Ratexla's 6 Nine Inch Nails lists

Updated at appropriate times.

The Nine Inch Nails songs I listen to the most...

From Pretty hate machine:
+Head like a hole (The first I heard of it was a wee piece, but I thought I'd like it!)
+Down in it
+Sanctified (Church vibes... leading to The-Great-Hall-from-Harry-Potter vibes... come sit by the fire, Severus.)
+Something I can never have (If I can ever be arsed to make an Alan Rickman Soundtrack version 2.0, this is so going onto it. A song for Severus.)

From Broken:
+Last (*punches the dry mud*)
+Happiness in slavery (The way I let my amusing obsessions enslave me?)
+Physical (Track #98. Yes.)

From The downward spiral:
+Closer (...)
+Big man with a gun (Mostly for lyrics. No, I now really like the whole thing.)
+A warm place
+The downward spiral (Mostly for lyrics. Solutions...)
+Hurt (Beautiful, esp the whispered parts... and others... and, on a side note, the kingfisher in the video, I almost went Christian from all the symbolism in those 3 s. :O )

From The fragile:
+Somewhat damaged
+The wretched
+We're in this together (Must... never... drive... while listening... to... this song... argh - )
+Even deeper
+The great below (One of my deathbed songs. And lullabies, in the meantime.)
+Into the void (But the best part is the video. Ewww, humans...)
+Where is everybody?
+Please
+Starfuckers, Inc.
+I'm looking forward to joining you, finally

From Still:
+Something I can never have (Combines the Desperate Voice and the 21st Century Voice... (see below.)
+The becoming (Def better than the original, whose background screams gives me visions of fleshy pale humans piled up in hell. Think I got it from some medieval painting in some history book. And that is not the music video of my choice. As it happens.)
+The day the world went away (A still blue shiny ocean on a July morning, it beats the original, and I could make a list of all the pwetty things in that video... Here are some of them for now: warm saturated colours, feather, flowers, fine sand, Trent, little black grains, black snake, yellow crystal.)
+And all that could have been
+Leaving hope

From With teeth:
+All the love in the world
+The hand that feeds (The intro subtly comes pounding up from some rebel basement, then the new badass Political!Trent jumps out at you!)
+Love is not enough
+Only (My first Nine Inch Nails song, at least the refrain stuck... 2 years later I remembered the song as "pretty good & sexy"! It turned out I had remembered it partly wrong, but whattehell!)
+Getting smaller
+Beside you in time (The pounding is half the torture! Nah. I started to like this after I saw the trailer for the Beside you in time DVD, which I suppose I will get some time. Lovely elegant magical animalistic sweaty dreamy LIVE NINE INCH NAILS TRAILER. :D )
+Right where it belongs (Good all the way, but when his voice suddenly becomes un-distorted and the crowd cheers... *bristle*)

From Year zero:
+Hyperpower! (The sound of a certain invaded concert? My death of choice. If their aim is true, at least.)
+The beginning of the end (And almost the beginning of the lovely lovely Year zero. I remember when I first put it on...)
+Survivalism (My buddy the Nine Inch Nails-sceptic likes this! :B )
+Me, I'm not (I didn't think much of it at first, but heard it in a new... light in the background of a Trent interview.)
+Capital G (Mostly for lyrics. TrentRez4Prez.)
+The warning (Mostly for lyrics. THE PRESENCE FOR PRESIDENT! *hands the presence a piece of organic hemp cloth*)
+Another version of the truth (Nice lullaby. I just like to listen to and envision each beat. Hypnosis? :9 The first part sounds tense, perhaps building up to... to a nuke explosion! Which of course fucks up the microphone placed next to it, so only a soft noise fades into the second part, my fave. Its... temperature varies. Like the warm air rising now and then from a bus radiator. The warmth is spindly, but at least your frozen fingers cheer (the finger-cheering way) each time it hits them.) But anyway - what would the title have to to with my initial mental video? Anotherversionofthetruth.com shows a peaceful field with some worrying text. If you scrape the picture with your cursor it reveals one of a degraded industrial wasteland. Because... the cute dream came true for a time, and for a chosen few, but since it is presently carried out in an unsustainable manner, the ruined scene beneath is just as true, for others, or will be for all, if not enough is done to prevent it. Both pictures are "brought to you by the US Bureau of Morality". They can create the fleeting dream and the resulting nightmare.)
+In this twilight (Love at first hearing. Our last day.)
+Zero-sum (Love at first hearing. The last song in the history of human civilisation. And there is whispering...)

From Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D:
+The great destroyer remixed by Modwheelmood (Faceslap to me: I, the remix-hater, tossed the CD in the player, listened with interest to the first track because at least that was Saul and one of my fave original tracks - then The great destroyer came on and I found myself grinning fool-happily during the first listen... Oh, a remix that doesn't go BLIP BLIP BLIP and requires dancing. Slow and kind of acoustic. Sadder! I'm not crazy about the original, though I like the lyrics (well, what I imagine they're about... which may be several things...) - now it's perfect. Nearly - where did "the limitless potential" go?)
+Another version of the truth remixed by Kronos & Enrique Gonzalez Müller (I find this as enjoyable as the original version. Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, the sound of Godzilla - or some more normal animal - thirsting to death on the Scorched Earth, squeak-squeak-squeak, a bit of a collapse. That second post-apocalyptic part sounds quite HAPPY and could almost pass for a Jane Austen movie soundtrack. If the Austen movie in question were to feature some ivy-covered factory chimneys in the background, aye.)
+In this twilight remixed by Fennesz (Also just as lovely as the original, but this too sounds... happier and (even?) more hopeful. Whaz that swishing overhead - nuclear missiles, mayhap? Siiiiiiinging in the missile rain... You know, that is very interesting, because I heard that most species are much more radiation tolerant than humans. :B Anyway. The final note fades out almost forever, like a supernova sending Trentdust all over the universe, where eventually it may nourish another biosphere. SNIFFLE.)

From Ghosts I-IV:
+3 Ghosts I (Perfect I.)
+12 Ghosts II (Illegal elephant products and rainforest wood Some fearless piano and a ghostly whisp of noise lived ran together in perfect harmony, like a little velvetty grey Arabian horse suddenly being joined by a rockin' Friesian on its morning sand jog. Yes, I did recently watch The young black stallion clips on Youtube. Cuz I never heard of that movie getting released. :p )
+13 Ghosts II (Ever since, after about 2 whole listens, I had it pointed out to me by Meathead and some fangirl that it contains BREATHING. A breathing ghost. *crankup*)
+14 Ghosts II (Perfect II. It reminds me a little of the scene in Gladiator where the cam spins around Team Maximus et Juba in Zucchabar, for they are caught in an upward (or should that be downward?) spiral (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) of success, fame, insanity, adrenaline, arse-sand and groupie-counts! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Then there is that euphoric, drunkedly dancing, howling guitar on TOP of the perfection!)
+20 Ghosts III (Random guitar comes floating into the soundscape. Like a ghost. Or a Dementor.)
+24 Ghosts III (I agree with Meathead. 80's car chase.)
+32 Ghosts IV (The first perfect Ghost to haunt my fave list. Flustering! Kind of porny! However, Meathead's sharing his vision of another 80's car chase cooled me off a little. Fuck.)

Miscellaneous:
+Suck (Some drum 'n' bass version of this Pigface cover.)
+Burn (From the Natural born killers soundtrack. I remember like 1 fragment of that movie... but I like it already. Again. *weep* Fuck. *dab* I tend to listen to this, among others, after, er, heated discussions about -)
+Dead souls (Joy Division cover from the soundtrack of The crow. I have it on CD, but this live version from the Reading Festival in 2007 is even... even...)
+Past the mission (With Tori Amos. *slrrrrp* Orange chocolate. Can I get the multitracks though plzthnx, I can barely hear Trent. Still, my heart vibrates with the frequency of his voice. Btw, I've now checked out 3 Tori albums and my mum likes her too.)
+Falling (Quake track without official title.)
+(Intro) Whisper (Outro) (Quake track without official title.)
+Pulse (Quake track without official title.)
+First born (Quake track without official title.)
+Driver down (From the Lost highway soundtrack. Hmm, on my unofficial compilation CD it's called Drive her down, which is implied to be a reference to...)
+Metal (Gary Numan cover. Love at first hearing due to much sexiness.)
+Deep (From the Tomb raider soundtrack. I don't claim to like it only because everyone hates it.)
+Non-entity
+Flyentology (With El-P. Ahhh! The Desperate Voice... but not enough of it...)
+Break (With Saul Williams. There's some Trent voice in it somewhere...)
+WTF! (With Saul Williams.)

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My mum's favourite Nine Inch Nails songs... Why yes, I enjoy making lists.

+Terrible lie
+And all that could have been
+Leaving hope
+Only ("This one's good too! A few songs are difficult but other than that they're pretty good! One gets used to it! You have INDOCTRINATED me! I let it get under my skin... I let you pump it through my - veinssssahhhhhhhhh...")
+Right where it belongs
+Zero-sum

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Works to which Year zero gives me more or less intense flashbacks...

