Too much time and money...

Sounds like a real luxury problem, eh?

When I have absolutely nothing to do, I can't seem to get anything done. The past week or so I've had what should be a rather welcome time of slacking after a month or two with a full schedual, but somewhere in the last 6 months I've lost the ability. I get restless, bored and time seems to stand still. Oh sure, there are things I could do - do about 15 loads of laundry, tidy up the kitchen, do a bit of pre-school reading in some of the books I bought for my upcoming studies, but no - when I have no clear schedual, I can't get anything done. Except what I always do, which is to turn into a confused creature of the night that gets out of bed just about when normal people go home from work, and spend the rest of the day feeling that the day's already over. And with all of this slacking and lack of motivation you should think I finally would have the time to blog more prolifically, but it's the same story: I just never get around to it.

By the way - speaking of studies - I GOT IN! According to my private calculations of my grade point average compared to what it takes to get in, I should be a shoe-in, but you never know - often I tend to pull off things that just shouldn't be possible. Thankfully no distasters struck this time, and I got the official acceptance letter (unceremoniously by email, even!) a couple of days ago. Now, I just wish this horrible vacation deal would end so I could get started, get out of this chaotic house and into my own apartment, and start studying. Sitting here dreading something is far worse than taking the plunge and just.. doing it. If I am going to fail horribly once again, I want to do it sooner rather than later, thanks.

One of the few things keeping me mildly occupied these days is my ongoing Depeche Mode obsession. Honestly, it was about bloody time my Top Gear craze died down a bit, but of course that didn't happen until I had something to shift my focus onto. Seriously, I think all of these obsessions are just a sign that I need to get myself a bloke. Fast. So I can obsess about him instead - hurr hurr. Meanwhile, waiting for said miracle man, I'll have to make do with the blokes in Depeche. Not bad blokes, though...

I might not have mentioned this earlier, but a month or so ago I got the rather happy news that I'd "won" in a complaint I placed to the local social service offices, meaning I'll get a nice pile of money sometime soon-ish. Now, giving me a wad of cash is never wise in any case, but now all the possibilities has sort of run away with me. All right, I have school books and a deposit on the apartment to pay. And I bought a bunch of clothes for the summer, and that Depeche ticket to Bergen, which means I'll have to get plane or train tickets too. When I move, I might need a new sofa (so I can burn the salmon pink, itchy, horrible one that's probably older than me). And seeing as I am currently using a mates old hand me down computer, I should invest in a new one while I have the chance. The possibilities are suddenly endless, and I know full well that I really should try and save a bit of it too - I might be going to Namibia in a few years time. I am, admittedly, not good at thinking ahead. Not that many years ahead - it just seems like another lifetime. BUT! Suffering from my current obsessive craze, I am contemplating seeing yet another concert sometime in December. Maybe in London or Berlin. Sure, I would probably have to go alone, but I have no issues with that, I actually kind of like spending a few days on my own in a new place, I can do whatever the bloody hell I like without having to cater to anyone elses needs and wishes. (Except for those two weeks I spent alone in Malta, that was a total and utter disaster.) And I could always do some christmas shopping while I'm abroad... D'oh, the endless possibilities. But who knows, it might be their last tour?! They're like.. 47 and stuff! Dave's already been through one surgery and one torn up calf muscle this tour, and they only started in May!

Shh. Stop talking like that. Nonsense. I have nothing but confidence in the health of Dave, Andy and Mart, of course they'll give out another album in.. 2012 by my calculations, just in time for me finishing my studies, and I can celebrate by going to two or three new concerts. But, what if...