this holy reality...

my sister begged me that I should take a vacation soon. she observed how I seemed even more exhausted now than last time she visited (when I had just come off from a 14-hour-day). trouble is, with the financial situation of the company being what it is, I have opted to balance out my over time hours with "spontaneously" taking time off in the morning. flexible hours, in essence.

the party I fixed on Saturday went ahead and gleefully exceeded its budget with 200%. and the DJs I had counted on didn't show. improv, improv. worked out in the end, thanks to my friend Maria. she's a treasure. the volunteer dancers' show only counted 1 belly dancer, but his(!) skill more than made up for it.

the short film festival on Sunday was astoundingly badly executed on all parts I had anything to do with. nothing was fixed with regards to my company stand, and nothing was tested with regards to the displaying of the SMS-polling on the big screen. in the end the entire polling gig was chopped from the program because of the time constraints.

there was a tiny little bit of bitterness on my part then. a rare occurrence. but since I had apparently sacrificed an entire Sunday I could instead have spent with my sister for nothing but underpayment, I think I was justified. and even my co-workers think I should take a vacation soon. I'll see what the doc says later today.

and here I don't really understand what I'm seeing (or hearing) in Ayumi Hamasaki's little Evolution ditty... it's more than on the campy side than anything else I listen to, even in the remixed versions, but at the same time it's catchy as fuck. *shudder* J-Pop would be a terrible, terrible thing to become addicted to. even if Ms. Hamasaki looks like this:

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run, florist, run!

the doctor presented me with two admonitions:

1. daily intake of both breakfast and one additional meal, and
2. talk to my CEO and get a vacation soon.

I've now done the latter. we're looking at a week off next week or the week after. no idea what I'm going to do yet. kick back at a Mediterranean resort, perhaps? never ever done that before. or maybe going home to experience the Indian summer of the mid-Norwegian fjord country?

I doubt I'll be staying here, even if I've got to set off lots of time to the band RSN. Farmen SMS'd me some new chords today, they look pretty great.

and I wouldn't want to miss Callie's moving-in party. :-) she's gonna kill me at least twice if I fail to show up.

forgot to mention that I spent two delightful evenings with Korova last week. it's so nice to have friends like her. I should really intensify my efforts getting her a Real Job(tm).

time to speed down to the station and say bye to Sis. it's scandalous how little time we got to spend together, but that's the story of my present life...