Monthly Archives: October 2013

October 28

Back in July, I stuck this post-it note to my bedroom door:

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I was tired of leaving the house without my keys, which forced me to call my housemate to open the door for me or, as it happened many times, make him come back to the house to let me in. It was slightly annoying for me, and a complete pain in the arse for him. One day, I decided to take action and stuck that post-it to my door. I wasn’t particularly optimistic about it but to my surprise, the little reminder worked; every time I was about to leave my room, I would see the tiny piece of paper on the door and immediately remembered to grab my keys. Boom. I was winning at life.

I actually became so good at keeping track of my keys that I stopped thinking about it at all; it was an automatic process now: waking up, having a shower, brushing my teeth, getting dressed; grabbing my wallet, my phone and my keys, and finally leaving the house. I was a well-oiled machine running smoothly every morning… until today. Today, I forgot my fucking keys in my room and left the house without them, which meant I couldn’t unlock my bike to go to work and had to take the bus instead. Now, in my defense I would like to say that since I moved to my new house, I have no post-it on my bedroom door so the fact that I managed to get my shit together for three weeks, without any reminder, it’s actually a terrific accomplishment.

Anyway, not being able to unlock my bike turned out to be quite convenient as that storm I was talking about yesterday finally hit Copenhagen today in the late afternoon and it was very windy (they say it’s the most powerful storm in Denmark for the past ten years), so my ride back home would have probably been a nightmare. Weather authorities said hurricane force winds of over 120 Km/h were expected in western Denmark and actually, a few people from the office got stranded in Jutland as the train service was shut down. On the way back, the bus had to detour and left me 800m away from my house, which meant I had to walk all the way up as really strong wind was blowing everything up. I recorded this (crappy) short video as I walked past Frederiksberg Have:

Walking at night, under this weather, was exciting and intimidating at the same time; it made me feel alive but also made me a bit paranoid of the trees. I was totally sure I was going to be suddenly hit in the head by a flying branch and the fact that the girl that was walking in front of me was wearing a helmet and I wasn’t, only made things worse. Eventually, I made it home safely and now I lay on the couch, listening to Mark Lanegan’s “Imitations”, which is a terrific record. Go play it, you’ll know what I’m talking about…

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October 27

I’ve just been with Csilla to the World Press Photo ’13 and I have to say, it was quite depressing. I was expecting to see a lot of travel photography but instead there were loads of very disturbing pictures reflecting some of the darkest and most sickening aspects of mankind. The pictures of Somayeh Mehri and Rana Afghanipour, a mother and her little daughter who were attacked with acid by Somayeh’s husband Amir, really shocked me. I fail to understand how anyone would be capable of such atrocity. As I stared at those pictures, I felt disgusted and angry and hopeless. I stood there, on the verge of crying, with a knot in my throat and strange feeling in my stomach… it was very upsetting.

Towards the end of the exhibition, the pictures became a bit more uplifting. Of all the photos I liked, these were my favourites:

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A long-tailed macaque, wearing patchwork clothing and a doll’s head, performs in Solo, Central Java.

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An emperor penguin shoots toward the surface, in the Ross Sea, Antarctica.

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Magellanic penguins, at Whenzou Zoo, Jingshan Park.

After the exhibition, Csilla and I went for lunch at Magasasa, a Chinese restaurant I like. We ordered fried squids (which were not that good) and fried noodles with beef (which were quite nice). We then parted ways and I biked home, in the rain, just before it got really windy. Mark just told me a storm will be hitting Copenhagen in the next couple of days, which is great news; now I have a good excuse to stay home, save some money and give my little liver a rest.

Speaking of which, I just read Lou Reed died today. He was 71. I never followed his career closely but I’m familiar with The Velvet Underground and there are a few of his solo songs that I like, particularly “Sex With Your Parents” and “Perfect Day.”  The latter used to be a song that reminded me of happy times but nowadays it has quite the opposite effect. Still, I’m gonna give it a listen, for good ol’ Lou’s sake.

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October 26

I just lent my very own copy of “Things The Grandchildren Should Know” to a girl; I didn’t buy her a copy or recommended her to get one, no. I gave her MY book and that could only mean one thing: I’m about to get in trouble. I should have learnt my lesson by now but current events show otherwise. I hate this feeling. On one hand, I know I should back off, take it easy and handle this with care but on the other hand, I despise the whole “once bitten, twice shy” attitude towards life, and reason it’s not really my forte so I guess I have no other choice but to carry on and see what happens.

Oh boy, here we go again…

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October 25

Met Nada and her friend Esther last night for a drink at Cafe Deb Blå Hund and mostly chatted about our frustrated music careers (each of us tried to learn how to play an instrument when we were kids but neither of us ever managed to do it properly and eventually gave up), about theatre (Nada apparently was pretty good at it), about fancy costumes (I, of course, talked about my Prince of the Class outfit) and traditional Christmas desserts. It was a short but sweet night out.

