And a new way will dawn for those who stand long.
And the forest will echo with laughter.


Dave Grohl meets Led Zeppelin.
2003, way pre Them Crooked Voltures era.
Heard this in the car while driving home. All smiles, all the way =).

“Just lie down for a minute, honey; it’ll pass.”
“I know,” I sighed. The nausea was already fading.
“Does this happen a lot?” She asked.
“Sometimes,” I admitted. Edward coughed to hide another laugh.
…
I spun and caught the door before it closed, darting out of the infirmary. I could feel Edward right behind me.
“You actually listened to me.” He was stunned.
“I smelled the blood,” I said, wrinkling my nose. Lee wasn’t sick from watching other people, like me.
“People can’t smell blood,” he contradicted.
“Well, I can --- that’s what makes me sick. It smells like rust… and salt.”

Hi, nice to meet you, my name is Bella Swan. Except not really. Nor do I have a handsome vampire boyfriend that looks like Robert Pattinson.
But I could relate to the fainting part today. Again.
I’m a scientist. I’ve worked with blood before. I can handle blood. As long as it’s not my own, that is. Unfortunately, today it was.
I had a good day and I was cleaning the machine I worked with. Everything went fine, until that last swirl that made my finger go a little too close to the knife.
As you can see, the cut isn’t even that big (look for the red spot on my index finger). And I was doing pretty fine. For the first ten seconds or so. Then I turned from heated red to pale as a ghost in the minute or so. Which was also the time I needed to realize that it was either sitting down or falling down. I chose the first option…
I agree with Edward that humans can’t smell blood. But I sure as hell know what it tastes like by now. Like rust… and salt. Yuk…
I’m just a sucker for blood. And not in a good way. So I guess I’ll just have to wait until my Edward comes along to sweep me off my feet, right.

Needed:
What? A back massage
When? Preferably as soon as possible, but definitely before Monday afternoon.
Why? Because my back hurts. A lot. Not sure if it's just muscle pain or something worse...

I do not like pain without any reason. I do not like being to talked to like a two-year old. I do not like it when machines aren't doing what I ask them to. I do not like missing my friends on the radio.
Friday the 13th was not a good day. But I will try again tomorrow, I promise.

Muse, Muse, Muse... I wanted to post this earlier, but due to busy days and a lack of sleep this post was put off until now.
That being said, on to my thoughts of the evening: I had an amazing evening!
The evening didn't start off that good. The ride home-Antwerp, that normally takes a little more than an hour, now took us three hours due the highway being closed. We arrived at the venue an hour and a half after the doors opened and I feared that I wouldn't see a thing of the stage, but luck happened to be on our side and we managed to get a second row spot and wonderful night :).

We were just in time to catch the set of the Horrors. A bass player who jumped to a non-existent beat. A singer who seemed incredibly high and walked around the stage more than he sang. I actually thought he had fallen asleep leaning on his mic stand at the end of their set. Let's just say the name suits them. And I got reminded again why I dislike most electronica music.

And then there was Muse. Totally worth the three hour car ride, the horrible opening act and the lack of sleep afterwards!
This was one of those shows that were carried by music, and music alone. Or well, music and awesome visuals. I heard so much good things about them and they lived up to my expectations without a problem. The energy and the fun they radiated was very infectious ans so fun to see! Matt's little gestures and him bouncing around the stage never ceased to make me smile. Chris' faces were hilarious to see. I wonder if he realizes he does that. And Dom wearing a smile pretty much the entire show was lovely to see.
And I could go on for hours on how great of a night I had and how amazing the band is, but I'll just leave you with my pictures and a video of the very beginning of the show. After all, a picture says more than a thousand words...

And during the struggle they will pull us down. But please, please let's use this chance to turn things around. And tonight we can truly say: together we're invincible

Weekend = two wonderful days off.
No: Writing. Presentations. Alarm clocks. Terrible traffic.
Yes: Music. Reading. Night Out&Cocktails. Dreaming.
And most of all: Sleep=YES! I love it, but I'm not sure when the next proper 8-hours-of-sleep night will be. So I'm taking all I can get the coming days.

November 2nd, Sportpaleis Antwerp.
Countdown: five days to go.
Excited? Yes, yes, YES!

Can you be on a music high for an entire week? Cause I think I might be…
I have started counting down to the Muse concert on November 2nd. Cannot wait!
I have been singing Green Day songs for the first half of the week. I’m still all smiles when I think of last Saturday. Good times =).
And then this arrived on Wednesday:

It had been exactly three weeks until I ordered it, but I wasn’t expecting it yet, so it came as a complete and very pleasant surprise. It has been on repeat for three days, so I have been singing The Academy Is… songs since Wednesday. It’s a typical TAI record and I absolutely adore it! And even my dad mentioned that it wasn’t too bad (translation: yeah, I like them).

To make my week even better, this arrived on Monday:

I knew they were running two weeks behind on this, so I really wasn’t expecting this so soon. I was cranky because I had just woken up (I am not a morning person. Not at all!) and because I was sick. I snapped at my dad before walking into the kitchen and then I found a package on the counter and I suddenly was all smiles. It’s a perfect fit, something that isn’t all that evident around my skinny wrists.

Also, I got filmed this week. Twice. I got the video yesterday and I’m not sure what to think. It wasn’t that bad, but I still need a lot of work. I need to learn that it isn’t that bad to be the center of attention sometimes. Anybody up for giving me a crash course in ‘speaking in front of an audience’? If not, at least keep your fingers crossed for me on Thursday. Then I will be speaking for about 70 people instead of 12.

And while you’re at it, please also hope that this annoying cough will be gone soon. My cold is nearly gone, but this cough keeps bugging me. My mom keeps telling me to go to the doctor’s, but that would only make me end up with antibiotics. And I’m not a fan of those, if not really necessary. So I’ll just sit it out for a little longer, hoping it will get better soon. And at least I know where I got it from. Everybody I know that went to Green Day is/was sick. My friend has been in bed with the flu for three days. Waiting in the cold + concert in a heated venue + not wearing a jacket on my way to the car + driving with the windows down = asking to be sick. At least it was totally, totally worth it =).