Books:
+Collapse by Jared Diamond (He, however, claims we are NOT doomed from the start. *looks from jared to trent as if at some tennis game* Then I found this title among the Year zero banned media and died of happiness. But not of surprise... Btw: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince is also among the banned media. That killed me again. TRENT - ?! :D Oh, wonderful banned media... in general. *extends must-read list* And - the Year zero sites are visible to us because the Solutions Backwards Initiative group sent them back through time? :) Hence the distorted look of them? Ahhhhhhhhh.)
+On the beach by Nevil Shute (Soy milkshake, check. Zero-sum, check. Cyanide pill, check. Euthanised pets, check. The sand is cooling.)
+Lady Chatterley's lover by D.H. Lawrence (I haven't got any English edition in my possession, but something the lover says about... what calms him...)
+The stand by Stephen King (Bloody repopulation. Anyway, I heard that fragments of it are visible on one of the Year zero sites...! Hmm, can't find it on the Banned media page... No matter.)

Films:
+Children of men ('Twas the chimneys. Bloody repopulation again.)
+E.T. (Environmentalist from space, kind of like the Presence. If the latter is an alien.)
+Soldier (Post-apocalyptic society on a garbage planet. I believe it is called kitchen sink realism.)
+The wild blue yonder (I could just go ahead and officially proclaim its ending my favouritest ever ever.)
+Terminator 1 (Love. And dogs. Love.)
+Terminator 2 (This film is so perfect that I haven't even got the DVD. I mentioned the Terminator movies in the review I had to write for On the beach.)
+Terminator 3

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Supposedly Year zero-related books I have not read...

+Oh, PROOOOOOOOBABLY 1984, by George Orwell
+They thought they were free by Milton Mayer (Trent mentioned it in a certain interview, could be useful reading...)
+Swan song by Robert McCammon (Recommended in a Nine Inch Nails blog comment. "It's about life after nuclear war, but it's like Stephen King meets....I don't know. Weird stuff, and not like real life, but interesting just the same.")
+Left behind: A novel of the Earth's last days by Tim F. LaHaye (Recommended in a Nine Inch Nails blog comment... "...basically the Book of Revelation set to fictional characters, all that YZ encompasses is right there."
+The road by Cormac McCarthy (Recommended in a Nine Inch Nails blog comment! :O "...a post-apocalyptic story about a father and son crossing America after a nuclear war.")

I want to eat you, books.

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Some shit to love about Trent/Nine Inch Nails...

Random:
+His ad against fur
+My x favourite songs
+His Artistic Integrity... even while he was still on a record label
+The Presence
+His dogs
+The Year zero-related artwork
+His treatment of fans on a small scale (judging by what Everybody reports)
+His treatment of fans on a large scale
+The Ghosts video contest which resulted in many a violent clash between battling, camera-slinging fans film festival... Yeah, I AM gonna get my filming off the ground. Soon.
+His new method of music distribution
+The range between emotions and between eras expressed in the songs (Range also happens to be one of the things I appreciate most in... actors... In this case, I love trying and failing to believe that it's the same bloke performing March of the pigs and Another version of the truth, or blooper-giggling on MTV. Or it could all just be my a) people-prejudices b) prosopagnosia. He seems so sincere, and (as someone pointed out) does not appear to be slaving under some stereotypical image of himself but will curse and giggle as he pleases. :9 Aye, it's fun to shock people.)
+His unwillingness to discuss lyrics (Me and poetry... :p I was getting a bit nervous about interpreting things the wrong way because doing so will cause hairy palms and lightning strikes... when I could guess at any meaning at all, that is. After I had heard him say what he said, the lyrics entered a less solid state and trickled into every corner of the unit known as Yoze, working as a key that would more often than before find a fit. Thanks for your blessing, dahling. :B )
+His ability to get off drugs
+His ability to get off record labels
+His sense of humour
+His blog
+His cursing

Vocals:
+His whispering voice
+His singing voice
+His 21st century voice
+His desperate voice
+His speaking voice (Bloody 'ell. I hereby declare that Trent has my favourite voice of all non-Brits. "...fucked us", "Charles, that is", "...while you're hiding in the trees", "...that you're the reason..." *lobotomises self with ice pick in order to block all other distracting sensory perceptions*)

Year zero sites:
+The Mailstrom with keys
+Grace the Teacher
+The Hour of Arrival
+Operation Swamp 0000
+The popup message from Consolidated Mail Systems
+The Situational Anxiety Disorder Quiz
+The Price of Treason
+Hollywood in Memoriam
+The Viability index

Yoze is visually oriented a shallow bitch:
+His eyes
+His 2005 hair
+His height
+His ~2000 eyeliner
+His nose
+His 1994 hair
+His name
+His eyebrows

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Oh, to have been there for the release of...

...Pretty hate machine back in 1989!
The first Nine Inch Nails album! My age of 6 at the time should not have hindered me, ffs, seeing how my taste for rock was founded no later than 1990 or so (when I got my first real record and attended my first concert - double-thank you, Gianna Nannini). I wonder if I heard any Nine Inch Nails hit on the radio in 1989? What if I had noticed it, and liked it, and - and - uh...

...The downward spiral back in 1994!
The most famous Nine Inch Nails album, I suppose. The breakthrough? So I wouldn't have been able to say "I was among the first 4 people to discover Nine Inch Nails" - something I still cannot say, ACTUALLY. I also would have been subjected to 1 cancelled Swedish concert and 1 decade of waiting for Nine Inch Nails to return here, but at least I would have had the live experience by now. (TIMES 2 OR SUMMAT!) And the ability to brag about my decade of fan-suffering. (Speaking of suffering, think I had my first suicidal thoughts in 1994. Hmmmmmmmmmmm. On the other hand, my English sucked. Harder.)

...The fragile back in 1999!
The most anticipated album of the 90's? The one that would Save Rock? :)

...With teeth back in 2005!
Trent survived, Trent got clean and Trent made another album. That would kind of have been cause for celebration. As would said album's rockiness.

...Year zero back in the thickening fogs of April 2007!
My favourite Nine Inch Nails album and its wicked, mysterious, confusing surrounding art project!

...Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D back in - oh dear!
The record shop said they expected to get it on November 28, 2007. I stomped in there around noon and they had not unpacked it yet. Mrrrrr. Shouldn't someone have grown tired of tossing and turning, unlocked the shop around 3am and unpacked a few CD:s before opening time? :p They need me.

...Ghosts I-IV back on March 2, 2008!
Only ~19 years late, wee I shall knowingly witness the release of a completely new Nine Inch Nails album. According to the stats, it will contain something fucking marvellous. Actually I still missed this release by 4 hours. BLADDY 'ELL! It happened just like this:
December!Trent: *posts cosy mysterious studio photos at nin.com*
Trent on February 7: "We have been very busy doing secret things. We’ll start to tell you about them soon."
Trent on February 16: "2 weeks"
Ratexla: *freerides on others' calculations that this means march 1*
March 1: *arrives quietly*
Ratexla: "Dare I go to the sci-fi con today? In case NIN.com gets updated? Btw, no, fuck the sci-fi con, I'll go tomorrow... but now I got all geared up to go, so I'll just check out the record shop for a bit."
Trent on March 1: "Soon..."
Ratexla: *returns home to find above post*
Ratexla: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Ratexla: *recalls meathead's recurring definition of trent's definition of "soon"*
Ratexla: "Just in case something really will happen on March 1, I'll spend half the night in front of NIN.com, commenting and reloading. Because I cannot wait to see what will happen, and I don't want to look like a shitty fan with a fucking life."
NIN.com: "Soon..."
NIN.com: "Soon..."
NIN.com: "Soon..."
Ratexla: "It's the perfect time for me to distribute those 150 Animal Rights Sweden pamphlets tonight though. Trent would understand. [Tough shit if he wouldn't.]"
NIN.com: "Soon..."
NIN.com: "Soon..."
Fellow blog commentator: "If he really posted that from Hong Kong, he's probably asleep right now."
Ratexla: "Good point. I will sleep until it's morning in Hong Kong. Or even a few hours more, so I can stay up tomorrow morning... and reload."
Ratexla: "SNORE."
Ratexla's paper gnome phone: *BEEP*
NIN.com: "Soon..."
Ratexla: *gets around the paper district abnormally quickly*
NIN.com: "Soon..."
March 2: *is*
Ratexla: "Hey, I'm going to the sci-fi con... If you're gonna be surfing anyway, could you check NIN.com every now and then and call me if it's updated?"
Folks: "WTF?! YOU ARE TAKING THIS TOO FAR!"
Ratexla: *stalks sci-fi stars (but first, makes another shocking discovery)*
NIN.com: "Soon..."
NIN.com: "Soon..."
Ratexla: "Yawn. Well, it's no longer March 1 anywhere, not in Hong Kong, not in LA... So... whatever will happen may happen at any time during the next few weeks now, eh? Sweet, I can go to bed."
Ratexla: "SNORE."
Trent: "Tick tock... Tick tock..."
Ratexla: "SNORE."
Trent: "2 hours"
Ratexla: "SNORE." :)
Ratexla: *dreams about tori amos and trent, fyi*
Ratexla: *cruelly kicks computer into action*
Trent: "Ghosts I-IV - The new Nine Inch Nails record is available RIGHT NOW."
Ratexla: *blink*

