Gode råd fra glupe kompiser

"it's like in the kids movies,
you go on this fantastical journey thinking you are underprepared,
but in reality you had the power all along!"

Nå står vi opp klokka sju på morgenen

For hunden vil at det skal være sånn.

Right,
you fucker,
I'm going to do the washing up!

No no,
you can't.
It's impossible, I swear it.

I've looked into it.

Listen to me,
listen
to
me!
There are things in there,
there's a tea-bag growing!
You haven't slept in sixty hours,
you're in no state to tackle it.
Wait till the morning,
we'll go in
together.

This
IS
the morning.
Stand aside!

You don't understand.
I think there may be
something alive.

What do you mean?
a rat?

It's possible, it's possible.

Then the fucker will rue the day!

Well the future's got me worried such awful thoughts

My
head's
a
carousel
of
pictures,
the
spinning
never
stops

I
just
want
someone
to
walk
in
front

And
I'll
follow
the
leader

Some natures catch no plagues

I
____ smiled that kind of icy blue smile of a noonday
reckoning, the tied together two of tell-tale pictures
i've sketched in sand castle plots and plans. similar
starting points, both for sin and shooting blanks. but
it's always the unseen sharp pang; the awkward rhythm
of the dance like a tick-tock clock in that heart of
hearts repeating, "there is no happy here, there is no
happy here..." devil may care touches trickled down
spine, thigh, and breast may never truly illuminate
the finer art of heartwork.

II
i was turning over with the sheets, and facing the
arched back thinking of how my eyes, half-opened,
caught her arm moving from side to side, but never to
me. it's all connected by blank words to tell empty
promises of clumsy miscommunication. so we say what we
will, to see what we may, to find a Biblical knowing
enfolded within the next few hours. it's too bad, too
tragic... i spent myself choking on the motions
leading up to said misfortune.

This weather turns my tricks to rust...

I am a lousy engineer.

The winter makes things hard enough.

I think I'll wait another year.

I must say

- that represents a level of hypocrisy in you that I'd previously suspected, but not noticed due to highly evasive skills.

Når/før/etter jeg blir stor skal jeg

1. Lære meg å surfe
2. Kose med en pandabjørn
3. Lære meg et nytt språk
4. Bo i minst ei uke i skogen i et telt eller liknende
5. Hoppe i fallskjerm
6. Sy et klesplagg
7. Reise til Japan, India, USA, Kenya, Brasil, Skottland, Island og Iran, minst!
8. Bli bestevenn med noen som er minst 50 år eldre enn meg
9. Bli bestevenn med noen som er minst 50 år mindre enn meg
10. Klappe et stort kattedyr
11. Bli kjempegod i et dataspill
12. Være i en ekte slosskamp
13. Vinne i håndbak mot noen
14. Bygge snøhule og overnatte der
15. Løse en Rubriks kube
16. Klippe meg kort
17. Være skikkelig rik
18. Være skikkelig fattig
19. Bruke hårstikk uten å føle meg tilbakestående
20. Løpe noe slags organisert løp
21. Slakte et pattedyr
22. Holde en tarantell
23. Se minst 5 forskjellige uglearter IRL
24. Kaste en snøball på noe/noen og faktisk treffe
25. Kjøre motorsykkel
26. Ri fort på hest igjen
27. Være i bryllupet til noen jeg er glad i
28. Ha en dyp diskusjon med en uteligger
29. Flytte ut av Norge
30. Svømme med delfiner
(31. Eller haier)
32. Bli intelligent
33. Spille bass sånn at noen andre enn meg hører det
34. Lese Goethes Faust
35. Treffe moot
36. Klare meg uten telefon og internett i ei uke
37. Sprenge noe i lufta
38. Kle meg ut som en hæmmis og dra på en teit convention
39. Besøke flere av internettvennene mine
40. Være litt drittsekk uten å få dårlig samvittighet
41. Male et bilde
42. Drikke vin og røyke på en balkong i Paris
43. Ri på en kamel
44. Skjønne meg på relativitetsteorien
45. Lære meg navnet på 5 forskjellige sommerfugler
46. Få meg en komplett samling av noe
47. Lage vin
48. Kaste en sprettball ned minst tre etasjer
49. Lære meg å sminke meg
50. Være statist i en film

Hey love, stay the fuck out of my home, I’ve told you a thousand times

‘cause my brain tells me you’re dangerous
and my belly says you’re just too hard to find

Vinterferie

That pretty much sums it up.

They tell me to stop smoking but I'll do it anyway

She told me to stop smoking but I’ll do it anyway
I don’t care now, I can’t see it hurt me

They tell me to stop drinking but I’ll do it anyway
She told me to stop drinking but I’ll do it anyway
I don’t care now, maybe I’ve died inside

Jeg er glad!

:)
Det går fint for tiden!
Det blir faktisk lysere ute også.
Jeg får CD i posten snart.

We light cigarettes and chase out old regrets

Jeg er bare så lei.

"It's funny how the colors of the real world only seem really real when you viddy them on the screen."