Anime Crush?

so, yesterday I spent more or less glued to the coach.
it’s been snowing as hell in Sweden, which made it impossible(?!) for me to do all the things I was supposed to yesterday. Why would I go out and for instance buy the billion Christmas gifts I have left ? I’m such a smart girl…
At least we had a GREAT Dj-night saturday. It was crowded and we got some great responce from the bar, including the dudes we played with! It was fun, fun, fun!

I started to watch the anime series Basilisk yesterday.
I’ve always had a little ”thing” for anime guys (wait a minute?! is that even possible?!).
Being totally in love with Starzinger’s Cogo, pretending to be Princess Aurora whilst growing up, probably messed me up big time.
Don’t worry, I’m not “crushing” on the gorgeous anime-guys for real… but besides, if I did, it’s not like every male on the planet didn’t fell a tiny bit for Jessica Rabbit, right?

So anyway…  As I  sort of crushed on Genosuke, the main guy.
(I know, the hair style would NEVER work irl, but the dreamy eyes?! Oh yes!).
I started to think about how much I love how the japanese filmmakers tell their stories. So melancholic, beautiful, respectful to nature, delicate, magical and with massive influence of their old beliefs and culture.
Basilisk contains a lot of cool ninja-fighting, a good story, innocent love, sadness (AND Genosuke!!).
In video games, manga and anime there’s oftenly female ninjas/warriors that kick as much ass as the male characters. I love, love, love that!

Okay, time to shut up?

Monday morning.

It’s early and so dark outside (we hate Sweden during winter).
And yes, it’s Monday and the strings tied to the bed seems impossible to break.
I’m freezing, it’s snowing outside and Sweden is so painful to wake up in this time of year. And soon, I have to walk outside… Work… bleergh…

Brrrrrr!

Okay, so lets stop the complaining for a moment.
On Wednesday there’s a Dj-gig coming up for me. Yeay! That’s probably the best this week.
YeeezzzZZZZZzzzzzzzz…

Red Eyes

I’m so tired today… zZZZZZzzzzzzzz.
I could literally fall asleep now when I’m typing.
Can someone please remind me to NOT drink when I Dj – and absolutely NOT to work early the following day.

IT WAS SO MUCH FUN THOUGH!!!!

And so hard and frustrating and angsty and fun and crazy and panicky.
   I’m never, ever gonna be anything but impressed by good Dj’s.
I had no idea that it is that hard.
It’s so much hard work behind those beats and the flow on the dance floor.
And if the crossover between songs and the beat matching goes wrong, you literally want to kill yourself.

Arcade Fire – No Cars Go

Just wanted to post this fabulous song!
Enjoy!

Let’s play some records!

So, tonight my second dj gig is coming up.
I’m so stoked!
This dj-thing is really starting to grow into a serious hobby of mine. I just L O V E digging into music, trying to find the best tunes I can think of.
When you play music, you want your tunes to be the kind that makes people think: “Wow, that’s a great song. I wonder what it’s called?”.
So tonight is up and next week we’re playing on a very popular bar here in Stockholm. I’m actually a tiny bit nervous about that one.
hehe, but - we’ll do our best to  blow everyone’s brain out!

So, I guess I’ll report about how it all went down later.
See ya out there Party People!

On my way out.

I’m sitting here with a glass of wine in my hand, ready to go out and hit town.
I wasn’t planning too, but sometimes you just change your mind like it was scheduled all day.

Yesterday I had a great night.
I had the pleasure to have the company of two of my best girlfriends (Gawd, I adore those two).
We had dinner, drank wine , laughed and went out to this very cool “black” club.
I don’t even know if you call it that in English, but it means that it’s listed as a private club, where you have to be on the guest list to enter.
Anyway, while we where there, I suddenly recognized someone from my past.
For the first time in centuries I met this guy that I was sort of in love with when I was 16.
He looked… kind of the same.
We haven’t seen each other since high school, so we talked for a while and he was… kind of rude.
Not to me, but to everyone else.
Once upon a time he use to be an “IT-dude” in Stockholm… and I wouldn’t be surprised if he still is… but…
His way of looking at people frightened me. I suddenly remembered the hierarchy on my old school.
Realizing that this dude is almost thirty freaking years old – and still acting like 17.
How do you have the energy? Why don’t you just enjoy your night and have fun?
He told me I was very pretty, which was exactly what I wanted to hear – before I took of with my girlfriends and had an after party at my place with some other friends. Mehehehe.
Yeah. It was a great night dudes! You should have been with me!

I wonder what this night will give me?

Saturday night light

Sweden is all dark and cold now, winter is thick in the air.
In about an hour, a friend of mine will come over. We’ll drink wine and then we’ll go out.

I wonder what this night will hold for me?
Will it be one of the many nights, that just falls into space, that you hardly remember?

- or will it be magical?

I keep looking for the stars.