...ah, fuck it! Option 30's album, of which I hear there are 1000 copies!
I'm looking, I'm looking... :)

22 Billion Triggah Happy Monkeys = image collection

+If you would like to use any photo outside your own computer or wall, please ask me first! Thank you! :) E-mail: yoze83@yahoo.com
+Most of the photos were taken by me. The rest are used with permission... pretty much ;B
+Some links do not yet exist, because: a) Yahoo Photos died on 20-Sep-07, b) I'm waiting for my Webshots account to grow, c) I hate Kodak Gallery. Luckily, no one will miss anything. :D

NON-HUMAN ANIMALS
+Various animals
+Invertebrates
+Various dogs
+Ellen the cairnterrier
+Various horses
+Arabian show in Munkedal (21-Jul-2002)
+Gothenburg Horse Show 2003
+Gothenburg Horse Show 2005
+Icelandic horses competing in Säve, Sweden (4-Sep-2005)
+Ponies jumping in Billdal, Sweden (12-Mar-2006)
+Sören, feline friend
+Zorro, cat cousin
+Birds
+Corpses
+Dissection of spiny dogfish

NATURE & PLACES
+Sweden
+Lake Louise & other spots in Banff NP, Canada
+Vancouver, Canada
+Norway
+Gotland, Sweden
+London, England
+Paris, France
+Glasgow, Edinburgh & Stirling, Scotland
+Tallinn, Estonia
+Stockholm, official capital of Sweden
+Plants
+Fungi, lichens & various aliens
+Micro

SHRINE
+Almost meaningless album unless you're a Nicholas Lea fan
+"Harry Potter & the Prisoner of Azkaban" London premiere
+"Harry Potter & the Goblet of Fire" London premiere
+"Harry Potter & the Order of the Phoenix" premieres in London & Gothenburg
+Robbie Williams live in Stockholm 2003
+Robbie Williams live in Gothenburg 2006
+Celebrity collection

RANDOM
+Vegan cuisine
+My art
+Light of night
+Seen downtown
+Boats
+Yoze galore
+Yoze World

Evaluation of 2007

List stolen from Carin (who stole it from Ida).

1. What day in 2007 will you always remember?
August 7, when I read the interview that led me to Nine Inch Nails, and got offered my first (and possibly last) job related to my education.
2. Did you keep any of your new year's resolutions?
I don't make them. When I don't procrastinate (which I do 99% of the fucking time) I prefer to Waste No Time. :) I mean... I prefer to waste no time even when I do procrastinate. It just doesn't occur. :p
3. Did any of your friends become a parent this year?
Sarah, on July 25.
4. Did anyone close to you die?
I noticed no such event, though it probably happened to a few bed mites.
5. What countries did you visit?
UK and Norway.
6. Is there anything missing from 2007 that you want in 2008?
A real job = something one can potentially do for 40 h/week (and where I'm not just a sub either). Oh, and the end of oppression, plus the rise of a massive, SUFFICIENT environmental movement. FO REAL!
7. Did you do something this year that you've never done before?
I got a (2-day) job that had something to do with my education.
8. What was your greatest achievement in 2007?
Well... I secured meself a master's thesis project for the spring of 2008... *shriek*
9. Biggest mistake?
Some more crushing of Tellus with my sweaty filthy oversized ecological footprint? Hopefully the foot was at least shrinking. And somewhat compensated for. Fuck.
10. Have you been ill or injured?
Nothing incapacitating except cramps... The fucking bitch...
11. Best buy?
The CD Year zero by Nine Inch Nails.
12. On what did you spend the most money?
Hopefully on conservation, but possibly on CD:s... *checks data* Largest one-time expense: iPod, used.
13. Did anything make you really happy?
My folks decided rather suddenly to quit eating chickens, pigs and eggs. For a moment there, I stopped laughing at certain people who have got Faith In Humanity............................. but nothing has come of it yet. My mum later said she's thinking of becoming a vegetarian (I suspect she means pescatorian) but she/they are still working on those WALLS! The folks seemed to be thinking about animal industry videos, so I guess I'll have to show them some more. Except, you know, they scream and run and hide behind their walls.
14. What songs will always remind you of 2007?
Probably most of what Nine Inch Nails did 1989-2007, FOR SOME REASON. :D
15. Were you happier or sadder this year compared to previous years?
I don't know. Hey Jared, who's winning the ecological race? At least I got to be high on crush drug and EXERCISE!
16. What do you wish you had done more?
Spread animal rights propaganda (BOO!), saved the environment, studied, read, gone to concerts, shot racehorses after all.
17. What do you wish you hade done less?
Destroyed the environment, accidentally stepped on snails in the night, eaten stuff due to boredom, surfed due to boredom, slightly but stupidly fucked up at work.
18. How did you spend Xmas?
I eventually decided to go to auntie's place with the others, mostly in order to see people's pressie reactions, sprinkle some weirdness, explain that The inevitable rise and liberation of NiggyTardust! that I gave away was not actually stolen despite being home-burned, and get an extra hour of cycling. I left early and listened to my new Manson CD.
19. Did you fall in love this year?
Crush, affection. :)
20. Fave show on TV?
Hmmm... Planet Earth? :D Interesting and pwetty! Hopefully it woke some latent environmentalism everywhere. Actually I only caught a few eps, but am considering getting the DVD.
21. Best book you read this year?
Fact: Collapse: How societies choose to fail or succeed by Jared Diamond. 8O Fiction: Harry Potter and the deathly hallows by JK Rowling. XD
22. Greatest musical discovery?
*gag* NINE INCH NAILS!
23. What did you do on your b-day in 2007?
I received and listened to With teeth by Nine Inch Nails. Fucking Aunt Flo arrived unexpectedly early but did not beat me up too bad. I also played around with the Terrible But Great GIS at school and hated it. Then I had a McBean *slrrrp* and saw This is England with my mum. &c.
24. Is there anything that would have improved your year?
See point 6. Moreover, if I had read a certain Trent interview in the local paper on July 30... I MIGHT have checked out Year zero and become a fan in time... to get my arse to the Stockholm gig on August 7!? :O "Just a little reminder of all the what abouts and all the might have, could have beens..."
25. How would you describe your style in 2007?
Um. Well-worn and black.
26. The best new people you met?
*mutter* Peeeeeeople? :S Well, I met RealLife!Carin and some Harry Potter actors, and then I started commenting on the Nine Inch Nails blog and met some nice people there.
27. Disappointment of the year?
Our collective ecological footprint is still too big and the moral circles of some are still too wee. Concerning my personal little life, I would not yet say "the continued absence of a Real Job to keep up my sleeve for post-graduation" because the job I did get led me to Nine Inch Nails which was nice and possibly important and I may still get a Real Job. :B

Facebook status...es? 2007

(Most of them, and not in perfect order. I wonder if I would blog more if I weren't spoiled by this lovely Facebook function?)