Today, I’ve spent most of the day working on a über cool LEGO project that without a doubt it’s the most exciting project I’ve ever worked on since I started in Advertising. I’m super thrilled by it. Working on LEGO is a challenge, mostly because I’m very new to the whole kids universe, which has enormous opportunities but also many limitations. There is a wide range of elements I’m not familiar with but I have the fortune to be working with some really clever and experienced dudes that are slowly introducing me to the basics of it. They are an inspiring bunch.

Over the last few days, I’ve been reflecting a lot and realized how lucky I am for being where I am, doing what I do. Sure, at times I still wish I was in London; there are lots of people and things I miss about that wonderful town, but I’ve also come to appreciate the way my life is developing in Copenhagen. I live in a place I’m pretty happy with, I’m getting excited about work again, it seems like my social network is finally taking shape and although there are a few gaps still waiting to be filled, the overall feeling I get every time and take a moment to ponder my situation is that I’m one privileged motherfucker. And for that, I’m hugely thankful.

Last night, I facetimed with Ram to wish him a happy birthday and he told me how he found a bit scary to be 34 years old and not having a fucking clue of what to do with his life, which made burst into laughter because I haven’t got a clue of what I’m doing, either. I’m taking things as they come and although that’s everything but reassuring, I have discovered that there’s no point in making plans either, so I guess that I will carry on with this sort of existential blind date and hope things work out.

It’s Friday, I’m off for a drink…

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October 23

Last night, I went out for a drink with Csilla, an Hungarian girl I met a while ago. It had been over a month since we last met so we decided to catch up and try a bar called “Out of Juice”, which is just around the corner from where I work. They have a Happy Hour on cocktails from 8-10pm from Monday to Wednesday but we arrived at 9:20pm so we only managed to score a couple of rounds before the magic was over. Csilla pretty much convinced me to go to Sziget Festival next year, it sounds like people have a terrific time there (and I also have a couple of good friends living in Budapest so it could be quite a nice trip).

Things at work are starting to get a big hectic; I have just been thrown into a big LEGO project, got a nice little campaign approved and have a couple of other small projects on the side, which means I will be quite busy in the next couple of months. I’m also trying to find some time to learn a craft. It’s something I’ve been thinking about for a while but can’t decide what exactly is it that I want to do; screenprinting and woodcarving seem to be the options I feel more excited about but still, I haven’t done anything concrete about it. Need to stop pigeonholing and get on with it.

Today I sent out the invitations for our housewarming party, which it’s gonna take place on November 2. The only problem is that The National is playing Copenhagen that night and many of my friends are attending so I suspect there will be a few people missing in action. Hopefully, it will still be a fun gathering.

Finally, here’s a couple of pictures of that suit I rolled up in a backpack a couple of months ago, taken by my good friend Rafa. I really like the one with Ara and Quico, I think we look great.

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October 21

Friday: met up with Naomi, a girl from Holland I got in touch with through Couchsurfing. She was in town for a few days and was looking for people to show her around so I invited her to come with me to the Statens Museum for Kunst for the SMK Friday, an event with a good mix of art, music, film, art talks, poets, artists, and DJs. We got there quite late, around 8pm, so we only managed to have a couple of beers before the bar closed and we really didn’t get to see much of what was on offer but Naomi loved the place and there was quite a nice atmosphere in the museum so it was worth it. We then headed to a small bar/café nearby for another drink, and there I suggested the idea of exchanging embarrassing stories from our childhood. I won’t go into the details but I tell you, none of my stories were as good as Naomi’s. She really kicks my arse in the faux pas department.

Saturday: spent most of the day at home, aimlessly browsing the Internet while I waited for my friend Sasha to come home. I met Sasha shortly after I moved to Copenhagen and at that time, she used to work at the same agency I’m working now. Funny coincidence. She now lives in Hamburg and made it all the way here just to attend Monika’s birthday and housewarming party, which turned out to be loads of fun. There was a good bunch of friendly people dancing to a coloruful playlist, put together by the party’s guests on Spotify, while consuming yummy food and ridiculous amounts of alcohol. This, of course, led to all sorts of funny episodes I prefer to keep to myself. It was lovely.

Sunday: The following picture pretty much sums it up.

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I woke up fine so Sasha and I went for a coffee around noon, then met up with some of her friends and said goodbye to her shortly after. I stopped at Julia’s house for pancakes and then headed home for a nap. Mark was also very hungover so we ordered some pizza and spent the rest of the day, laying motionless on the couch while watching films on Short of the Week. I took a break to Skype my mom and then caught up with my friend Ram, whom I hadn’t spoken to for a couple of months. Shortly after I was back on the couch, watching a Swedish TV series Mark is fan of. I have no clue what they say but I still watch it and try to decipher what’s going on, or come up with a parallel storyline based just on the acting but most of the times, I just lay there hungover and don’t give a fuck. After all, I just need some sort of moving image going on the TV that I can stare at until I feel like going to bed.

Today: It was raining this morning. I hate to cycle when it’s raining, makes the whole experience very unpleasant. Had a relatively quiet day at work, now back home babysitting Mark’s mom’s dog, which hasn’t stop barking and howling since they went out for dinner, twenty minutes ago.

