T0p D0g Reloaded

Could somebody tell my neighbours not to smoke in the bathroom?! Smoking kills, especially if I can get my hands on you.

Been doing some writing and some tiding-up. More tiding-up and less writing. I made an amazing progress today… of a staggering two pages. And my self-appointed deadline for the sixty pages due is tomorrow.

My play list, on repeat for the past three days:
Patience - Take That
Love It When You Call - The Feeling
Just for fun - Zagar
Bossa Astoria - Zagar
Lavinia - The Veils
The Saints Are Coming - U2 And Green Day
Je Cherche - Tarmac
Every Morning - Sugar Ray
The Road to Mandalay - Robbie Williams
Fidelity - Regina Spektor
Desecration Smile - Red Hot Chili Peppers
I Luv U - The Ordinary Boys
Le vent nous portera - Noir Désir
Say It Right - Nelly Furtado
She Will Be Loved, Rhythms del Mundo - Maroon 5
Take What You Take - Lily Allen
Smile - Lily Allen
Shame for You - Lily Allen
Not Big - Lily Allen
Littlest Things - Lily Allen
LDN - Lily Allen
Knock ‘em Out - Lily Allen
Friend of Mine - Lily Allen
Friday Night - Lily Allen
Everything’s Just Wonderful - Lily Allen
Alfie - Lily Allen
Breathe, Absolut - Kravitz
Ruby - Kaiser Chiefs
What Goes Around…/…Comes Around Interlude - Justin Timberlake
Stars In Their Eyes - Just Jack
Hold On - Just Jack
Bring It On Back - Jet
Calm Down Dearest… - Jamie T
Whistle For The Choir - The Fratellis
Walk Away - Franz Ferdinand
Mickey 3D / Respire - FM4
One Step Too Far - Dido & Faithless
In The Morning - The Coral
Clocks, Rhythms del Mundo - Coldplay
You’re So Pretty - We’re So Pretty - The Charlatans
Me and You - Cassie
And Then You Kissed Me - The Cardigans
Take Me Back To Your House - Basement Jaxx

Tags: irl, jukebox treasures, rantrantrant by monsoux
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Well, not that kind of dream, not an ideal not met, but a dream that seemed so real I have not even questioned its oddcityness (I could not resist paying tribute to R!’s last two comments). It’s all about my house, how I went to sleep last night and everything was alright and I woke up (this is part of the dream) to find my LDC screen (which I don’t have) face down on the floor under the desk. As I saw this I was trying to check if there was an earthquake, one of T’s obsessions, but the desk tipped and fell on the computer (which is no longer there) and the other huge monitor went off. And after a while it went on. I looked at the computer. It looked back at me, pretty much like a rabbit getting ready to go into the oven, guts half out. I remember thinking how T is going to kill me. The dream also featured me moving the massive furniture around the apartment (not much success, though), an earthquake, a curved window frame to my bedroom that wouldn’t close, a baby pigeon (inside the house! - I hate pigeons, they are flying rats, and I hate them for their persistent shitting on everything) and a rush from eating strawberries. Then I went to the bathroom which was magnificent but dark and a flood liability. And that’s about it. For a smooth transition, I have also dreamt a beginning for the chapter I am working on my thesis. I kinda do that when I am stressed. Have I told you how I have dreamed a 20 seconds Excel formula on a loop to the end of my dream while in real life I was preparing the annual report?

Tags: T, sometimes I remember my dreams, work works by monsoux
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