What a weekend!

First things first, though, Berlin was a blast. All the way through (well, except for that one time Inger fell, but she got out of unscathed). I managed to surprise myself by actually knowing quite a bit of german, who'd have thought that I'd learn something after a mere seven years of schooling? Wow.

Also, FFXII with Skrøne has been going on for a month now, good times.

This weekend, then, this weekend.
Starting with Friday. Friday morning at ten in the morning the band was supposed to meet up for a bit of rehearsal in preperation for the gig on Saturday. And we all did... except for Pelle who showed up a little more than two hours late citing bad memory as the cause. Regardless of this we got in some practice and felt relatively at ease in spite of not being satisfied with the way the rehearsal time had went; there's this old superstition that if your practice sounds so-so then your concert will sound great.
After practice ended at about two some of us went to a cafe for a bit and then I bummed around town waiting for the time to roll around when Mads and I would go to Århus to celebrate Eigils 25th birthday.
Three hours by train and a half by bus later and we were there. Where 'there' is? Uhm, not quite sure, some Århusian suburb it seemed. It was a fantastic party, really. The folk music started at about eight in the evening and it was still going pretty strong when Mads and I left at seven in the morning. Things worthy of note included a pirate choir featuring all the men present, a kazoo-band playing the Kings Song, an amazing kletzmer orchestra, very cheap beer and the presence of my old Ærø buddy Ellen. I hadn't seen her in three years (almost to the day, spookily enough). She seemed well. A little more grown-up but she was never a very young person. She's getting married next summer, wow. Time passes.
At around five thirty in the morning I had had all I could take and found a nice couch-ish bench to lie on. I got maybe two hours of sleep before Mads woke me up and suggested that it might be a good idea to head home. Which we did. An hour more of sleep was gotten on the train and then I lugged myself home where I had about an hour of time to rest a bit and take a shower before I had to head out to where the gig was and start setting up gear.
Yeah, Friday just sorta slided in to Saturday.
I hung around with the band for a few hours, eating dinner together at Riz-Raz, and then I went for a long walk around town trying to make my voice work after a long, smokefilled night. Eventually we headed back to the kollegie and started to prepare both mentally and physically. Sasja and I did vocal practice which was exactly what I needed. At eleven-thirty we went on to a crowd of some seventy people under the cover-name - as it was a superhero party - as The Krypt-Tonites.
We played for about two hours with a ten minute break in the middle. I was so tired that the only thing keeping me upright was my nerves which had the bonus effect of me not being nervous, there simply wasn't enough energy for that. So I shouted and bantered and danced my little heart out, more than ever before. I can't for the life of me remember the set-list but the first half of our show received better feed-back than the second, we kind of lost people half-way through the last set, but we got them back with Kiss. All in all though we pretty much rocked the fuck out of that place. For free. I got two cokes out of it, that's twenty kroner. Well, it isn't about the money... yet.
Lasse and I took it upon ourselves to get the gear where it needed to be after the concert so there wasn't really any party for us, just a set of drop-offs of all our stuff. Just as well as I was tired and the DJ that followed us only knew how to turn up the volume and not how to play anythning decent. Man it was loud.
At around half-past four I fianally got to sleep.
I awoke believing it to be about one in the afternoon but no, summertime, daylight savings time. My ass. An hour lost I headed for my Sunday refuge at Jeppes place and we played videogames all day. So nice, so relaxing, just what I needed after all that. The Suffering 2 is really good, maybe even better than the excellent first one.

And now this week. Looking pretty laid-back with some fun times and some industrious times. Right now I'm actually at work as the internet at home is spotty at best, I need to call my ISP about that.
Sunday I leave for Heaven where I'll recide for more than a week. Should be fun, we'll see.

That's all for now. See ya.