Rumor has it that my blog hasn’t been updated in a while. I checked with some of my friends, and after some inspection I can safely say that this does indeed seem to be the case. I will immediately assign some of my best men on it, and I hope to have this issue corrected by the end of 2009 as soon as possible.
I just have to get this out: Work this week’s been tough. And by “tough” I don’t mean your average “it’s been pretty tough”-tough, I’m talking about the kind of tough where you’d rather stab yourself in the eye with a spork ! And by “spork” I mean “toilet roll”. I heard that hurts slightly aswell. So anyways, I think I was talking about work, and this work I was talking about being tough. And something about a spork. And an eye. Why?
Some of my colleagues are busy playing games working in projects, while others are utterly occupied by browsing facebook solving cases. So I’m stuck there, in the corner, hands bleeding and toenails hurting, working, working, refreshing Twitter and working! And where’s the credit? I think someone lost it in the toilet. At least it smelled like someone dropped a big pile of it there today. A big pile of “credit” in the toilet. Haha, wow! And I make this shit up! Seriously though, it smells. Bad.
Anyways, this week I’ve been practicing piano (yeah, I play the piano. So what? Just wait until “Piano Hero ” is out, and I’ll kick your ass!) and also I’ve been working on this site. Looking pretty sharp. And neat. And probably tons of other words. Just the good ones though. Which reminds me, if someone feel like it, they can totally kawasaki my blog any time! Like right now.
And if you think this is awesome, then just wait until the changes actually goes live!
So my other post has been out here in “the big cloud” for a couple of hours now, and I’m expecting fame to come knocking on my door any second. While I’m waiting for that, I figured I’d start writing my thank-you speech for winning the Nobel Peace Prize, but it kind of wasn’t long enough yet, so this’ll have to do:
The Bloggess is awesome! I can’t say that enough. She’s like Mother Teresa, only better. (I totally made that up. Also, don’t click the link.). If I can thank anyone for my success, she’s the one. I think the most important life-lesson I learned from her is that even though people went out on the internet looking for reasons why jesus is not a zombie, they found her blog with stories of everyday stuff like flying rattlesnakes, giant labias and fisting. And they loved it. This is my aim aswell. Posts about simple, everyday stuff. The second I find out how to make a blogroll, you’re on it. Honest.
Also, I wanted the other post to move down so the word “sex” wasn’t at the very top of my page. That shit might offend people, you know.
So this is my blag blogg blog.
Today I’m going to a Kamelot concert! I spotted with my bare eyes an advert in the newspaper a few weeks ago, and was all “Oh my God, I love this band, I just have to go see them!”. Apparently the ad said something about another band playing with them aswell (Dimmu Borgir or something), but I didn’t think much of it and bought tickets straight away. (Using PayPal, hell yeah!)
As today was getting closer more and more posters of the concert was popping up everywhere, and one time I was walking home from work (or rather walking towards the bus-stop after work, I just said that to imply that I walk from downtown to my house every day, making you conclude in your head that I must be very well-trained and fit and sexy. I just fucked up. Crap.) I casually looked at one of the posters. It said “Dimmu Borgir with special guest Kamelot” OH MY GOD! Are they just playing one song in-between or something? I’m so not ready for standing between drunk rock-teens pretending to like Dimmu Borgir, secretly waiting for Kamelot to play for a lousy five minutes. No way.
Oh well, I’ll bring my girlfriend. If I’m wrong and there’s a separate Kamelot concert, we’ll have a great time, and if I’m right… then maybe we’ll have some fierce make-up sex later. It’s a win-win situation!
Oh, and I’m wearing pink/purple socks today. Honest.
PS: I haven’t heard anything they’ve made since the album The Black Halo, so I’m hoping they are sticking to old material today. If they get to play more than one song, that is.
UPDATED: It truly was awesome. Both the concert and that other thing we were talking about. Who said Kinder Surprise doesn’t exist? Anyways, Kamelot played for about an hour (and they were super-awesome!), then Dimmu Borgir entered the stage. They made me realize why I hadn’t listened to them much before. My girlfriend seemed to like them though, but I think she had had enough aswell after a while when she was distracted by looking at the people nearby and commenting hats. We’re still talking about the concert. (By the way, “nearby” is in this case the people a little bit away from us, as it was impossible to see the hats of the people standing on my face.)
To summarize: I’m happy I got to see one of my favorite bands, and also I got a Kamelot-sweater! Which is awesome.