got out of bed at 0540ish, out and about just after 0630. sunrise at 0700, bought bread at 0745, hullut päivät at 0800. not a bad way to spend a saturday morning.

i should be sleeping, but im getting distracted.

still getting momentary shocks when i see my age on things like my profile page on flickr. does not compute.
arcade fire cancelled the gig the other day, but i watched samurai jack instead. which was nice.
im getting slightly obsessed (emphasis on ’slightly’) on mapping routes i take using my phone and a gps module. more on this later.
the pixelache festival captured my attention a few hours ago. it starts tomorrow (friday).
my mp3 collection is boring me.
rent is increasing by 2%
crash boom bang, why do certain people only make noise from 0100 onwards? (i.e. now)
anyone know who got me a soundi subscription? im baffled.
news about a new tram line to laajasalo occupied me for far too long today. more on this later.

outside gate a27 in kastrup, copenhagen this morning. i was heard to audibly gasp a few moments before i took this when i walked into this section for the first time. nothing overly spectacular, just wasnt expected.

in copenhagen at the moment, here until tomorrow morning. photos being uploaded in random order to my flickr photostream but here is the full set in proper order (well all pics there soon).

in 2000 i inter-railed. i met an austrian girl in stockholms main train station as i was finishing up my few weeks. i told her about sigur rós and we swapped email addresses. a while later when sigur rós played in vienna the concert was recorded by austrian radio and broadcast. she taped it off the radio and sent the tape to me. as an introduction to the concert there was a simple piece of music played over the pa system. it was “für alina” by the estonian composer arvo pärt.

at one stage in this piece there was a noise by an audience member – i listened to it many many times trying to see if it was what i thought it was – a baby crying. so here i am now almost seven years later listening to the same song (this time a proper version) and i miss that little baby, keep expecting it to interrupt the delicate silence between the notes of the piano.