 10 CDs

Bloc Party - Silent Alarm
Frida Hyvönen - Until Death Comes
Decemberists - picaresque
Four Tet - Everything Ecstatic
Arab Strap - Live Request Show

Ani Difranco - Knuckle Down
Tori Amos - The Beekeeper
Foo Fighters - In your Honor
Tiger Lou - The Loyal
Rufus Wainwright - Want Two

*top 10 Live experiences

Tiger Lou - Katalin, Uppsala
Robyn - Hultsfred Festival
Tori Amos - Hultsfred Festival
Arab Strap - Nice'n'sleazy, Glasgow
James Orr Complex - Nice'n'sleazy, Glasgow

Tegan & Sara - Hultsfred Festival
Magic Numbers - Hultsfred Festival
Ane Brun & Wendy McNeill - Katalin, Uppsala
Johan Borgert & Holy Madre - Parksnäckan, Uppsala
Live cuban improvisations - A hole in the wall, Barcelona

*The Clothes

Black T-shirt and Jeans. Forest green Fleece.

*The Food

Hands down most eaten this year: Beans on toast. Good, nutritious and lots of possibility for variations according to mood

*The Book

All the books by Chuck Palahniuk that I read in the beginning of the year, still stand out

*the people

Newcomers, the lovely Nurse (I am a lucky, lucky boy to have met her), the Post-Doc, the Mother. A trio that, separately and in their very own ways, have made this year memorable. And of course all my old friends.

*the trip

Norway. Beautiful and free. Road trips are the very best (i know, gasoline, energy crises and what have you, but man! this is my one thing..)

*the drink

hmm.. this year, I dunno, nothing special .. oh but yes! of course! I've had my red wine renaissance this year... so that's it, Red Wine

Warm beer and cold women

Been home now for a few days. Since wednesday afternoon to be precise, and I've had my head in a daze ever since. And not in a good way for a good reason. No no. I've had fever-induced halucnations and pounding headaches, weak knees and runny nose, sore throat and red eyes. Punishment for my sins, you say? Nay, I refute that notion. I've been a good boy lately, apart from the drinking of course, but that's just what is expected from a new years week.

This weekend has, thus, been a week and bed-bound affair (still not in a good way for a good reason), where I've been mostly playing computer games and watching Seinfeld. This was a bit annoying for several reasons. One reason was that I had a date in sthlm yesterday that I had to cancel. Another that I had (vainly, I know) planned to spend some time this weekend on preparing for the workweek and workweeks ahead. Yet another that I need some time to ..deal with this woman in my life. Not knowing so far, exactly what or how to ..or anything.

Exceptions to this bedbinding was yesterday when F was in Uppsala and I went in to town to meet him for a fika, a whisky and another fika. nice chap. we spoke of subjects close to our hearts; women, careers, friends, women, writing, men&women, kitchens, and of course women. Some intersting points of view were ventilated. I wonder now, what do you think; why are there so few couples in sweden living together (compared to other european countries)?

And today I spend doing a wash and talking to T, my flatmate. I am reminded of a great thinker, a friend of mine, and his wise words. "Well, it's not that I mind living together with women, but they do have around 30'000 words to spend every day". Truer words were rarely spake.

Now time to empty out the drier. And refill it.
Ta