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if there is one thing i hate more than everything else in this world it probably isn't putting up cord with those little claw thingies, because there are worse things - unfaithfulness, bigotry, ignorance, racism, genocide and really bad pop music - but it's up there, and today i did a shitload of it. putting up tp cable with those little claw thingies, not being a total dick. dad's got himself a new laptop and i've set him up with wireless so he can check his mail without going down to the basement. typically this wouldn't involve that much tp cable, but there's a floor between the basement and where he wants to surf so the router had to be put in the staircase, which is pretty far from where the fiber modem's located. there are several reasons i don't like putting up cord with those little claw thingies. i think it's foremost because it never turns out good anyways. i'm not sure it's because i'm not handy anymore (i think i was a bit, once, but i havn't exactly gone out of my way to maintain my handines), because i've raised my standards or because lately i've done it in situations where it's impossible to make it even decent (eg three cords going the same way, all of different color). also, since i'm not using a hammer on a regular basis, and since if you want it to look decent the little claw thingies are to be hammered in where it's hardest to get them in place, i end up hitting my index finger a lot.
i've had a swell weekend apart from that. and having a real nasty cold. and a girl that said she'd probably be in touch not contacting me. doesn't sound too swell? well, hear this: i've been to my favorite pub, twice, they've finally got pastis after my ardent nagging, i've had scotch and tea for my cold, also twice, i've listened to mathcode in the sauna, me and mom made awesome deer steak and today i had a really good brownie - possibly the best brownie i've ever had, with buttercream on top. also, i know i said i wasn't sure i wanted the norwegian girl to call. guess what - i did. i realized that after she called. apparently she'd lost her phone in sthlm and had to have it mailed to her before she could call me. i'm not sure she was entirely happy with our conversation though, she sounded a bit dissapointed before i hung up, but i'll try to mend that shortly. norwegian girls are the best - it's hard not to like people who can't help sounding happy even when they say they're really depressed. not that she did, from what i could tell (while pickled to the gills, mind you) she's a very happy girl, but hearing a norwegian girl asking you how come you're so beautiful isn't half bad either, not in the least.
also, me and mom went and saw norköping symphonic orchestra. bruckner was really boring, but the part with kroumata was awesome - yay!
ever since seeing åkerfeldt and åkesson showing how to play heir apparent using roland micro cubes (have to get one of those before summer) it's been playing in my mind. apart from when i'm showering, then i'm still singing summertime rolls every time. it's there all the time, close to, but not really to the extent i had stream of consciousness always on my mind - what? - about a year ago i guess.