13 days before I get home. Today was a good day. Waking up after a good night’s sleep (haven’t been sleeping very well for some reason) in a long time, I found an email saying one of our assignments for this Friday got a deadline extension. Couldn’t be happier, right!? Only the standard weekly ordeal to put up with, instead of the perceived doom brought by double the work. Then! I find out that Red Hot Chili Peppers are finally making their way to Tallinn. They’re one band I’ve always really wanted to see live. I’m not exaggerating that this is a definite dream come true. 31st July! Hopefully by then I’ll have my MA thesis ripe and ready too. Can’t think of a better way to celebrate. Then! The weather was really messed up – that ain’t so cool. Hail + snow + rain + wind + apocalypse things, but nothing a northern girl can’t handle. Did some work for the assignment on Friday, we’re researching #wtf on Twitter (no, really). It’s quite fun, but includes unholy amounts of data, and even though I like data, organising and general OCDing over numbers and letters, it can be a bit of a pain in the backside. Especially when the university cafeteria is ridiculously cold. My Hospital Records mug and Fifteen Years Of Hospital Records CD arrived today. The pasta I made for lunch was a success.
I feel silly tired now and should probably get a good night’s sleep. Pardon the bags under my eyes. Chronic vitutus causes this. Speaking of which – happy independence day, Suomi! I raise my mug to you, the world, datasets and bass-heavy music. The darker the better. Speaking of which, *this* is too good to be true, watch the full video, it’s entrancing. That is all.
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