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Age anxiety and fish trouble - Chapter 3
Saturday
I woke up quite early on Saturday. Saw to my annoyance that my internet router had died. No light was on and the computer said "No connection available". I unplugged the router and plugged it back in. Nothing happened. The router felt cold when I put my hand on it. It used to be reasonably warm under normal conditions. The contact was also cold.
Well, I had to call support on Monday and ask for a new router. I had internet on my mobile, although not as fast as on the computer because it was not from the same provider.
I showered and saw to my horror two gray hairs in my hair when I looked in the mirror afterwards. I cut off the hairs and threw them in the trash can.
Had a good breakfast with marmalade and toast and fruit tea. Normally I drink fruit tea in the evening but it was in the morning this day. I cleaned up the apartment a bit before the arrival of the guests.
I was going to invite the guests to food and thought about what to offer, but then I realized that puff pastry-wrapped pork tenderloin is really good. I went to City Hall to buy the ingredients. Of course I would have Harsico verts, mushroom sauce and potato balls. Just like in the 80s when this was a parade dish.
Once home, I started Spotify on the phone and selected 80s hits. Admittedly, I was born in the 70s, but it is the 80s and beyond that I remember best and can relate to the most.
It didn't take long to fix the food and at 2pm there was a knock on the door and my guests arrived. The food was just finished so I told them we would eat first.
Jesper wanted to present his surprise first. It was DJ Marre. Our citys most famous DJ. Super famous for really playing music that fits in and gets people dancing like wild animals on the dance floor. Dj Marre had a big mammoth speaker with him which he placed in the living room and plugged in his player and mixer.
I was a little unsure if it was a good idea to use such a large speaker in the apartment but said nothing about it. I could ask DJ Marre to lower the volume if it got too loud.
Somehow I felt I could forgive Jesper for his little overstep the previous day with the mention of Ken. I know it is very difficult to hire Dj Marre for private parties.
Dj Marre was also hungry and we all ate the food with good appetite. Everyone thought it was delicious. After the meal I put on coffee and cinnamon buns which we will have later
Dj Marre started the first song. It was Diana Ross' song "Upside Down". Nice disco song like that at the beginning. Later there were more 70s and 80s hits. Some I had almost forgotten they existed.
A little later, Jennifer Rush's top hit "The power of love" is played. A really good song but it brought back memories. Memories I wasn't sure I wanted to remember.
School disco in 1985. I stand there shy and right as it is, this song is played. My favorite girl at school approaches me and wants to propose. Sure as hell I want to dance with her to this song. So we get on the dance floor and start dancing. I'm nervous as hell but I feel like it's going well, but it's starting to bubble uneasily in my stomach, but I'm dancing on.
We're under a big spotlight when someone thumps into my back. Oops. She laughs but doesn't care what's going on. I'm so nervous and can't resist and suddenly I squirt vomit right on her dress. She is not very happy at all.
Of course I blame those damned fish sticks (Another reason to hate fish in my adult life) I got at home and the two sausages I ate at the disco but deep down i Knew it was just because I was so nervous.
Of course, the tough guys in the class have seen everything and I get called both one and the other at school afterwards.
I shake my head to get rid of the memory and tell DJ Marre that it's a good song. Neither DJ Marre nor the others who are there know about the incident and I think it's nice that only I know.
The guests bring presents which I receive after coffee. It's some nice clothes, a cool hat and some other mixed stuff. I am happy with what I get.
Later in the evening I get an idea. I pull out some of my old photo albums to show what I looked like when I was younger. Some of the guests seem interested but Tony just looks at me strangely. DJ Marre is the one who is most curious about the pictures. He has only lived in Karlskrona for five years.
At 8 pm the guests go home. Tony says; see you tomorrow. Will pick you up around 10 o'clock. I nod and smile happily at him.
I clean up and put the dishes in the dishwasher and start it. I'm tired and go to bed when the dishwasher is done.