-Josefine is getting her werewolf wounds licked. By Remus.
-Josefine is in detention.
-Josefine is sleep-walking in the dungeons.
-Josefine is schoolbookless until tomorrow or summat.
-Josefine is curled up with a cuppa warm soy milk & a pile of school handouts.
-Josefine is in Facebook rehab.
-Josefine is on the run from Facebook rehab.
-Josefine is watching a wee bit of Blow dry.
-Josefine is surfing on her day off... OH NO!!!.
-Josefine is toying with her sleeping pattern.
-Josefine is PLAYING DANGEROUS GAMES with her sleeping pattern.
-Josefine is going to the cinema to see “Becoming Jane”.
-Josefine is reading.
-Josefine is blog-stalking Trent Reznor.
-Josefine is getting high on NIN.
-Josefine is reading Collapse.
-Josefine is recovering from a brutal dental exam. Cavity count: 0. EVER! XD
-Josefine is injecting vodka as anti-freeze.
-Josefine is pondering what to do with her freedom to punish bothersome online customers.
-Josefine is composing the ultimate veggieburger.
-Josefine is descending into NIN’s The Great Below.
-Josefine is having sinful, forbidden fantasies about surviving the spring semester.
-Josefine is drying up & calming the fuck down after her paper round.
-Josefine is walking the dawg.
-Josefine is ACTUALLY gonna read school PDF:s now, then watch “Elektra” just because of JASON ISAACS OMFG!!! XD
-Josefine is listening to sedative music.
-Josefine is staring at a 1983 photo of Trent.
-Josefine is ACADEMICALLY 99% FUCKED & once again able to describe her life entirely in NIN quotes.
-Josefine is off to some Johnny Cash church event called “Hurt” even though she technically doesn’t even listen to Cash. NIN gig surrogate, you see! XD
-Josefine is toying with her sleeping pattern.
-Josefine is zorry but the thought of having to rank her friends & the like gives her them heebiejeebies! :O :)
-Josefine is pointing & laughing evilly at NIN’s former record company.
-Josefine is a bad bad student, Severus sez.
-Josefine is only celebrating WORLD VEGAN DAY and legally downloading a HISTORICAL ALBUM. One she will possibly fucking hate. :D.
-Josefine is having a NIN-hiphop tea party. Aye. *COUGH* http://www.niggytardust.com/ *COUGH*.
-Josefine is googlin rainforest birds.
-Josefine is performing 4000 painkiller-free castrations on Swedish pig industry people daily. They like. It's cheap, too.
-Josefine is checking to see how many millions have joined the 1ºC group since yesterday *COUGH*.
-Josefine is getting high on green tea.
-Josefine is going to die a most gruesome death if they don't FIX THE FUCKING 6 DEGREES APPLICATION WITHIN 40 SECONDS!!!
-Josefine is almost studying.
-Josefine is fighting in the Battle of Tradera.
-Josefine is filling in blog-list #395723957.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D even though she is generally a remix-hater.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D and reading ecotourism article #259275.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D and is confused by the werewolf application. Oh well.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D and über-daydreaming.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D and dayumnear killing herself with http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tI_GkdPeHGE.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D and drowning her school books in tea.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D and uploading 4000000000 RANGER PHOTOS. :O.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D and taking a nite shower.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D and sadly Facebookin at school again.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D, Year Zero part II, a DVD, NIN, revolutions and death.
-Josefine is waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D and is gonna go paper-gnoming tonight, weeee.
-Josefine is no longer waiting for Y34RZ3R0R3M1X3D. XD.
-Josefine is rilly getting the fuck off Facebook now.
-Josefine is ... reading?
-Josefine is licking nin.com.
-Josefine is smooching nin.com. And reading some school Powerpoints... glah...
-Josefine is smooching nin.com and looking at all the pwetty figures in the textbook.
-Josefine is awake?
-Josefine is wondering what nin.com sounds like today (RIP, speakers), and panicking over how much she will suck at tomorrow's exam.
-Josefine is done with her last exam ever. X'C Only scary projects left now.
-Josefine is probably gonna watch Earthlings tonight, in case you wake up tomorrow wondering why THE WHOLE UNIVERSE IS GONE.
-Josefine is still up after 22 h. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qdr9S6ExJcI.
-Josefine is Oscar-nominated for http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yxDlQ0j7Knw.
-Josefine is still up after 23 hours... again. Driven by adrenaline, NIN, tea and maybe skinned dogs looking around.
-Josefine is desperately e-mailing her boss for more work.
-Josefine is staring suspiciously at and prodding her school projects, whilst sighing romantically over nin.com.
-Josefine is prodding her school projects suspiciously.
-Josefine is not totally unable to acknowledge the existence of her school projects, at least today! GO YOZE!
-Josefine is wondering what everyone thinks about http://www.gunshotsbycomputer.com/REDIRECT.html?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
-Josefine is happy that mediearkivet.se has kept the password that was handed out by J's teacher in... 1999.
-Josefine is thrilled to see that someone joined "I saw Earthlings". XD *NUDGE*
-Josefine is a bit offended that they finally removed the obligatory "is" from the status. She was up to the challenge ffs!
-Josefine is uploading photos of her dog to Webshots! Prepare to die!
-Josefine is stroking her profile pic.
-Josefine is not fluffy and white-haired... kinda.
-Josefine is off to infiltrate a Marilyn Manson gig!
-Josefine is paying some billz.
-Josefine is downloading 40000000000000000000000000000000000 remixes from http://remix.nin.com/. :9
-Josefine is learning a new scary paper district.
-Josefine is possibly relaxing.
-Josefine is reading?
-Josefine is reading The Children of Men and suspecting, after 7 pages, that it beats the movie. :D
-Josefine is hating the DRM-nazis at musikshop.gp.se. Anyone got "Still" by Nine Inch Nails? 'Twould kinda be legal.
-Josefine is watching Harry Potter 5 for the first time in 5 months! OMG!!!
-Josefine is gonna pop in at the fam xmas party, but not because she's a total slave under mindless traditions or anything! RAAAAAA!
-Josefine is alone at last. :9
-Josefine is hypnotised by some supposedly ultra-rare NIN tracks. Cosy cosy cosy cosy cosy cosy cosy cosy cosy cosy cosy cosy cosy.
-Josefine is reading an evil/funny blog.
-Josefine is licking 2008's ass and sucking its moist toes.
-Josefine is listening to Year Zero.

Materialistic Xmas result

-WWF membership*... My first, actually! :O
-Black eco-cotton shirt that says "mother earth" which reminds me of Nine Inch Nails' lyrics "our mother nature is a whore" and I like to scribble the first verse of Survivalism in margins and on napkins at random times. I didn't ask for that shirt, but oh well, let's spread some awareness then. SOME. (:B
-Pinkish knitted mittens that my mum... got... from her workplace for free. They will make cosy paper gnome mittens when my faux leather gloves get too worn or out of season. Like, now.
-Nine Inch Nails CD called Ultra rare trax.* It certainly doesn't look like an official release. It looks like it was made lovingly by a semi-professional fan - no label... Hottish pics of Trent sporting the Sirius Black look... Little track descriptions on the cover... In any case it contains 11 trax (Trent is so cool that he wouldn't NEED to use that hip spelling, hehe) which I mostly wouldn't know how to get otherwise as some were previously unreleased. Indeed... Since I might not really have been reminded of their existence and tried to download them. Love.
-$$!!!
-Wall calendar from The Swedish Society for Nature Conservation* featuring photos from the Baltic Sea, which is literally in deep shit. I didn't have a planning-friendly wall calendar in 2007 and that sucked.
-Black eco-long johns to keep me snug and warm until all the ocean floor methane is burped up and grills the Earth.
-USB memory stick - 4 Gb, retractable. My old stick was 128 Mb, now I'm selling it. The bids are up to 16 SEK at the mo! 8O
-2 bars of Lush soap to protect us all from evil. But I later traded Lush soap with another family member, and got a kind called... OMG... SNOWCAKE! XD It smells like marzipan. Hope my sensitive nose can handle it.
-The golden age of grotesque by Marilyn Manson*
-Wee horse wall calendar that Carin sent me! Squee! Most of the photos feature foals, some of which are FUZZY. *diez* *thud* Most are also taken by Bob Langrish, who is not generally my fave horse photographer (GABRIELE BOISELLE IS! XD ), but *slurp chew sigh* this is a very well-working collection. It shall hang in my room and help me remember what to do in my life. (The ocean calendar will hang in the kitchen and daily bombard all passers-by (handful) with environmental tips.) The horses: Headshot of a cute little brown horse which looks like a dollish Arabian or maybe their sugary cartoon-verse equi(!)valent Welsh pony. Chestnut mare and her chestnut foal. Fuzzy paint foal, trotting. Chestnut foal pretendig to be a bigass dressage pro. :B Another chestnut mare and chestnut foal. Headshot of an alert chestnut. Wavy-maned leopard mare with her nearly white foal. FUZZY CHESTNUT FOAL OMG!!! Gallopping Friesian! Headshot of chestnut foal, gilded by light from setting sun. Paint Shettie and paint foal. Fuzzy grulla.
-5 pairs of eco-socks, some with cute animals on them, one pair made of HEMP! Hemp, I hear, is the shit. 4 times stronger than cotton but only 5% as thirsty. It is resistant to pests... and reportedly the Swedish anti-drug lobby has gone into overdrive and illegalised the growing of hemp here, even though the variety used in clothing cannot be made into drugs. Meh! LOOK, HYSTERICAL ANTI-DRUG LOBBY! I'M WEARING HEMP!
-Ticket for a Bruce Springsteen gig* in Gothenburg on July 5, 2008! 2 x 57000 tix sold out quicker than ever. I haven't heard much of Bruce, but what I've heard isn't bad, so I better take my chance, and gigs are always fun.
-2 pairs of eco-knickers
-Fixed by Nine Inch Nails* - remixes of the songs from Broken. Fixed has become freely available at the remix site since I bought the CD...! I have not yet formed an opinion on the remixes. Maybe I should just sell it on to some true packaging whore and pay Trent properly for all my 2nd hand Nine Inch Nails albums when (?) the next album is released online and no evil record label eats most of the money. :)
-Earthenware lasagne vessel thingy, kind of Gladiatoresque...

*Known pre-Xmas!

How is Niggy Tardust doing so far???

I have not yet seen any downloading stats for it, but a few days ago the paper published some stats for Radiohead's album. :B

-1 500 000 downloads.
-38% of downloaders paid.
-The average price they chose was £2.22.

