vacation recap

20 days without posting. Not exactly a new low, but not what I had in mind when my vacation started. Well, that's not entirely accurate, since I'm currently doing an errr, internship... It is probably not the right word, but in any case I'm doing something like that right now. For a month (got 1 and a half week left). And that's the main reason for my prolonged absence actually, beside internet porn, binge drinking, dope smoking and pure laziness. Though it's safe to say nothing much has changed in my life lately. Been hearing The Roots' Things Fall Apart though, and am currently overworking my brain trying to decide if I should go to their concert. The fact that I haven't heard the new album rather worries me, though the few song I did heard was quite good.

But it's not all bad though. Things are going well for The Arsenal, which always cheers me up. Van Persie's goal yesterday was just brilliant. I'd like to see Wazza do that (In all fairness he probably can, but he ain't exactly on form right now, is he?). And it's not like I'm holed in my room the whole time. Spent 6 days in Vienna, which was brilliant. The visit was supposed to last 3 days, but in the end Vienna proved too big to explore in 3 days, so I stayed. Had loads of fun and got pretty wasted a few times. If you're ever there go to a bar named Chelsea. Despite it's name and the disgusting fact that they show Chelsea's matches, it's a pretty cool place to go. Spacy, mixed crowd, and good music. Beer isn't bad either. Funny thing happened on the way back. Me and a friend of mine didn't have any ticket for the public transportations, and it was no different the night we went to chelsea. We took the bus home, and, about 3 minutes after sitting down, came, predictably, a ticket controller. My friend begged him to let us go, and after a while he agreed to let us ride until the next underground station. I was pretty drunk at this point and didn't really care. But my friend panicked, and at the first underground station bolted out of the bus as if she's being chased by a rabid mutated zombie watchdog. I thought the controller seemed nice enough and couldn't be arsed to run after her. After I catched up with her we decided to walk all the way home. After about 20 minutes on foot, a car pulled up beside us and the driver, who had a wide grin plastered on his face, asked if we really intend to walk all the way home. We just smiled back and nodded and went our way. 30 seconds later it dawned on us that we've seen the driver before. He was the controller from the bus!

p.s. Guess what the title story of this month's Q magazine is? Go on, take a wild guess. Yes my dear friends. The 100 greatest songs ever. But wait! This one's different. Underneath those words was "as voted by you". Fuck off.