Tuesday, June 14, 2005

To listen…

A new playlist on the maraudeur.blog, with a theme : Reggae music.
Even if you are not rasta, you can try.
I'm no dreadlocks either a ganja smoker. Even so, I'm listening to this music everyday.

Monday, June 13, 2005

A shitty day.

These events take place about one week ago. Let's start one day before, thursday evening. I'm really tired when I'm coming home from work and I have to work again to finish another thing (a Pass for a party, I will talk about it in a future post). But I can't keep my eyes open, I decide to drink and eat something to wake up a bit. There's nothing to do, so I'm having a nap! I'm waking up around 20h30, 21h00. After a short while on Skype with my sweetheart, I start to work untill 4h00 in the morning. Now I'm exhausted, I really have to sleep. While I'm in a deep sleep, at 8h00 the phone is ringing. A girl with an exotic accent is asking me, if I want to go on holiday on a beautifull island in Thaïland. Only single people will be there, 500 women and 500 men. I stop her straight away while she is doing her robotic speech, to say that I'm not single.
Now, no way to fall asleep again even if I'm still really tired. Probably because of the excitement of my little trip to surprise Malin. Yes, I didn't tell you about that, I'm going to danmark for the week-end.
So I can't sleep and I didn't finish the Pass, so I should be be working on it. When I take a look at the time, there is 1 hour left before I should move to the airport and I didn't pack my bag, I even didn't eat. So I'm throwing some clothes in a bag, I will eat later. First I have to finish my work. Jaurès arrives to get the Pass on a CD to print it. But at this very moment, the computer has a bug. A part of the work is lost and I don't have time to do it again. So we have no other choice than to wait untill I will come back on monday.
Now I'm on the bus on the way to the airport. It's friday evening and there is a strike from the SNCF (french train company) so it takes 1h30 to do 500 meters in Asnière. I'm starting to have a bad feeling, like we're going to miss the plane. So to finish this perfect day, my surprise trip was about to end on a bus.
At the airport, my plane has not left. Just enough time to register the bag, and we are 1h30 later, flying over København (Copenhagen). We keep on cirling around the city before landing, because there is a thunderstorm. The captain of the plane tell us on the mic that it's too dangerous to land right now. Finally we are landing. Of course too late to catch the train!
The next one is in 1 hour. When I arrive, it's 4h00 in the morning. I'm sitting on the sofa in the living room, asking myself if I should go and wake Malin up. But her parents and her sister were there today, and they are sleeping in her bedroom.
And while all these thoughts are spinning in my head, her bedroom door is opening. Malin is coming in the living room and she sees me on the sofa.
Finally, I don't think I ever finished a day in such a good way…