I know that in 99% of cases of trying to predict what people will do, I am WROOOOOONG... That being said, I'm guessing a greater proportion pays for Niggy! :B [accent="southern"]Why?[/accent]

-Saul & Trent are less famous than Radiohead... right? Right? *measures by number of mtv videos seen by yoze = 0 saul + 1 trent + 2 radioheads* So the "few" people that do hear about Niggy are TOTALLY HARDCORE FANS LOOKING HARDCORE-LY FOR THE INFO and may be more loyal to the guys. On average. Btw, everyone says at least Nine Inch Nails fans are loyal as hell. Hehehe. Must live up to reputation.
-If Radiohead are bigger, people should be more prone to assume they are rich enough already.
-£2.22 roughly = $5... yes?
-I still dunno exactly what the story is here, but in short... some people seemed to feel a bit ripped-off by... Radiohead's ex-label?
-Paying for Niggy lets you choose better sound quality, even the free version's qual beats that of In rainbows IIRC.
-No lyrics or art with Radiohead's album.

OMG! Somebody MIXED GENRES! ;B

The inevitable rise and liberation of NiggyTardust by Saul Williams.
Produced by Trent Reznor, which was why I found it. :B



Download this album, ffs. :B Yer options:
A. Download it for free. Really. Get addicted or not.
B. Pay 5 bucks if you like it.
C. Pay 5 bucks if you don't like it but want to encourage the use of this wicked, win-win, eco-friendlier, high-quality, DRM-free distribution model by ALL OTHER ARTISTS! :D
D. Options B + C.

~The sound has been described as... indescribable. Though not by ME. :D
~Do you not THINK you will like it? I have heard loads of people say so, then admit they guessed wrong. Like Nine Inch Nails, it's worth a listen or 8. Will you risk missing something?
~Are you turned off by, uh, whatever went wrong when Radiohead released their album in a similar way? This is different, better. (I still paid Radiohead... :p )
~Cool cover art.
~As I said, Trent produced it.
~Trent sings a bit on it. :)
~1 U2 cover.
~When Saul becomes a superstar and everyone uses the distribution model, you can say you downloaded this historical album THIS EARLY.

Btw, Master Trent has requested that we Digg it.

Hehe. IN YER FACES, disgusting record company fascists of whom I blogged 5 years ago! GENRE-MIXERS ESCAPED YOUR SANDPAPER! XD *pointsandlaughs*

Musical inbreeding!

Here is a shitty translation of something I wrote in my Swedish blog 5 years ago... Hehe, if only I'd had the purely true, uncompromising Trent there to comfort me. :D However, one day... I was going to stumble upon him. And his independence. Which has always been a reality, anyway. (SO HOLD ON, YOZE 2002. :p Refraining from checking out Nine Inch Nails in 1997 is still gonna trash your IQ test result though. It would have been 2 otherwise.)

Myspace was also unheard of. XD

***Friendly tip: Read no further if my CURRENT grammar & spelling causes you pain in any way.***

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Wednesday, September 04, 2002
musical inbreeding

the expression i stole from a letter-to-the-editor letter writer......but anyway: just happened to watch a part of Fame Factory or whatever it's called (TV3) and the steelhearted jury said like 48 times:
"sweetie, you gotta decide what your thing is, you can't do a little bit here and a little bit there. YOU CAN'T MIX GENRES, CAN YOU!!!?!?!?!?!?!!?"
hate that you can only get a record contract if you let the plastic-unidirectional-britney-popstars-contract thing fuck you :P and nobody DARES to do otherwise cuz then the record company might lose OOOONE BUUUUUCK!!!! ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!! lucky i don't want a record contract (i mean, do not greatly desire it) of fuckin COURSE one can like/do different genres AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they disgusted me thaz all.....just wanted to say that..........consider how disgusting they are when you look for a record contract and so on and so forth............. <:)
whether the shit sounds good or not is irrelevant :(

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Now, of course, the sinful genre-mixing might not have been the main concern for Trent's EX-LABEL (MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)... or it might have been. Butcha know what I mean.

I left a comment in me old blog, to be sent back through time. It said "STARFUCKERS!!! STARFUCKERS!!! STARFUCKERS INCORPORATED!!! STARFUCKERS!!!"

May Bob have mercy on our dirty little hearts.

Wow. Nobody can discover Nine Inch Nails later than I did.

Not my fave... band? ever ever ever, but I found it like this... Something like this:

~Around friggin 1997 I read an ole entertainment mag featuring a list that was pooooooossibly titled "How to scare grandma away". One of the tips was "Play Nine Inch Nails. Especially the song -" WHAT SONG DID THEY RECOMMEND, if any?! :) Closer, perhaps? Well. I had never heard (of) Nine Inch Nails, but remembered the name for eternity as it gave me a vision of curled, filthy, world-record-long finger nails. Scratching chalkboards and silken skin. Uhu! And seeing how they were recommended in this way, I figured it must be the most evil, badass, noisy band in the universe. Good to know - in 1997 I was concocting a cunning plan on how to scare realtors and would-be buyers from our lovely rental summer house. :) It involved presenting a spotless room to my anxious folks on inspection, and whipping up a post-apocalyptic room to show the buyers 10 minutes later. I made a drawing describing the method. (Display a frightening road sign on the wall, spill substances on the floor, etc.) It was not at all the most exquisite picture ever produced. And it is gone. Somewhere. :C *weep* Hehe, the above wasn't that important. Good times though. (The plan was never realised and the house was sold.) But I wonder if Nine Inch Nails was streaming from the drawing's portable CD player? Maybe not... I knew no lyrics after all. And we listened mostly to E-Type that summer. Badass. How annoying, I SHOULD have checked out Nine Inch Nails that very autumn! XC Once I had read that list it WAS, officially or not, on my list of bands to check out briefly before my death, even though I hardly expected to enjoy... the noise. But there were other artists, more interesting... *shuddering sob*

~2003 brought sweet RICKMANIA. On IMDB:s Alan forum the Snape fans were going and going and going and going and going and going on about some Trent Reznor from Nine Inch Nails (or so it feels). Aha, that scary band. Well, I suppose I clicked on some picture link to see what I thought about their comparisons between him and Snape. "Maybe a bit." :/ I clicked Back and forgot. Nowadays: "Icarenotifheisamericangobackto1994thento2006-andsmuggletheboyintosnapesworstmemoryscenedammit!"

~In the summer of 2005 I had figured out how to record things from the TV to my beloved DVD recorder, so I kept MTV on and without food or sleep I waited for my fave videos to pop up so that I could make a nice DVD version of old times' MTV tapes. A video I did not care to deev was... (this must have been in 2005, right?) Only by Nine Inch Nails. And that is the only Nine Inch Nails song I remember being played on anything I listened to or watched... :( So I listened. "That doesn't sound like the most badass band in the universe. Sounds kinda normal. Can't get a good look at the pin-creature though." He sounded older than I had imagined. Had I imagined anything? In any case... That was not the worst voice I had heard, I noted in the back of me head and moved on with my life. If only I had not...

~In 2006, I was too busy worrying about something all through the summer job hunting season, maybe that's why I had to make do with the paper gnome mission... :)

~...without which I might not have landed THIS year's district. (And if I had been jolly and normal, I might have found another job.) The paper gnome gets a few papers of her own each day, if she does the job right. On August 7, 2007, I was browsing backwards through the entertainment section of each paper as usual and spotted (in a paper I wouldn't have read but for my gnome job) some boring headline saying... nothing about Nine Inch Nails or the Reznor bloke, but it was an interview with him, I noticed. Thought I'd read it. I did. Wooooooooooo!

Ratexla's diary: "He seems nice and his new record seems cool. I should check. It's called Year zero."
Interviewer, magically calling from the page: "Did you know they're playing in Stockholm tonight?! :D"
Ratexla: "Whatever. Wonder if I'm gonna fall in love with Trent. His singing WAS pretty nice, and here he complains about people who think global warming is a myth. Is it hot in here or is it just Trent?"

I considered the matter for a few days, ordered the CD, survived the death-plunging and returned home to the newly arrived Year zero. Late, so I soon hopped into bed and hit Play.

Year zero: *BOINK BZZZZZZZZZZZ SCREEEEEECH*
Ratexla: "Oh... fuck, the sound of dustbins rolling downhill. It was to be expected. I doubt I can get used to this, but the idea was cool nevertheless, so I had to check. Tomorrow I will read the interesting, inaudible lyrics, prolly put the CD on the shelf forever, or sell it, and be happy for the experience." *CRASH*

The next day I did read all the lyrics and was awaaaaaaake during the last 2 songs - In this twilight and Zero-sum, both of which I liked instantly. :)

Ratexla: "I will at least listen to THESE again!" *goes trentsurfing*
Fan on forum: "I had to listen to Year zero a few times before I could like it..."
Ratexla: "Def more chances for you, little CD..."
Site-owning fan: "Nine Inch Nails is not everyone's cuppa, but if you are meant to be a fan, you will find your way to it..."
Ratexla: "Beautiful."

