It's raining...

...and it's not raining men.

Stuff has been resolved, work-stuff, so now I have a working prototype. It needs a few final touches, some finesse, and above all, efficient code, otherwise, the program goes out of memory from the beginning.

Apart from that I'm restless, and what I feel like doing does not correspond with the world at the moment. No parties, and the right kind of friend lives away. My rock-concert-friends are not as developed here, and I'm probably in that kind of mood.

I've actually decided to go on my own, to a band I don't even know. Well, I believe I've heard them on MTV and liked them. Reviews were pretty good - and indicative of style.
So, around eleven I'll be going to a concert, all by my lonesome. Aaaaaa. I feel in need of a prop, like a cigarette, but that seems silly.

A prop like a glass of wine, though, should be great.
I'll keep you'all posted.
Right. Since the reader group is so large.