This train is
But my heart is stationary
Every morning, when it’s still dark outside, I’m on my train, heading to Leuven. And every morning, I listen to one of my favorite albums. Lately, I’ve been listening to Bonobo’s Black Sands album almost every day.
So last week, when I was sitting on the train (headphones on, eyes closed, world off), I was listening to Bonobo again. After about half an hour, when the train conductor came by to get my ticket checked, I took off my headphones. Suddenly, I noticed my music was playing out loud. Like, really loud. Not like: I can hear the bass-loud. No. It was more like: I can sing along-loud. Um, that’s not normal, right?
The following happened: while putting them on, the cable to my headphones must have unplugged itself for some reason. When I didn’t hear the music playing (which was normal, because headphones mute the noises around you), I put it louder with the corollary that the whole train compartment I was sitting in, was listening to Bonobo together with me. While I was taking a nap. Ha! ^^
Pretty embarrassing, no?
Classic Deborah (:
I love the caption at the bottom, which reads:
-Important! Ensure all components are free from mud, dung and evil spirits before assembly. Wear appropriate safety equipment (spear, flint knife etc.) in the event of bears. Small parts are not included.
-If plagued by demons or suffering from pestilence, seek advice from a druid before attempting assembly.
-May contain quartz.
It seems like other crucial ingredients to make Hënj are a magician and some beer. No problem for the beer, but where do I find that magical man??
Nice one, self.
You always manage to bring out the best in me.
Oh, & I think this guy would really like me.
Read below before listening!
The story is this: a girl was out with friends having drinks on King St (in Toronto ). This guy approaches her and won’t leave her alone -saying how cute she is. She finally gives in and hands the guy her business card to get rid of him.
The attached is an MP3 file of not one, but TWO voicemails this guy left. This goes down in the history books – especially the second voice mail.
After hearing them you can clearly see why she didn’t call him back – instead she called in to the Z103.5 morning show & had them play thison the air.
Ladies: He is out there… :)
Dankzij de rubrieken “Hé, het is oké” in Glamour en Flair besef ik dat sommige van mijn gewoontes helemaal niet zo raar zijn. In deze kon ik mij perfect terugvinden.
Zo is het volgens mij best oké..