The Subhumans

HErewego

Paddle
The first weekend of my vacation I spent with my two great friends Karin and Erik. We went for a two-night paddle in the Archipelago of Örnsköldsvik, my hometown. It was a cool, new experience and not at all as exhausting as I had imagined. Photos will be added to fotogalleriet.se as soon as those useless bastards get a grip on their server which seems to be out of joint.
Well, I guess already during these few days, the themes for my vacation were establishd to be: Improvisation, Beauty, Spontanaiety (it's not a friggin spelling bee) . Out there on the high seas we ate great food, drank some wine, talked about days past and ran through the meadows. Or something to that effect.
Memorable moments were the local history lesson by the Fish smoker, the smoked fish, the clear lake at the hill, the wind that grew from nothing to something in 2 min, the dangerous passage outside of Trysunda Island, the fabulousness that it is floating on water, and of course the fabulousness that is Miss and Mr D.

Noreg
Driving to norway, driving around in norway and driving back was very cool. Again the Beauty was our principal excuse for going but I think the true motivation was a genuine search for freedom and unfettered movement. Being entirely and truly on wings and without a responsability in the world. We did what we wanted, went when we felt like it, to where our desire suggested, at the pace our legs (and the Volvo) could carry us. We saw great things, huge mountains, wild rivers eating away at the mountains, crumbled mountains, undead, heard tales of rabid Lapps, saw The Beautiful biker girl with her city camoflage and later with a scraped up face (caused not by malice nor motorbike but by alcoholic euphoria), listened to folk music from the north of sweden, and drank ridiculous amounts of coffee while eating and sleeping only what was absolutely necessary and without considering such tediuos thoughts as routine and normality.
It was, in a word, undescribable.
Also, again, with the photos and the server down and the AiAi aEueeiu!

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I am stocking up a pretty hefty bar at home. Ridiculous amounts of alcohol. Likey!
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Tomorrows another hell day at work I imagine and then going out for food and hard drink.
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This just doesn't translate:
'Jag har flingsalt, men är ändå inte riktigt lycklig'
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Get down on your knees and tell me you love me

Cure for depression: Shopping. And alcohol.

Today the broken machine I am working with at Uni broke down even more. Every time I think we got it it just slides a little further down that gravel hillside toward a scary drop. I am hoping for a delivery that will allow me to fix another broken machine today, but it's seems late and there's no sight of it.
So understand me when I went to the Systembolaget and bought myself four shiny, deep red presents from italy. Now I can dream of enjoying them as a change from enjoying those eyes that sparkle.
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I've never met someone
so funny
so beautiful
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Elephants are elegant

Funcrusher Plus

Lemme just start this day by saying "WOOOOOOOOHAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I GOT YOUALL IN CHECK!"

It's like discovering gold, or perhaps like inventing music, every time you get your nose stuck in that someone's hair.

Forget about the whole text message statement.
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I havent' the time to do the BIG information that i relly want (vacation, paddling in Övik, roadtrip to norway) but I swea I'll try to do it soon.