{"id":762,"date":"2008-01-14T23:29:38","date_gmt":"2008-01-14T22:29:38","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/?p=762"},"modified":"2008-01-14T23:34:04","modified_gmt":"2008-01-14T22:34:04","slug":"the-appliances-have-gone-berserk","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/?p=762","title":{"rendered":"The Appliances Have Gone Berserk"},"content":{"rendered":"

Today hasn’t been the best of days. It started with a dream. Involving Sara, the girl with the English father. The one I pined over for years in my schooldays. In the dream she was mean to me. How rude! I know it’s silly, but it made me sad when I woke up. Plus that I have been feeling quite tired since the wedding. I guess it drained me a bit. In any case, I went back to bed. Knowing it was a mistake. Ended up sleeping half the day. And since then I have been walking around half-awake, half-asleep and half-sad. Does that add up?<\/p>\n

I’m sure I’ll be fine soon, though. No worries. In the meantime my latest favourite song of the moment suits the mood just fine. <\/p>\n

http:\/\/youtube.com\/watch?v=X9l-FrBJK_0<\/a>. Last Flowers. Formerly Last Flowers Till The Hospital. I’m a sucker for piano, as you know. And Thom Yorke on piano? Well, I could never resist that. The video is from the bus trip home from the wedding, in fact. You can see some of the neighbourhood(s). It’s not very interesting, but give it a listen if you fancy. <\/p>\n

The part where the bus turns right the first time, at the muddy slopes, that’s where I get off when I take the bus to go to the playground. If the bus had carried on straight ahead instead of turning right then the playground would have been just down the street. Also later on notice the two boys pushing each other around a bit. They’re actually at the wrong door, that’s why they suddenly have to run forward to get to the right door before the bus takes off again. <\/p>\n

That’s all. Time to face the night, it can offer me escape. Relief… believe. Relief. Believe…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Today hasn’t been the best of days. It started with a dream. Involving Sara, the girl with the English father. The one I pined over for years in my schooldays. In the dream she was mean to me. How rude! I know it’s silly, but it made me sad when I woke up. Plus that […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/762"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=762"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/762\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=762"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=762"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/plume.dk\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=762"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}