By nightfall, I didn't find it too bad, even musically, AND I was tolerably high on crush drug. :) After a coupla days, several songs were brain-splattingly listenable. Steel in the night, down the road from Terminator 2... (Oh, today yesterday was the 10th anniversary of the start of THAT war, innit. :O ) Flicking a raven feather to tickle my apocalyptic fancies. When I lie dying of radiation sickness, perhaps I can pull the CD booklet out of my torn, burned pocket and read a little, unless the nuclear blast has skinned me like a cat.

2 days after Year zero I was ready to drill my way through the Himalayas with a toothbrush to go and get the first album. I just took the bus though.

Ratexla: "Severus...?"

2 days later I got the famous The downward spiral, and unless postal service fucks up with The fragile, that's on its way... :) Thereafter I shall no longer be confined to merely standing around record shops, caressing, sniffing, licking, biting, sucking, hugging and ogling With teeth, nooooooo... :9 Damn, now I've hyped it for myself. :p And it will turn out to be one of them things that feature 2 LOVELY HIT SONGS plus x rotting shrimp corpses.

Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease come back to somewhere near me... soon... I must see Nine Inch Nails live before I die. (Or after, if necessary. Though in the latter case I would lack vision.) By still refusing to abbreviate the name I am vainly trying to make up for the partly lost years since I came to know it. :p Not only concerts were missed... During my Trentsurfing I found a group huddled in a forum thread, speaking of how Nine Inch Nails had been like a friend to them in their lives as outcasts. 1997-1998! I was blissfully ignorant of many things that now drive me off 99th floor window ledges... But I was never more... decidedly depressed or... intensely, continuously suicidal. I lived, as you can see. Undiagnosed, not super-serious, got up in the mornings, never fingered razorblades (uh... I had none, and I'd prefer pills), and was probably worried about being so abnormal and ugly and bloke-less, or about my shortage of friends. Friends like Nine Inch Nails? :B

Into the very bowels of Death I plunged!

But that's not all I did, this summer.

SUMMER CHRONICLE OF 2007!

I:

+Visited a wee but kickarse and überpopular veg*ism fair in Stockholm and gained 60 kg
+Moved back in with dear old Webshots
+Celebrated me Nick's 45th b-day wildly!
+Hung around the HP5 gala premiere in London!
+Hung around the HP5 gala premiere in OMG GOTHENBURG!
+Saw Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
+Listened to ALAN reading The return of the native by Thomas Hardy. :D It lasted all summer!
+Read Dracula by Bram Stoker
+Read Sagan om Isfolket: Trollbunden by Margit Sandemo
+Read Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen
+Read Bröderna Lejonhjärta by Astrid Lindgren
+Read Mio, min Mio by Astrid Lindgren
+Read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by JK Rowling
+Read Män som hatar kvinnor by Stieg Larsson
+Read HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS BY JK ROWLING!
+Read Mansfield Park by Jane Austen
+Started reading Collapse by Jared Diamond
+Waited outside Justin Timberlake's hotel even though I don't listen to him. I think I saw him, but he was too quick for a picture.
+Waited outside The Rolling Stones' hotel even though I don't listen to them. I think I saw... *opens encyclopedia* ...Charlie Watts, but he was too quick for a picture. Oh, and the rest of them snuck out the back door to punish us infidels who hadn't bothered to get concert tix. :B
+Found me an apparently raaaaaare CD which I got as an LP in 1990 or 1991 (my 2nd or 3rd record ever...) but which I haven't listened to since the mid-90's and which I had been looking for since 2004 - Scandalo by Gianna Nannini :)
+Did that death-plunging. Aye. Very flashy. See, a zoo thingy (relatively good one) that cooperates with my uni program were a few guides short and they e-mailed my entire class, begging for our divine services which we had practised there this spring. I suppose everyone else was away = at home, or working in other flashy relevant jobs they could keep forever. But my paper round had just died on me, so I had no excuse... to tell the guide-hunter, or myself. :p I dug up my old guide material, neglected my summer book and hopped on the bus. Originally I was going to take 3 - THREE! - groups round the park, but it was cut down to 2. Some kinda relief. My employer seemed to think I was devastated about this. :B Well, I survived the guiding for now, barely. At least I got ADULTS. To make my stay (which included 1 hostel night, mmm) more worthwhile, I was kindly given some extra random work behind the scenes. I got to pick sticks and other debris out of an empty enclosure. Ahhh. It all added up to 2 full work days... :) Soooooo, from now on, when I rot among the live honey-dipped baby mice in the emperor's kitchen, or wherever I get to work post uni, I will FOREVER be able to say that ONCE IN MY LIFE I HELD A JOB WHICH HAD SOMETHING TO DO WITH MY EDUCATION! XD Now... let's just FINISH UNI... *GULP*
+Got rid of my evil bro at last. Well, it was actually his idea to move out, but he said it was partly thanks to me as I "talk too much about Harry Potter." Hmmmmmmmmmm? :D
+Discovered Nine Inch Nails. See tomorrow's separate dissertation on the development of my little obsession. :D
+Got yet another paper district, now to be tamed each Sunday for all eternity! Wee! Or until I move. (I NEVER MENTION MOVING OUT, DO I?!) Almost next to the last one, and bigger. Walking, of course. Not too hilly, so I may survive the winter.

I survived Xmas...

...with MY (extended) family. :p I had been dreading it. But keeping away for most of the time worked now, at least.

For the record, this was my first Xmas as an official heathen! :B Since November 23 I belong to no religion! :D I think... For this I get a piece of paper, almost no church tax, and 1 ticket to hell. :q

Here was me original wish list:
-TNC:s Rainforest Fund thingies
-Terrapasses
-...and a few CD:s...

Here is how it actually turned out *MATERIALISTIC XMAS PRESSIE REPORT* :
-Black eco-cotton top (so soft and thick...)
-Booze chocolate (good if one bites a hole in em and pours out the booze)
-Electric toothbrush (I hope my toothpaste isn't too abrasive)
-A friggin huge steel lantern (which I ain't keeping)
-Cash!
-2 decorative birds + 2 decorative trolls (used)
-Some Aloe gel (which I never knew I needed and which contained mysterious ingredients so I passed it on...)
-Soap from Lush
-Shampoo thing from Lush
-A Robbie biography (written by some Swedish tabloid journalist but reasonably respectful *sucks juice*)
-A backpack (my 4-year-old one was perfect, but it has got a hole in the bottom. Hmm. Huh huh huh huh.)
-A wall calendar (featuring JOAQUIN!)
-The da Vinci code soundtrack by Hans Zimmer
-Sparkle in the rain by Simple Minds
-Boy by U2
-A red mini-lantern...
-Some candle (I'm off candles... I hear they contain palm oil... That's just not cosy)
-Knickers made of poisonous cotton (which I'm not keeping either)

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This law course is death.

My bro's violent "tendencies"

He got home before I did today and when that happens he always plays his shite music at 5000 dB while he cooks and eats. I never take it, and he usually takes it when I turn the shit off so that I can, GASP, eat something for 10 fucking minutes before I retire to my dungeon. He is unable to grasp that someone else may also be hungry OR not in love with his music. Once he actually said "But you can eat later."

8O

OH MY GOD.

Today he said it was his RIGHT to listen to the shit because he a) got home first :O and b) has tinnitus.
i) I wonder whose fault that could be
ii) YAY, I WANT SOME TINNITUS TOO!

Then he says "But you and mum listen to music in the living room" and I go "Well if that disturbs you, I've told you you may TURN IT THE FUCK OFF, but you never do" and he says "No, I let YOU listen" just to keep his right to TORTURE me. Yeah, perhaps it's also cool if someone begs you to kinky-whip them and then whips the non-kinky you?

So I turned the shit off, he turned it back on, and when I tried to get to the stereo again he blocked my way and pushed me so I sort of bounced backwards (but not like in 2004 when he lost control over a fight with SOMEONE ELSE and threw ME across the room (wow, my shoulders just happened to be in the way of his hands) and I had to seek medical advice). He even kept his hands raised. I asked if he was going to beat me up again and darted past him to the stereo, where he grabbed me from behind. For 34953 years. I screamed in terror but refrained from pinching his arm upon remembering the juiciest bits of school's anti-violence docus ("X lost 16 teeth, and to this day he has no feeling in his right body half. The criminals then proceeded to crush his kidneys and rip his aorta and hey, if he had been a girl there is no reason to think they would not have -"). He might have MURDERED me if I had done anything. Only 6x bigger than I am. I didn't call the cops (next fucking time though... Hope that degree of threat is a crime), just one of the rulers of the house. But I'm SO gonna warn all the girls he drags home from now on. Ya know what they say, it never stops after the first beating, eh. The E-dawg is jumpy around him, too. And he's training to become a NURSE! If there is ever a wave of mysterious pillow-chokings in hospitals, I can toss them a clue. Around civilised people he's Mr Clean & PC who whistles over-sanely and merrily in the shower or while he cooks, can say that I have to become social but not why, chirps "How spiffing to SEEEEEEEEEEEEEE you, grandmothaaaaaaahhh! XD" and sighs happily that he Would Love To Work With People.

