Just a quick one.
The radio deal for the Nelly.com commercial is now officially done. Got an e-mail tonight saying ok. I’m being sent the signed agreement tomorrow. Haven’t been able to post because of the fact that Arsenal have scored three and conceded one.
Record number two: Here we come!
Ok. So today has so far been a so-so day (I say so far because in one and a half hours time Arsenal will play an away game against Fenerbahce in UEFA Champions League). What has put a damper on most of the day was the fact that I got my exam in the philosophy of politics back. I passed but that was that. Let me explain: when I get an exam back I have the possibility of getting one of three grades: U – failed, G – Passed and VG – Passed with excellence. I got a G which is not bad but I really thought that I did well enough to get a VG, I thought I really got the material. This worries me because as you know I am now writing an exam in the history of practical philosophy and I don’t feel on top of that subject at all.
I would be even more down if it weren’t for the joy of coming home to the Boo. He’s happy no matter what. I truly love the little bear. He’s really not big on cuddling but sometimes I just cant help myself.
Ok. It’s 1200h and I’m done tidying up lecture notes, for now. Nothing much has happened since I last posted. Don’t you just love these types of posts; where nothing has happened and I have nothing to write about but write anyway?
Ok, not nothing has happened. In a brake in tidying lecture notes I wrote e-mails to two journalists and told them about my, or my music, being apart of a huge, mega-trega, gignormous ad-campaign. Why did I do that? Well because I have no idea as to how to get my music out there, to the masses, the infinite masses (if you believe that there is life in outer space and that that life somehow listened to earth music, like mine) and journalists have a bigger mass for there output then I have (all though I doubt that any journalist has infinite output, or output to an infinite amount of potential listeners… maybe Janne Josefsson, the Swedish shot-iron journalist… but only him).
Ok. Off to school!
Good morning to you all!
Still Aristotle week (all though I’m going to a lecture on Immanuel Kant later).
Still autumn or fall or whatever you want to call it. I’m calling it season of crappy weather and rain and wind and stuff.
So what does today hold for ye all mighty? Wee, thanks for asking, and thanks for the ye all mighty-bit (I am all mighty, aren’t I?) Apart from the lecture I’m just now going to start to make some sense of, and tidy up old lecture notes (I bet you’re hella envious). Then when I come home from the lecture I’m going to study, yes you heard me, study. S to the T to the U to the D to the Y? Because I got to! (And it’s kind of fun, the learning about stuff at least). I’m guessing a couple of walks with The Boo is also in the cards. Then, at 2045h cet, the football starts.
Well, there you have my day. Pretty exiting, don’t you think? I bet you wished you were me. Come on, just admit it, come on, it’s ok…
