In Berlin

I'm in Berlin.
No, I have not 'taken Manhattan' or any such thing, I have simply packed my bags and joined my grandmother for a trip that'll last 'till Sunday when we fly home in the evening. To get to Berlin we had to be at the airport at five in the morning so I managed to get a full three hours of sleep, which has been okay during the day but I am starting to feel it fully now at a quarter past eight. This is a HUGE city with lots of ugly sides to it, but when it shines it really fucking shines.
Short of the long (I'm paying by the hour for uptime): I'm in Berlin. We flew.

My carpet arrived Tuesday. Now, the astute reader or long-time fan will notice that it was supposed to arrive Thursday. That's six whole days too late. With a desk on my bed. And a table in my kitchen. So there I was, a refugee from my own home. I stayed with the folks. It was quite alright, they're good people, as it were, and found me a room with a bed and everything. Sure, the bed did throw me out at one point (I found and overstepped its point of balance the first morning, finding myself wedged between a partially overturned bed and a table, better ways to wake up exist) and I was under promise of violence if I touched anything but I got by and so did they. A LOT of Worms was played on my new DS, sexy little machine.

I've gotten completely lost in FFXII with Skrøne, we've logged some sixteen hours and we still have only the vaguest of notions as to what the plot is about. Good stuff. The Final Boss has yet to materialize, we think. You never know.

Jeppe and I had a day of reunion following a dry spell in our otherwise frequent meetings. I have praised the man before and I will continue to. Yay Jeppe!

Band has a gig next saturday at Kvinde Regensen, I've mentioned this before. We had a really hard-core practice session yesterday, fifteen songs in three hours (well, three and a half hours but we did have a break). We were all pretty crushed afterwards. It seems that the main ingredient we need to be super funky is focus. Sounds simple but it requires that one loves even the simple things. We can do it but we sometimes forget this.

My life is still in boxes, I get to unpack them when I get home from Berlin. I'm in Berlin. My desk drawers being empty is starting to vex me.

I have a ton of work waiting for me at CWBL too, a deadline that needs keeping and all that. Have to get back into gear. In a big way.

That's all for now, no telling when I'll post again. Probably not untill I get back. Unless something huge happens or I'm kinda bored one evening. Either way, stay safe, warm and loved. Or cool and loved. Both ways work.