Call the ships to port

Ugh. Me getting a job has a negative effect on the update frequency around here. I’m usually dead tired when I get home. Sorry about that, especially now that it appears that someone syndicates my RSS feed using Aggie. I wonder who that might be?

Time for some blogrolling. A post by Mark Pilgrim cracked me up. I really like cats, as long as they don’t pee everywhere.

This is how I turned 30: standing in my bathroom wearing nothing but a pair of latex gloves, holding a wet cat in mid-air. [...] So this is how I turned 30: surrounded by loved ones, and cat urine. Loved ones and cat urine. It could be worse.

There’s a Swedish site called Svenskt Webloggindex that somehow found me and listed me there. I’ll browse through the list there and see if I find some interesting blogs in my native language to read. This was also my first trackback. Woo.

Friday: applied for a new id card. Saw a bunch of movies with Puh. Blade 2, Jeepers Creepers, Spirited Away and Austin Powers 3. As well as “Up for it” with/by Henry Rollins.

Saturday: went to Tech Noir. Did some dancing, but then it got too crowded and my mood went from “dancedancedance” to “kill all humans” and I left. Too bad Astrid couldn’t make it this weekend. Also, got a Covenant single with Call the ships to port and a bunch of remixes from a guy who gave them away at TN. Very danceable song. The remixes were so-so.

Sunday: nothing.