The Rossotron

I have to smile at my embarrasing post from sat night. It reminds me very much of Ross Gellers message to himself on the answering machine after his "near death" experience with the backfiring car. Ring any bells?

Anyway, it is nicer to become a Teletubby love-muffin when you're on the sauce than to become aggressive and/or depressing. hehe.

You're the first one out of the car
You're the loudest one in the bar

The Bendovers

Hey guys. Guess what... Yes I'm drunk. At a friends house. Partying. If you can love one thing. Love yourself. Anything outside of that, love your next. Please, really love your close ones. Love them, because they deserve it.
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this theme wasn't a dream
I'm dead ass no lean
it started with this chick
that moved in 13

Let me just check my filofax

this week my calender gives the quotation "What is enough for two, can be enough for three". I am agreeing and nodding solemnly. 2nite I don't know whats up, so I might go to the darkroom for some film development. Or I might not.
Tomorrow is the day of the great party. I have to write a report by monday. I have to save someone. Maybe it's hard or maybe I am really that big now, that voluminous, that I can absorb someone elses weakness and still transfer strenght back. I hope I am. I ow the universe some saving, as many times as I have been saved.

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Regardign the party, I AM looking forward to the coursing of alcohol through my veins. It's been a while, and yall know how I like it. Maybe I'll break open a whisky bottle. Maybe just gin and martini. Mabe somehtin exotic. Maybe something safe.
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most likely Iwill be moving to a new apartment, about 500m away. Bigger better and with BROAD bands so I'll be able to surf from home. This will in all likelyhood change my blogging status. Stay tuned for your own perceptions of it.
Also, my rent will go down, but I imagine this profit margin will be consumed by the fact that we will be living 50m from a pizzeria. Oh, how sad.
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No one 16 it like Ani 16 it

.. that's for all you francophiles out there


Now I am just Mr.Embarrasing
Yeah I feel like a dirty old man
Got my eye on a girl
just moved out of moms house
with her pretty head stuck in the sand

The universe bends in my favour

Did the Devil make the world
While God was sleeping?

The night came early, shutting the windows and blocking the door

I never post at this hour. But tonight, I got home way too early and way to sober. And the house is empty, and the phone is silent. And even though that will only last until tomorrow, I can't for the life of me conjure up any certain idea of exactly when that is. Nor am I 100% that it WILL come. It has always so far, but who's to say?
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You said you were careful
You never were with me
I heard you did it four times
They come in packs of three

Just for the record

People just ain't no good
I think that's well understood
You can see it everywhere you look
People just ain't no good

We were married under cherry trees
Under blossom we made pour vows
All the blossoms come sailing down
Through the streets and through the playgrounds

The sun would stream on the sheets
Awoken by the morning bird
We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
And never read a single word

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good

Seasons came, Seasons went
The winter stripped the blossoms bare
A different tree now lines the streets
Shaking its fists in the air
The winter slammed us like a fist
The windows rattling in the gales
To which she drew the curtains
Made out of her wedding veils

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good at all

To our love send a dozen white lilies
To our love send a coffin of wood
To our love let all the pink-eyed pigeons coo
That people they just ain't no good
To our love send back all the letters
To our love a valentine of blood
To our love let all the jilted lovers cry
That people they just ain't no good

It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They can comfort you, some even try
They nurse you when you're ill of health
They bury you when you go and die
It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They'd stick by you if they could
But that's just bull, baby
People just ain't no good

People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good at all

All my friends are dead

Funny.
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Weekend. Again? man, this keeps happening to me. This WE at least i'm not knee deep in snot and mucus. Something to praise the lord of the rings for.
going out tonight. Horizon, a new house club at Upplands Nation is premiering, and I'm gonna be there, sober as a preacher on sunday morning. Tomorrow, If i still have the energy and the motivation and SOME C*NT WILL COME WITH ME, I'll go stockholm and art hunting. Well, not hunting as in buying, but art-observing at least.
Then sunday it's cookie time with Li. Finally I'm gonna get to know more personally this suspiciously friendly person from work. Nice. And after cookie time its Salsa! Woa! It might be the new TV, who knows. Maybe it's the new beer..

Gotta go and break into my own bike. that f*cker.

Are you hopin for a miracle?

A few new book reports are in. I am considering scrambling that whole project on account of it being bad for my reading experience rather than good. another option would be to incorporate the reports into this here blog.

No more words from scotland




Arab Strap-on

You know I’m always moaning but you jump-start my serotonin.

