the very best thing to listen to when you want to get inexplicably and childishly happy. Listening now to Billie Holiday and it's all I can do not to smile uncontrollably.
Yesterday, or rather last night, I went to see a friend perform at a club. I was surprised, as one often is, to hear his voice singing. Someone who appears to be just like any other engineer, like any other mortal walking around, can suddenly be up on a stool with a guitar and sound like a Singer. And move you.
He was followed by a great hillbilly act which I could only follow for a few songs as I had to catch the train back to Uppsala.
Pictures from this night will be up sometime soon.
On the train there and back I started reading a new book (I am currently reading around 3-4 books, which is a problem since I keep a pace of about 20 pages a week...) and was struck by an urge to write. So I take this as a sure sign that the book is good. Well-written and promising so far.
Nuff said. this weekend I'm looking forward (no joke) to a Eurovision Song Contest Party. Somehow, a lightness has transpired through these past weeks. Is it the sun? The (relative) warmth of May? Am I - dare I say it - Happy?
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Apropos Eurovision, har lilla frk H berattat om var (min, hennes, din) harligt langsokta "jag motte Lassie"-claim to fame? att Floridamannen, din Myspace-bekant och min... hmmm...(?) hursomhelst: han ar kompis med Frankrikes galna rosakladda representanter! Jag kan skicka fotobevis (kort pa Floridamannen & den skallige, han som sprang, tror jag)... Grattis till nya lagenheten!
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