Thursday, December 28, 2006

Words From MySpace - Escapology

"After the first few questions, to which he has explained that Escapology was recorded on crack and speedballs and that the title has many meanings but that five of them he neigther knows nor understands, he realises from the interwievers slightly desperate demeanor that she is hoping for something more serious and substantial. She ask what he wanted to express when he made the album.

"I don't know" he says. "The inner workings of my mind. I wanted to get them out, and have people listen to them and relate. Or not. I don't know really what I wanted to express. Just sometimes I'm sad, sometimes I'm happy, sometimes I'm indifferent, and sometimes I get confused and don't understand stuff. Like everyone else. Which is good. Because if I had problems no one understood, that wouldn't sell records at all. 'I've got these Martians, they land in my house and they make me dance in a hawaiian way.' Can you imagine if that was one of my problems?""

The feel-book about Robbie Williams is well worth a read, reguardless if you like him or not.

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Just nu lyssnar :
My Funny Valentine
Av Miles Davis

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Words From MySpace - Hung

Truth:
Where liqour enters common sense as we know and love it goes away.

Just nu läser :
Feel
Av Chris Heath

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Words From MySpace - Christmas

Even this year we went to visit my uncle and we stood by his grave.

Actually it was the first time at his stone, it said "I've dug my last hole" and we giggled a bit.
It must have been his own words. I remember him saying stuff like that.

The stone also said: * Loved & Missed *.
Especially today. There was much christmas-spirit in him.
Other stuff too...
He was a heavy guy.

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Me, Mum and Dad spent a quiet day with food and movies.
I guess next year will be different, but for this year the whole family shattered like leafs in the fall.
Not in a bad way... It's just that we all remind eachother too much of him, and him not being around anymore.
I hope we'll all gather next year again.
Like them other leafs, sticking together in the gutter.

I apologize for all the bad leaf-metaphores, it might be the late night wiskey I had with my father.
However, I do sincerely wish possible readers of this a merry christmas. Love those you love

Cheers!


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Just nu lyssnar :
The Velvet Hour
Av Bird York

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Words From MySpace - Dadlar

Well, there are people who actually enjoy "Dadlar".
Which makes just about as much sense as those people who starts war.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Words From MySpace - Not quite what I was planning

To sum up how things are going with my new bowlingball...


It also pretty much sums up the anxiety I felt when I realized I had lost the bank paper stating to which account I want my salary.
In panic I realized that someone else might fill out the form stating their account instead and this is such a typical me-problem, being confused cause I'm having to clean up all these little messes that I tend to get myself into...
However as always things managed to work themselves out as I called the bank and they promised that they had a direct connection to another system that always gets my salary onto the correct account. But I made the guy promise to write down that if anything changes - if they get a note from "me" saying I want the salary to go somewhere else to contact me. And he said they would.
All ends well. But I tell yah, I'd be a whole lot better of if I just managed to keep it together - me and my stuff.

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Just nu lyssnar :
Tuxicity
Av Richard Cheese & Lounge Against the Machine

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Words From MySpace - Star-Gazing

Star-gazing

I like to say I enjoy star-gazing.

More because it sounds like a really nice thing to do than I actually do enjoy it.
Not that I dislike star-gazing, it's quite lovely - just that I enjoy those moments on public transport when the lights go out more.

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Just nu lyssnar :
People Say
Av Christian Falk

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Words From MySpace - Hit me with a line

"Morality, like art, means drawing a line someplace."

Words From MySpace - Advice for the young at heart...

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...Keep it soft and tender.

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Tonight I'm all soft inside.
I've noticed I get that way when I see long time friends, it's like when in "Igby Goes Down" his Godfathers wife tells him "Igby... lovely to see you, I could eat you with a spoon".
That's the way I feel about seeing Ida, Henrik and Gen tonight (as well as Linnea and Johanna) I could just squeeze them to death - those people belonging to a complete other part of my life than the usual one.
(I believe curious minds can find the music via www.oklahomo.dk)

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Oh well.
This is the smartest thing I thought of today:
Today is the rest-day of my life.
That's it!

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I've also thought about these smart embryos of ingenuity that other people came up with....

- Oliver said (while on the subject of pornography) that those flicks also might have helped spice up peoples sexlife, adding another dimention to the subject.
I'll be the first to admit I've never thought about that aspect of it.

- There was also this woman on the morning news who had written a book on why the Soviet Union fell apart and she made a very good point in asking "Why didn't it fall apart for all those years?" - which if answerd and ponderd upon gives a good hint about the answer to the first question at hand.

Note to self:
When you wonder "Why" something is, always ask: "Why it isn't".

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I also decided that I actually don't belive that we ever landed on the moon.
Things just doesn't add up.
I've decided on this point of veiw after giving much thought to the following:

1. Why did US and A broadcast the whole event live on television?
If the landing would have been a total disaster, it woud have meant that they would have lost the entire war 'cause the Soviet Union had already had first man (and dog) in space, so for the Americans to win they had to beat that no matter what and beating meant something along the lines of landing on the moon....
(I'd also like to add that much of what happend at that time was a show-off, like the russians having bomb-atraps in their parades when they wanted show-off their guns.)

2. No one ever went back to the moon. Why?
The moon seams like a fairly pretty place to be - just ask the man himself.

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... And speaking of space, Sweden has our first man up there now. Today he lost his monkey wrench up there while space-walking and trying to fix something.
On the telly they wondered if it would fall down on us at some point?
But it'll just circulate around earth won't it?

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Monday, December 11, 2006

Words From MySpace - My real name could be Björn

I nearly collapsed yesterday and this morning when I thought about it I realized I really should have been Björn Dählie instead of myself.
If these passed couple of weeks would have been a 5 mile cross-country race I would have won Gold - collapsing on the other side of the finishing-line snivelling and sobbing all over the place.

I would also have worn a tight red body-suit.

Instead I won another medal. "Female rookie of the year".
I got it for my bowling this past season.
Actually it made me feel really proud - as if I really managed to accomplish something...

Just nu lyssnar :
Ella Wishes You a Swinging Christmas [Remastered]
Av Ella Fitzgerald

Sunday, December 3, 2006

Words From MySpace - Moments like this

He (looking through his wallet): Do you ever go through your wallet and find all these phone numbers and wonder who the fuck gave it to you, cause you can't remember?

Me: Oh, so you're having one of those who-the-fuck-is-this-moments?

He: Yeah, definitely.

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And speaking of moments how about those times when you're walking down the street or the hallway and from a distance you see a person you know and need to say "Hello" to.
Isn't it hard coming up with the perfect timing for that "hello"?
And doesn't the time elapsing before and after the "hello" always feel awkward?
Moments-taking-amounts-of-skill-to-master.

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