I've hated this proud abuser of physical power for almost 3 years and I hope he dies in a slow, painful accident shortly. *daydreamz*

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On the subject of big boys with 12-year-old brains, somebody DID decide to feed off the Borat hype, by airing the Ali G SHOW here... Monday to Thursday this week, at least... *devour* No further comments, as I must now do my environmental law homework. Also going on an expedition to the kitchen, for some tea, just to show off. If I'm not back in 10... go on without me. *grabs fancy dagger*

Incredibly Great Summer 2006 Accomplishments

I did one o' these chronicles for the summer of 2004 too... So I'm gonna steal the idea from myself once more. WTF did I get "done"? (Oh, and does "chronicle" imply "chronological order"? HAHAHAHA! XD )

~Bought a new Canon cam, 6 Mpixels instead of 2!
~Shot horses at jumping competitions... AYE, CAM!
~Bought light little trainers
~Shot insects
~Edited 47524520485206820968204682056 photos
~Shot horses at mounted games competitions
~Made poor online insect album
~Online:d some of my old diaries
~Read An awfully big adventure by Beryl Bainbridge
~Read Horse heaven by Jane Smiley
~Read Moby Dick by Herman Melville
~Read Go ask Alice by anonymous author (Best book on this list)
~Read The tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Brontë
~Read Ryttare: Tommy Nilsson by Martin Lund
~Read Lady Chatterley's lover by D.H. Lawrence
~Read Naiv. Super. by Erlend Loe
~Read Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
~Read About a boy by Nick Hornby
~Read To build a fire by Jack London
~Read Holy smoke by Anna & Jane Campion (Worst book on this list)
~Read The picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde
~Found effective, aluminium-free, vegan, non-animal tested deodorant *COUGH* Aroma Creme from Lush *COUGH*
~Visited Bohuslän
~Visited Tallinn, Estonia
~Visited Norway
~Celebrated Nick Lea's b-day...
~...by starting on Diary 30, the pwettiest ever, designed by Lo! (:B
~Saw The da Vinci code
~Saw Tristan & Isolde
~Sang with Robbie, and some other people
~Saw Ronan Keating live at the opening ceremony of the Euro-champs stuff :p
~Was an extra in the movie Mustafa/Massimo for one day = several scenes :D which earned me 100 SEK and possibly a place in art history (:B
~Raced around with thousands of morning papers
~Ate more fibre
~Visited Glasgow, Edinburgh & Stirling, Scotland. :B Monkeys just got updated... :p

I stayed at the Euro Hostel in Glasgow which was neat, once I had figured out that the showers actually COULD produce water above the temperature of a genuine autumn Highland loch! :9

On the first day I went for a getting-lost walk and got lost in the ghetto. I only saw 2 streets in that city worth visiting (for over-shopping, of course)... and the lovely Necropolis... and maybe the cathedral. All this could be done in one day, so I no longer see the point of Glasgow. Except it's where the planes land, and one might want to revisit Necropolis (massive romantic graveyard on hill!) in a more romantic ghostly light than friendly morning sun. :q

Perhaps the point of Glasgow would be clearer to me if I had ever bothered to sniff out the famous West End, which was off my map :O but I didn't.

I had already decided to take some bus to Edinburgh and worship Greyfriars Bobby and stalk Alan, who probably left town very soon after the Snowcake premiere. Even though My name is Rachel Corrie now ran, which was why I could hope... But I didn't see him anywhere... near the theatre... :B or anywhere else! But I did find Bobby's statue, *sniff* his grave, *BAWL* a miniature statue to take home, *finger* and Bobby's Bar, *slurp* where I imbibed a goblet of Spriteandlemonwithice. Since ~1998 I have dreamed of brooding in a wee brown Scottish pub. Of living in a whisky ad. :B

I happened to know Simple Minds would play in Edinburgh that day, but for various reasons I didn't go... Maybe I should have... I had even brought ear plugs "just in case I stumble over a Texas concert or summat"! I saw the stage in a park... from the bus back to Glasgow. D'oh! I missed a free concert they gave in Gothenburg only weeks ago. Mrrrr. Not that I've heard much of their music... But I will, hehe.

The buses from Edinburgh to Glasgow departed every 10 minutes, it seemed, which is bizarrely more often than the buses go from my home to the damn mall. Or anything. :p

On post-Edinburgh day and my last day of Scotland (I spent the last night at the airport, hehe) I had indeed planned to sniff out the West End or at least relax in the Botanic Gardens or summat, but I felt the smooth bus net calling once more. I checked the map for a hilly, close-by, neat place to go, and Stirling seemed to fit. I went there, crossed half the town (or, more probably, loads LESS), map-free, and suddenly the town ended and I had a free view of... the gate to the Highlands, as I later read in the guide book. I shot the Highlands with as many adorable sun-spots as possible, and went a little closer to the Wallace monument.

GUESS WHAT, under normal circumstances I would be soooo anxious to watch Braveheart right now... Well, I am... but I know how DISTURBED I would be every time ye-know-who came on screen... now. *POW* Anyone able to fit my DVD player with a de-Mel-iser? Wonder if he's going to apologise and mean it? +O~~~

*runs finger down back of yummy trainspotting dvd case... and harry pottah will also come in handy*

Robbie! & much irrelevant talk about us getting cooked.

At first, the Robbie Williams concert was 7 months away. Directly after that, it was 1 month away for about 1 month. :)

On July 1 I got up at half past 4 am, hopped on the first morning bus, walked a little way since the trams were still asleep, and found a group of happy campers behind the great arena, Ullevi. It seemed I was the 2nd or so non-camper there. :)

I slowly moved into the internal holes of the camper bunch, guarding a spot for my mum who couldn't be arsed to get there until about 10.30! :O Some Robbie fan! We fried and sizzled on the asphalt, eating, drinking, reading, aching and sweating, until about 4 pm, when the gates opened and everybody tried to get into Ullevi at the same time. I hope no brave little campers got swept back in line in the confusion/s... It would have been smarter and fairer and less squeezy if the organisers had set up a proper queue, instead of just a series of squares for everyone to scramble through at the same time. *COUGH* (Because I wanna camp next time! :B )

We were kept in a couple of limbo pens for over an hour, I bet, one of them had shade! OMG! Whenever a gate was opened, the guards informed us that any squeezing would result in a slower progress. :p After someone had handled my ticket for maaaaaaaany seconds, we rushed power-walked into Ullevi. Running is so much easier... But there were rows upon rows of guards inside the arena, ready to make runners start over! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! I wasn't drunk, unlike some! Running wouldn't have resulted in MY tripping and being trampled! :p At least I overtook quite a few people, inspired by a racing novel I'd just finished. :)

[witch hunt of poor ickle public smokers 2006]Various bunches of biatch-kids chain-smoked on us during the later part of the day. One of the bunches asked around for a cig lighter. I wish I'd brought one (for ballad-waving). I would have played leisurely with it in front of the junkies' eyes. MUAHAHAHAHAHA! As it were... one of the GUARDS finally became their lighter-dealer. The guards had said earlier that they were there to make sure we were comfortable. Obviously not. (Uncomfortable smokers do not count since it's their own damn fault if they die of cravings. Smoke allergics do count since it's not their own damn fault if they DIE OF SMOKE AND MISS THE CONCERT!)

I'm not fully allergic to cig smoke... yet... I only get clogged up... *clogs them smokerz' noses with smouldering ashes* :D I don't know HOW crowd-smokers know that the crowds they currently inhabit are free of allergic people. Or even people who aren't trying to get cancer asap. IT'S AMAZING! :O DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!

I blew back their smoke into their hair, pinched my nose shut (great, more cancer smoke for my mouth, but that won't be a problem since I never speak anyway, eh) and coughed a bit on the smokers.

(No, I dunno how to tell strangers, nicely or coolly, to stop force-feeding me tar. They might have teleported me back to 8th grade using the "Ummmm...?!" Glances and rendered me even sadder than before. Besides, why the feck should I have to point such things out to them? Did they receive pro-smoking propaganda in Kindergarten?)

DIE!!![/witch hunt of poor ickle public smokers 2006]

It was lucky I knew Robbieman would "soon" lift my spirits back up into heavenly spheres. But first, there was much sitting around in the arena and waiting for people fetching water to spill cool water on us. :) Then someone or other must have gotten on their feet, because everyone did. Good for the evil advertisers, bad for our backs.