I might be on TV but it's not until November -December. So you'll have forgot and things ll be allright I guess. I doubt I have a very fotogenique face in the blue flourescent light with blue coveralls and a stupid smirk on my face due to the many re-shots from different angles. This isn't about science, it's a puppet show.
What? You see, the swedish public TV company's educational branch (UR) is doing a series this winter on The Mysteries of Matter. And for some reason (maybe the King Carl XIV Gustaf tipped em off) they came to see our lab and do some filming. But there was very little planning, and (to me, a leyperson in the television and entertainment field) seemed rather chaotic and there was no real focus on what was going on, just "move a little closer together", "now, can you do that again, it didn't really look like you knew what you were doing", "ok, now do exactly the same thing, and I'll film it up close/from this stepping chair/from behind this glass door...".
Touch this, feel that, 75$ - Costanza

I always confuse puppet and puppy.
That puppet was not a happy camper - Letterman
Other than that, Im back in school. That is, I started taking a class : The physics of semiconductor materials. Loovely. And instead of studying that, or preparing for my informative seminar next week, I am writing this stool sample of a post. Nothing like a poop joke to lighten things up.

Electroclash is Karaoke too

I just have a few quick things to say this morning.

1st of all; music. My favourite songs right now.
- Rufus Wainright - The Art teacher and Vibrate
- Joanna Newsom - Inflammatory Writ and Peach, Plum, Pear
- Bloc Party - Like eating glass

2nd of all. The best thing when you feel in a slope is to redecorate. Reiterate yourself from your possesions to see who else you can be. I feel like a new man. a new man who's neighbours might dislike hime because he's draggin furniture across the room at eleven o'clock at night. The important thing is I managed to make a more spacious arrangement of my stuff (apart from my books, who seem to have grown while on the floor: I simply couldn't get them all back into the shelves of my relocated bookcase) and my malt whisky collection is now on display instead of being hidden away in a kitchen pantry. In honour and respect of their value, and in abhorrent recoil from some weekend affairs, I am also considering a "white " month, i.e. not to drink any alcohol for the coming month. I make no promises yet, but I am considering it.

Hit me back, just to chat, your biggest fan, this is Stan

Palindromaniac

I know I said I was looking for a woman, but I'd settle for a shag.


Got lots of new music to listen to now that I've been with BoBBy. I can recommend Joanna Newsom, Bloc Party, James Orr Complex, 4 Hero and Rufus Wainright. Oh! Now I'm listening to Bloc Party again, Like Eating Glass. Wooohoo!
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I know that I think I like you, but I don't think that I know you.

Ya dancer!

I am not allowed to say what's happened yet, but I know pretty much what I'm gonna do for a few years ahead.
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The song for the day, the song I listened to while biking as fast as the wind, is Like Eating Glass by Bloc Party.
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Tonight: Who knows, probably Tullamore Dew, maybe Gin. Tomorrow: Beer.

When you most need it, there's no time for it

Ach! I'm baack from Alba, or as you may know it; Scotia, Scotland, Skottland, Escocia, Ecosse Etc. Xcept for that poppycockup in the end, with us missing the plane, or rather the check-in time, by 13 minutes, it was a great success. Packed and complete with male bonding, new music, massive amounts of historical and political education, food (oh.. my achilles heal), whisky, dancing, girls kissing, live music, drinking, future pipe dreams and memories past. And for the name-dropping I know you're all waiting for: William Wallace, Arab Strap, James Orr Complex, Robert Bruce, Robert Burns, Robert Currie, Mary Queen of Scots, Ian Fleming, Dr. Livingstone I presume, Hadrian, James Watt, Lord Kelvin, Mitch Buchanon, Waxy O'Connor, Bloc Party, 4Hero, Jet - the ruler of a kingdom just beyond the Cat Stargate.

That's all for now.

News says it's rainin in Uppsala

I feel like someone handed me a stemin bag of shit
and then charged me 40£ for it.

Don't like Ryan air. I will henceforth use this moment as proof that always being ridiculously early and playing with margins the size of the english channel [is a good thing (author's note, three days after the post..)]. We missed the checkin time and guess what? Bend over.

Fix me a highball, I'm going to get good and tight

I decided to go to Scotland. Leaving tonight. Back sometime next week, if I live to tell.

Replacement killer

Samurai
You are a Samurai.
You are full of honour and value respect. You
are not really the stereotypical hero, but you
do fight for good. Just in your own way. For
you, it is most certainly okay to kill an evil
person, if it is for justice and peace. You
also don't belive in mourning all the time and
think that once you've hit a bad stage in life
you just have to get up again. It's pointless
to concentrate on emotional pain and better to
just get on with everything. You also are a
down to earth type of person and think before
you act. Impulsive people may annoy you
somewhat.

Main weapon: Sword
Quote: "Always do the right thing.
This will gratify some people and astonish the
rest" -Mark Twain
Facial expression: Small smile


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They all went to heaven in a little row boat

Perhaps the Luger?



