I won ten crowns...

...on a lottery ticket I just bought in the hope that it would pay for the broken tooth and the broken bike. Turned out that the bike couldnt handle the cold. In addition to having a flat tyre. At least the mechanic promised to have it fixed by three a clock, so I can bike to work. Trams are expensive and not very trust worthy.
Someone admirable said good things about my writing today. I kept waiting for something negative but it never came. I think it made my day, maybe my week, at least until monday. My mood is a bit fragile these days.

No dont do it...

...dont update your blog instead of commenting on essays! Get out of here. Now.

Broken

Yesterday: Broken teeth, broken bike, broken people on telephone lines.
Today: New ID card finally, cold retrieval of broken bike, finding reasons not to read essays, not finding reasons not to read bitter gay blog.
Do I nead more real life around me?

Dandruff day

Snow fell light today, landing on everyones shoulders like an amazing amount of dandruff. Heard a song I kicked ass playing in piano class when I was ten, and realised how long life is, and that you in fact have several life times in one. Then I spent some time being angry at some secret neighbour that had stolen my laundry time, before realising it's not tuesday until tomorrow. Managed to do the laundry anyway.

Phantoms

Today we played phantoms hiding behind trees, for Milkymee's music video. The high point was walking home with the setting sun in my eyes and the sound of the frost under my shoes, a bit like chewing hard bread. And talking. Some dreams have been lazily planted in the back of my head, like ghosts hanging in my hair and waving in front of my eyes.

What did I do to today...?

Today was one of those days when you have one big thing you have to do, and therefor dont leave the house to do anything else, but end up not doing the thing either. I think the high point of the day was watching an episode of the old eightes series "Highlander". I remembered it as being really good, but now it sucked. I sincerely hope there is another high point coming up.

Adrian Paul is "the Higlander", Duncan Macleod. He is so cheesy, and his hair is greasy.

completely calm

Today I wore my working out clothes all day but ditched the gym twice. First to go on a long walk with a friend: we discovered new buds on the ground in the forest.

The second time to enjoy my own peace of mind in my own piece of home, with some candy. Looking for candy, I discovered:

* all the might-be-selling-candy stores close at four on sundays

* a new view

* that the pig's fence is nearly finished

* a full moon

* the greatness of walking around my neighbourhood in the dark

* the tickling sensation of (finally) entering a late-open store wearing two pairs of woolly socks, one of them rainbow coloured.