From the monthly archives: February 2006

(Synchronicity) Today I picked up my cell phone to sms J and that very moment he called me. I so much like when that happens, don´t you.

 

Does a lightsaber (you know the Jedi wepon of choise) throw a shadow? Any way, I want me a blue one.

 

Depeche Mode are “Touring The Angel” and on Wednesday March 1st they are coming to my hometown and it will be sweet I’m sure. Apparently the Decadent Boy, Martin Gore, who has made a progression from milkmaid to bank clerk to pop star is going to enter the stage in a black leather mini skirt and black angel wings on his back.

Three days and counting…

 

Have you heard about Synchronicity?
The more pragmatic a person, the greater a surprise a synchronistic incident is – I think we’ve all experienced mild ones of the sort that happen to most people sooner or later. For example, it has happened that I have been getting ready to dial a friend; I pick up the phone and hear my friend’s voice on the other end — calling me. For a moment there, synchronicity replaced the cause-and-effect reality.

It was Carl Jung who coined the term synchronicity, which he described as a glimpse into the underlying order of the universe. To me synchronicity is truly mind-boggling. Jung said that this underlying connectedness manifests itself through meaningful coincidences that cannot be explained by cause and effect. Kind of like when you haphazardly, it seems, meet the person you’ve been thinking about just minutes ago.

Think about it, when did you last experience Synchronicity in your life?

 

I found a new tattoo on J =) well it was new to me anyway. I was exploring him and there it was…the tattoo that is…Thank God for the rabbits and their funny little habits.

 

My ex just doesn’t know when to stop, does he. He just don’t get that the door has closed and that it will not open again. I just want to be rid of all this shit, if you excuse my French. I have moved on long time ago and apparently he hasn’t. I don’t really know what he wants but he is contacting med via text messages saying he needs to see me to explain. The thing is, I don’t need an explanation. I already know all I want to know and frankly I don’t trust a thing that comes over his lips. I can’t but agree with Dave Gahan who once said; “You can tell he’s lying because his lips are moving”. That’s my ex for you, full of crock.

Any way, today he phoned me on my cell phone. Naturally I didn’t pick up, instead I let my answering machine take the call. I wonder which part of “never ever contact me again” he didn’t understand. But then again, as a very clever girl I know has pointed out to me, nothing he ever does is rational or even logically founded. He’s a drug addict…lying and cheating has become second nature to him.

Oh well, I certainly don’t want any part of it. Why can’t he just leave me alone? Frankly he is scaring me a bit now and it brings back dirty old memories of a former boyfriend, who didn’t leave me alone after I separated from him and that got ugly. This time on the other hand it feels as if I’m in a bit more control just knowing to expect anything from this guy. I think we haven’t seen the end of this by far.

 

Yesterday J and I went to see Mattafix (a hip-hop band out of UK) performing tracks from their new album “Signs of a Struggle”. Roots and a sense of belonging are themes that appear lyrically in their songs with a heavy influence of reggae, dancehall, and hip hop. The band also managed to deliver some political stuff. The singer implored the crowed; “If you don’t believe in Bush or Blair, put two fingers in the air”. The crowd was happy to comply.

The concert was held at a club here in my hometown, the crowd was loud and happy and Eagle eye Cherry was there to hear the band. He seemed to enjoy it as much as I did, J on the other hand was not that impressed from a musical point of view. He decided that the drummer was great and that the band really tried their best.

I met one of my eldest friend C there at the bar. We first met when we were like four or something in that neighborhood and there has never been a fling, just truly nice friendship. Apparently he has quit his job as Brand Manager at the large fast food chain and moved back to my town after living in the south of Sweden for the past 1½ year. It was nice seeing him and good for him to be back in town again.

 
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