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Life is tough. Life and perspective, mind you. As I'm sitting here writing this entry I'm filled with trepidation and some concern about a job I could (and I stress could) land in a few weeks if everything turns out to be fine. I have applied for a position in a communication studio (don't know how to properly call it in English) and, speaking with the boss at the phone earlier, we set to do a preliminary interview next week, with the possibility of starting to work very soon if I meet their standards (or whatever you want to call them). This is a good thing since it suggests me that, in spite of the current crisis, there is work to be done

Fellas, Rammstein are coming back to play in Italy once again. And luckily so, since last time they were here I couldn't see them because their fan club bought 99.9% of the tickets... in advance. At first I wasn't very sure if I wanted to buy a ticket for this upcoming gig, presales are very expensive and my finances aren't having a great time. But then I saw the place where they would play (the Scaligeri Castle in Verona) and it happened: I was fucking sold. It was no more a concert, the whole thing took the shape of something I had to witness. I mean, what else could you do when you learn that Rammstein are going to play in a medieval cast