Then there was DJ Coco, Robbie's DJ apparently. Mhm. Then Basement Jaxx came in to warm us up. Or cool us down. Or distract me from my poor ickle public smoker neighbours. :D At least they had more outfit changes (x) than the warm-up band for Robbie's 2003 concert (0). But what is the point of warm-up bands? Jaxx were well-known... I thought... And unknown bands will mostly be associated with fatigue and impatience forever... Our backs would last so much longer into the real concerts if it weren't for them. :C And the ADS! :p

I had found a spot in 2nd row, stuck out my arm, and grasped the barricade to stay in place. I would have been in the FIRST row if one of the smokers hadn't been guarding spots for her 48 friends... I DO hope those friends had waited at least as long as I. They arrived kind of late...?! Should have smoked less to improve blood flow to their walking instruments. Hmm, if I hadn't guarded a spot for my mum (of course, our outside crowd wasn't very dense) I could have whined more about this. *mutter*

At last Robbie shot out of the stage when I wasn't looking his way, the sly thing! :O There HE was. Again. Real. OMG. Wearing a green tie thing tonight. Well, and some more.

I started out a bit cold, like the rest, I thought. :p But straight in front of us was a very stern-looking guard who I paranoidly imagined would be pissed if anyone showed signs of happiness or summat. After a little while, however, I had thought things over. I wasn't going to be the one responsible for any repetition of an ole Swedish concert after which Robbie complained loads about how cold the Swedes had been. (Well... they are known for it...) I WAS HERE TO HAVE MY SOCKS ROCKED BY ROBBIE AND ROCK HIM BACK!!! :D Soon I was singing along (OK, I might not have done THAT if I'd been alone, hehe... Um, in that case I woulda been busy...) to every line I knew, and mass-conversing with Robbie in between. And taking pics (mostly blurry ones, I dared not fiddle too much with the cam... Sigh...), and trying to catch HIS eye. My mum cannot stop talking about how he caught hers in 2003. :B (She found herself unable to return his mortally charismatic gaze. :p ) I envied her, and kicked myself for not STARING HARDER at him then. Not sure how I did now, hehe. (:B

Once or twice Robbie jumped down to touch/get touched by us worshippers, but he never came near me. I'll just keep waiting, luv...

He himself kept, uh, mentioning the name of his hotel, with great energy. :) He invited all 56 000 of us. Aye. Especially a very veteran fan of 24, who had seen Take That back in those days. :O "The... ELITE... HOTEL... You've deserved it! You followed me all these years, I think you deserve a little..." Hawt lip movements ensue. XD

The other 55 900+ concert goers claim the heavenly event lasted about 2 hours, but I know better. 'Twas 5 minutes long indeed. COME BACK HERE, ROBBIE!!! :9 Suddenly... it was over. XC Everyone dashed for the exit. They appeared to have bet on themselves to be the first one...s to reach the street.

Mum: "OHHHHHHH GAAAAAAAAAAWD! MY BAAAAAAAAACK!"
Yoze: "Uh, mum... Can't we lean against the barricade here in the peaceful temple of rock & roll for a few hours and crack our backs back into place while the others race out?"
Mum: "No, we desperately have to be the first people to reach the street! CROWDSURF OUT RIGHT NOW!"

Then I was distracted and disoriented and noticed too damn late that she was confusedly taking the longest possible road to the bus, a late stop that rendered us and our cracked backs seat-less. Oh well, exercise. +P

The next night... The next concert... I floated around outside Ullevi. OMG, I didn't know the sound was THAT good out there, hehe. (I should have gone and at least LISTENED to U2...) 2 laps around the arena, watching the strong-boyfriend-equipped fans climbing a high fence to get glimpses of Robbie (which they did), dipping my feet in a lil river outside during Come undone, then a happy ending among other listeners on the grass. *romantic sigh*

Blurry happy pics linked to Monkeys.

Ah, yes... The January exam & Walk the Line!

I always imagined bragging about the January exam result here... if it was good... and sucking the car's exhaust pipe if it was bad...

I'M NOT SUCKING THE EXHAUST PIPE! VG! VG! VG! VG! VG! VG MINUS!

Ahhh, finally another VG. Perhaps I've still GOT IT... *blows at smokin' gun* *downs bottle o' flax seed oil* 8 people failed, 5 scored a G and 7 scored a VG (I was the 2nd worst VG child), IIRC. As the teachers had kind of predicted. :p They are stats geeks after all.

The day after I found out about the, erm, wonderful exam result, yes, thank you lordy, my inner and outer film festival took place. All the invisible children was surprisingly good, although the short film featuring our man David and directed by Ridley Scott and some other Scott was the TOTALLY WEIRDEST one :p and my favourite was that by John Woo. *blows nose... because... because mission: impossible ii was so ballet-ly pwetty even though everyone hated it to bits & besides john was nice to my nick lea*

Then I was washed out from the pwetty cinema on the river of everyone else's tears and met up with my mum with whom I went to see... WALK THE LINE!

One of those films on which I do not have much of an opinion at all... But there was that actor... Yes, that is quite a different case. :) I + EVERYONE *heart* JOAQUIN!

Even my mum was a puddle on the floor: "OMG THE MOVIE WAS SO GOOD! OMG JOAQUIN AND THAT GIRL ARE SO TALENTED! I THOUGHT SHE WAS A PROFESSIONAL SINGER! HOW CAN ACTORS LEARN TO SING LIKE THAT? OMG JOAQUIN IS SO PRETTY! Especially with brown contacts. Yoze, why are you crying? OHHHHHHH, AHHHHHHHHHHH, THAT VOICE! JUST LISTEN! IT'S SO VERY MANLY!"

I shan't whine loudly. It would possibly have received a cooler welcome had I conjured it.

GET ME RIDLEY/JOHN/QUENTIN ON THE PHONE!

It could have been worse though. I loved at least one line:

"Elvis takes it!"

*neigh*

Nah, I'm just sitting here, having entered my third major Joaquin fuzz phase, approximately, and I will make no effort to swim back up. :9 O Joaquin, how can I describe my fuzz 4 thee? It all comes out sounding old (900 million years), superficial, and/or religious. Just listen:

[Sir, we have reason to believe that]

Joaquin is an angel! :D

See?

But really. 20 million monkeys poking 20 million people machines in 20 million people factories for 20 million years will eventually manufacture a... a...

Why am I wasting bandwith trying to explain? Now a relatively large part of the world knows the fuzz.

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I bought the soundtrack hours before I saw Walk the line. In the film festival's little shop. Which also offered... mmm... replicas of THE wallet from Pulp fiction. AND it was fake leather. I was severely tempted, but... but... I've got a lovely wallet already... and I'm trying not to be such a Bad Melon Farmer... so... *sniffle*

The soundtrack. I like Joaquin's voice... and Joaquin, so I had to have it of course, but expected to be horrified by the music. I had heard one Cash song that I knew of... Ring of fire. It played around a couple of Joaquin's scenes in U-turn. ROTF. THAT version of the song was perfectly horrifying in THAT feel-bad film... Anyway, I didn't know it was Cash. Later I saw the Walk the line trailer and recognised the song, but I could not think of why. :) I knew Johnny Cash's name mainly thanks to an X-Files ep in which Mulder held up a white shirt and shrieked:

"JOHNNY CASH!"

Threw the soundtrack in the player, threw some mushrooms in the pan. *feels rhythm & goes musical with kitchen utensils* All the songs weren't so fecking bad. :B I still don't feel like listening to the real thing, but my soundtrack faves would be

-Ring of fire...! :p
-Folsom Prison blues
-Home of the blues
-Cocaine blues
-Jackson

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I must make the unoriginal suggestion of a Robbie Williams biopic starring Joaquin! YAY! Their dark hair (um, Yoze, there is dye, otherwise), their green eyes (er, Yoze, did you see that movie Walk the line), their crazy faces, their 1974's, their higher-than-Cash voices (I mean in case Joaquin doesn't wanna work so hard to change his voice again)... I can only prove it by showing you whichever diary I was writing on June 8, 2000 - but on the day I first saw Gladiator, which was the first time I noticed Joaquin, I basically wrote... something like... "THE EMPEROR RESEMBLED ROBBIE." Spoooooooooooky, eh? :D No.

Problem is, I believe Robbie's style will not stagnate and his story will not end until he dies or summat *cries* so Joaquin can't play the young Robbie... Unless, of course, we make a Robbie Williams Biopic Part 1 this decade and keep 'em coming until the story ends. :P *crycrycry*

Or Joaquin can just tour the world and sing Cash songs or whatever he wants, I will kinda listen!
What other spooky opinion have I been harbouring for years? That Joaquin can pass not only for an animated painted wreath-wearing ancient Roman dude, or for Robbie, but also for any of them classic 50's rock stars... at will. (Er, I know nothing of 50's rock.) And I don't think it was just thanks to U-turn... :)

Naturally, these were just my few easy ideas. Our man can play ANYTHING! :x

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I'm at school and writing this on NO blood sugah whatsoever! Gonna go and gobble down my sandwich, and a packet of thick... smooth... sweet... cholesterol free... chocolate soy milk... The lurking headache softens when one knows such things to be in store... +)