D A L I F . C O M

Me new name.

Well as good as, anyway. My good friend, Bense aka Ulrik, who's been working as a part time receptionist at a large Radisson hotel here in town, has spoken to the manager in there, and asked them about a free position as a night receptionist at the hotel. The manager was thrilled that finding a new full time night person was that easy, and said all I had to do was turn up with an application and have an interview. And, and I quote: "unless he's a total freak, he's hired". Bense is good for these sorts of things. He sold me well, the pimp... Besides which, I'm overqualified. It's gonna be nice getting the good hours back. Working nights isn't for everyone, and I don't plan on doing it for years. But I'm looking forward getting a job where I don't have to show up mon-fri at 8am, and just sit. At least this one will give me variations. And apparently the guys in there are pretty flexible and cool. Also, this means food budget will be sliced almost in half, seing as I'll eat in there a lot. Also, it'll give me a lot of time during the night, where I can read and write. I plan on bringing my laptop a lot, and doing some work while there.

Oh yes... there's also the benefits. Cheap hotel rooms across the globe. Perhaps it's time for some more travelling soon. Been ages since last time. It's a good transitional period for me. Office work just isn't for me. I'll try and work up some more skills here at home, and then either do freelance, or start something up myself. Nothing planned, but at least I'm not grinding myself into a killing frenzy or something. I just can't cope with things when they become a routine chore, more than a pleasure. And it's not been a pleasure for me coming into work since lord knows when. A year or so.

Damn straight. I quit me job today. Had a chat with the bossman, and while he had an idea I wasn't over the top happy, I don't think he was counting on me dropping the old quit-bomb. It went smoother than I had anticipated, and we're gonna seperate as chums, which is always nice. I guess being an angry and mean-spirited asshole WILL soften the blow of quitting eventually. I shall remember this. 

So, September will be my last month here. I was offered the chance to come back in the future, when I've sorted myself out. I doubt I'll do it, but I guess it's nice to have the option. Now, next thing on the agenda is finding another job. I've got a few in my sights, so it's just a matter of nailing them. I'll very likely go back in the hotel business for a little while. Calm things down, and then see what happens. I can't wait for the nice work hours again. MMMMMM.

Today is a good day, folks.. mark my words. That doesn't happen a lot.

Yup. Headphones at work have gone bye-bye. And for no apparent reason other than to make my life just a tad more miserable. I was listening to music while working or whatever the fleeting hell you wanna call my activities while here at work, and a few songs sounded a little weird. Beatles - Sgt. Pepper's and Mamas and Papas - California Dreamin'. Half the vocals were missing. Oh well, thinks I... the plug has probably come undone a bit. I was correct. Plugging it all the way in, the MSI sound driver program thingy pops up, in which you can play around with equalizer settings. I click randomly for a few minutes, and it's all good fun, making the music sound like you're under water, or in a huge arena or in a stone hallway. I'm amused, it's all good.

But they were all of them deceived! Or... I was, at least. Because it turned out, I couldn't make it go back to normal standard nice to listen to music. Oh no. It was weird. I goofed around with that damn program for hours, unplugging and replugging the cable. Listening to Alanis' Ironic everything would be just swell for the first verse, then at the chorus, it'd be muffled and the vocals would be distant and obscure. "My dear lord, what have I done.. what HAVE I done", thinks I, and for a fleeting moment I contemplate knocking my closest colleague unconscious to nick his headset. I do end up lending it to test, and it turns out sound and music is in perfect sync and harmony with his headset. Blast! Mine is broken. My only refuge in days where I'd rather run face first into a brick wall has been violently snatched away from me. The escapists only escape... gone.

My colleague, in a moment of unprecedented insight and generosity, says I can borrow his for a while. And I, in a moment of unprecedented stupidity and refusal to allow others to see my weakness and need of help, reject his offer. Now, I'm without music, and the sad thing is, I'm almost willing to listen to it through my broken headset... even tho it sounds like the music is coming through a huge pipe. Damn my pride, damn my luck.

That's right.. I ate a little chicken today. Nothing fancy, just some slices of chicken with my cheese and bread. 

Have been a vegetarian since... April give or take, and it seems my body is finally caving in. I haven't eaten any extra nutritients, just pasta and the usual vegetables. I'm a lot more tired than usual, and overall just feeling depleted from energy. So I figured wtf.. let's eat meat again. Also, I miss eating meat. It's just that nice.

But it was ok while it lasted, and I daresay it'll be something I'll give a go again in the future. Perhaps longer then. And more dedicated.