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October 18

I just got out of a 150 minutes long client meeting, all in Danish.

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October 15

After almost 3 years, my friend Teemu and I have finally reunited. On Friday it was Kulturenatten in Copenhagen, which meant there were all sorts of cultural affairs going on in the city. Out of all the options available, we decided to meet up with Alice, Henry and Dan and went to the Carlsberg Factory for a free tour around their premises and the museum. The inside of the factory was quite nice but apart from that, and the fact they were giving away free beer, there wasn’t anything else that was particularly special about the place.

Ad people winning at life

Ad people winning at life

We then headed to The Moose, a bar near Nørreport, where a drunk Jack Sparrow look-alike wouldn’t stop staring and pointing at me from the bar. Very strange to be hit on by a dude. Then we went to Candy Factory, a sort of cultural house/squat full of people who like house music; it’s not my kind of thing but I hadn’t been there before so it was nice to experience the place. Shortly after we got there, a cute girl started dancing next to me so I thought it would be a good idea to start a flirty conversation. She smiled, we went to the bar to grab a beer, dance a little more and next thing I know,  we’re talking about her pubic hair. For at least 15 minutes. Seriously, I don’t know how I get into these things.  I think it all started as a feminist-ish conversation but escalated too quickly and suddenly she was telling me all about this one guy she was fucking and how much she hated the fact she had to shave for him because the guy wouldn’t like her having a little bush down there. She also told me she was on a 2-week sex break because she had shagged way too much this week. At that point, I excused myself, went to find my friends and said goodbye to the fully-shaved loonie. Teemu and I stayed at the club for a couple of hours and finally went back home at 4am but Alice and Henry stayed until 7:30am. Those two do like their house music.

Why drink one beer when you can drink two?

Why drink one beer when you can drink two?

On Saturday, we met up again with Alice, Henry and Hannah to go to a Soviet themed house party. It was being hosted by Sebastian and Halya, a couple I met through Couchsurfing a month ago or so. They are super nice and fun. By 8pm that day we didn’t have any fancy dress so Teemu, Alice and I decided to buy some colourful balaclavas and decided to go as Pussy Riot, which isn’t Soviet at all but what the hell, it was all we’ve got. Despite our poor costumes, we had a lot of fun. There was plenty of food, a guy got pretty wasted on vodka and passed out in the kitchen (he was drinking all sorts of spirits from the bottle as if it was water so he got what he deserved), Hannah passed out on the couch, and at some point I stopped being a pussy rioter and turned into a russian pirate with a wooden sword, which I used to poke people while I danced to some weird soviet music from the 80’s. Just your average Saturday night.

According to this guy, this is how you're supposed to enjoy a Soviet party.

According to this guy, this is how you’re supposed to enjoy a Soviet party.

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Sunday was cleaning day. Teemu and I first cleaned the flat and then joined the guys who live in the other 2 flats of the house to do some serious cleaning on the stairs, they look great now. I also got to meet K2, my neighbours’ massive dog, who happens to be an alpha male. He’s the leader of a 50-dog pack that meets every Wednesday in a field somewhere outside Copenhagen, just to hang out and learn some dog social dynamics. Apparently, K2 is pretty cool with humans but can turn into a merciless killing machine if challenged by other dogs. Actually, a small dog had the misfortune to go for a wander on K2 territory while he was without a leash and the episode didn’t end up well; K2 attacked him, shook him the way crocs do with their prey, threw it in the air, bit it again and almost killed it. Pretty brutal.

After we were done with the stairs, I went with Teemu to do my laundry and grabbed a coffee at Sort Kaffe Og Vinyl while my clothes got washed. We then went back home, cooked some dinner, and waited for Alice, Hannah, Marina and Henry to show up; they were supposed to pop by the house to have some wine but in the end, as it was raining, everyone stayed home and we called it a night quite early. Which was probably the right thing to do, after such a wild weekend.

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Fast-forward a few days and here I am, in the office, working on a cool LEGO project. It’s not going to see the light of day anytime soon but still, it’s quite exciting to be part of it…

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October 10

Yesterday, after work, got home and took a much needed power nap. I was dying. Woke up a couple of hours later only to let Julia in the house; she had brought a bottle of white wine with her, which we proceeded to drink while we watched random YouTube videos on my laptop. Fortunately for me, she was also pretty tired so we called it a night quite early and I managed to hit the sack just before midnight.

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Things at work are going well, my social life in Copenhagen finally seems to be moving forward and my sheepskin slippers arrived in the post today. Sometimes you just can’t complain…

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October 9

There are things in life I can totally go without: cycling to work, hungover, is one of them.

Last night a friend came home, we cooked dinner and drank 2 bottles of red wine and glass of rum on the rocks while we listened to blues and laughed about random stuff. It was a fun night in but I only slept a couple of hours and my head was about to explode when I woke up, which means I spent 20 minutes feeling sorry for myself as I rode to the office this morning.

I’m now sitting at my desk, sipping coffee and wishing I could just go back to bed. Oh man, today is going to be a really long day…

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