Saturday
I woke up quite early on Saturday. Saw to my annoyance that my internet router had died. No light was on and the computer said "No connection available". I unplugged the router and plugged it back in. Nothing happened. The router felt cold when I put my hand on it. It used to be reasonably warm under normal conditions. The contact was also cold.
Well, I had to call support on Monday and ask for a new router. I had internet on my mobile, although not as fast as on the computer because it was not from the same provider.
I showered and saw to my horror two gray hairs in my hair when I looked in the mirror afterwards. I cut off the hairs and threw them in the trash can.
Had a good breakfast with marmalade and toast and fruit tea. Normally I drink fruit tea in the evening but it was in the morning this day. I cleaned up the apartment a bit before the arrival of the guests.
I was going to invite the guests to food and thought about what to offer, but then I realized that puff pastry-wrapped pork tenderloin is really good. I went to City Hall to buy the ingredients. Of course I would have Harsico verts, mushroom sauce and potato balls. Just like in the 80s when this was a parade dish.
Once home, I started Spotify on the phone and selected 80s hits. Admittedly, I was born in the 70s, but it is the 80s and beyond that I remember best and can relate to the most.
It didn't take long to fix the food and at 2pm there was a knock on the door and my guests arrived. The food was just finished so I told them we would eat first.
Jesper wanted to present his surprise first. It was DJ Marre. Our citys most famous DJ. Super famous for really playing music that fits in and gets people dancing like wild animals on the dance floor. Dj Marre had a big mammoth speaker with him which he placed in the living room and plugged in his player and mixer.
I was a little unsure if it was a good idea to use such a large speaker in the apartment but said nothing about it. I could ask DJ Marre to lower the volume if it got too loud.
Somehow I felt I could forgive Jesper for his little overstep the previous day with the mention of Ken. I know it is very difficult to hire Dj Marre for private parties.
Dj Marre was also hungry and we all ate the food with good appetite. Everyone thought it was delicious. After the meal I put on coffee and cinnamon buns which we will have later
Dj Marre started the first song. It was Diana Ross' song "Upside Down". Nice disco song like that at the beginning. Later there were more 70s and 80s hits. Some I had almost forgotten they existed.
A little later, Jennifer Rush's top hit "The power of love" is played. A really good song but it brought back memories. Memories I wasn't sure I wanted to remember.
School disco in 1985. I stand there shy and right as it is, this song is played. My favorite girl at school approaches me and wants to propose. Sure as hell I want to dance with her to this song. So we get on the dance floor and start dancing. I'm nervous as hell but I feel like it's going well, but it's starting to bubble uneasily in my stomach, but I'm dancing on.
We're under a big spotlight when someone thumps into my back. Oops. She laughs but doesn't care what's going on. I'm so nervous and can't resist and suddenly I squirt vomit right on her dress. She is not very happy at all.
Of course I blame those damned fish sticks (Another reason to hate fish in my adult life) I got at home and the two sausages I ate at the disco but deep down i Knew it was just because I was so nervous.
Of course, the tough guys in the class have seen everything and I get called both one and the other at school afterwards.
I shake my head to get rid of the memory and tell DJ Marre that it's a good song. Neither DJ Marre nor the others who are there know about the incident and I think it's nice that only I know.
The guests bring presents which I receive after coffee. It's some nice clothes, a cool hat and some other mixed stuff. I am happy with what I get.
Later in the evening I get an idea. I pull out some of my old photo albums to show what I looked like when I was younger. Some of the guests seem interested but Tony just looks at me strangely. DJ Marre is the one who is most curious about the pictures. He has only lived in Karlskrona for five years.
At 8 pm the guests go home. Tony says; see you tomorrow. Will pick you up around 10 o'clock. I nod and smile happily at him.
I clean up and put the dishes in the dishwasher and start it. I'm tired and go to bed when the dishwasher is done.
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