We have a new type of rule now not one man rule or rule of aristocracy or plutocracy, but of small groups elevated to positions of absolute power by random pressures and subject to political and economic factors that leave little room for decision. They're representatives of abstract forces who've reached power through surrender of self. The iron will dictator is a thing of the past. There will be no more Stalins, no more Hitlers. The rulers of this most insecure of all worlds are rulers by accident, inept, frightened pilots at the controls of a vast machine they cannot understand, bringing in experts to tell them which buttons to push.

by William S Burroughs who inspired me to become a writer (which by the way I haven't)...

Like a cannonball

The town is filling up with sunshine and small assed women
and the only thing I can think of are dark things
like coffee and the cold blue surrounding a drowning man.

Aj

i'm trying to make new memories
in cities where we fell in love
my head just barely above
the darkest water i've ever known


Cynism, dessillusion?
Jag känner allt mer att jag aldrig igen kommer att bli kär i någon. Och med detta följer den alldeles mer skrämmande insikten att jag aldrig mer kommer att vara riktigt broken hearted. Oj det blev på svenska. Nån slags ärlighet antar jag.

Stop me, won't you, if you've heard this one before

I have the answer: Its... Radio!!!

Q: Vad är det första prinsessan Madeleine gör på morgonen?
A: Klär på sig och går hem.
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Q: What is the first thing (swedish) princess Madeleine does in the morning?
A: Gets dressed and goes home.

A full deck of rubber necks

What is a wake up call. Try not to feel a little ashamed when you feel relieved and justified to hear your co-worker is considering sick leave because of the stressful environment and the inability to let things go. Maybe it's not just me after all. Maybe there is something a little askew with this organisation. I feel sorry for her though, that it should have to go that far, and I also start wondering exactly how far away from that am I? Not that I've felt this as something horrible, just a sllight annoyance, a little irritation. Cue a hundred more days of that. It might just be enough, a chinese water torture of the modern world.
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I read Souly's blog, so I feel the need to talk a little music. Saw a live act on friday, a swedish guy called Borgert (forgot the first name) with "his" band Holy Madre. It was like a good Håkan Hellström, without the teenie-bopping crowd-pleasing shenanigans. Just good popmusic, good lyrics.
Other than that my headphones blare out:
-PJ Harvey - Nickel under your foot (peel sessions)
-Placebo - 36 degrees, second sight, special needs
-Radiohead - Fog(again)
-Transwagon
-Pj Harvey - This mess we're in

Musical dissapointment is that Laleh cancelled her show in Uppsala. Why? Dunno. Doncare. Isucks.

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These days have otherwise been filled with considerable amount of videogamin, Xbox, playing Zelda. It's not all that good. I've played a few games extremely superior to this drivel. But there is the need to finish it though. Not a strong one though.
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Ta

Enunciate!

"So, what do you think of the new Poop?"
-Heard this morning on a radio interview regerding His Holiness' visit to Cologne/Köln.

The Chimneysweep

Yeah, so anyway, monday night i went down to see a visiting italian friend, on a touristic adventure in sweden with 4 friends. We met up in a sunny and B-E-A-Utiful capital city, strolled around and caught up on people places and things. Then, inevitable, they (and I, I guess, but I prefer so consider myself a spectator) did the restaurant treasure hunt. Wandering around, getting more and more hungry but not able to settle for any place in particular for reasons of price, selection, location, blabla; which usually, as it did tonight, ends with an expensive place with so-so food. I REALLY enjoyed dinner, some weird fish (the guilt is nagging at me) with a great sauce and a baked potato. It was expensive as hell though, and I nuked this months budget on that dinner. Shame.
In alles it was a pleasent night, but it's always hard when there is a language barrier. Italian is hard when your playing it one-on-five. So I mostly got to practice my spanish with C.
Then there was the great end of the evening when I, not for the first time, misjudged the availability of trains and buses going between stohlm and uppsala. I had a few desparing minutes on the central station until I remembered I have a brother, who lives outside of stockholm. He saved me with a couch and has now also lent me his nintendo X-BOX which will severly decimate my "free time". But OH, man its a nice feeling playing video games. I miss it so much. It's gonna be a blast trying to get through Zelda - Windwalker (orwhateveathenamewas) in a few weeks of concentrated gameplay.
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ok time to play
see yall next year

I'm alpha kdup

Giddy.

Nothin wrong with him a 100$ wont fix


Here are some photos that I nicked from my brother. It's from my grammas birthday celebration earlier this summer. First there's me with gramma and grampa, then me, gramps, brother G+one, dad, brother M. Then just me. A lot of me, but in the words of Willam Burroughs, "What are you here for?". Enjoy.








And what I would like to say is
Right now
I feel like truly
Falling between the cracks