StrUCK

Middag på fredag på resturang Transylvania.

Tips på utklädnad?

[jag vet att vi planerat alice i underlandet - the gore version, men det verkar fucka sig med utklädnader]

Morgon.

I en tillvaro just nu kantad av mardrömmar gör jag ett inlägg på svenska.
Haft problem att sova på senaste då nattetid och i drömtillstånd har Patrick varit otrogen, jag har hoppt sönder min brors huvud och sist men inte minst så simmade jag i en pool fylld med avkapade ben och armar.

I natt var första natten då jag sov ordentligt, inga mardrömmar alls.
Kan inte minnas att jag drömde ens, men jag vaknade iallafall inte kallsvettig och illamående.




Dagens sida är I am Neurotic.
www.Iamneurotic.com

Rekommenderar starkt för er som vill känna er snäppet mer normala,
nu när ni vet att det finns andra som är
precis
som
du.

You and I both know that if my mind ever had a child this would probably be it.


However, I feel glad to see I am not the only one who was dropped one too many times as a child.
Just look at the creations out there:

Honestly, I have to get my hands on that first doll- It is fucking epic.

Någon som har något bra tipps på hur man fångar en mus föresten?

Today is a day for paycheck and shopping, the best friends of the corporate-world.
Citrix servers have been driving me insane whilst the mailserver decided to do fuckall for all I know.

Normal day at work I suppose but today it just seems as if everything is fucking with me, more then usual.

Michal you ton of bricks! Come in to work so I have someone to poke while I'm bored!

I wish I had something more creative to say, something other then a parade of flailing swear-words and dancing bears. But what do you know, I dont. Not today.

Maybe Ill buy something freaky in town, take a picture of it and flail that up in here.

This has been going on long enough!
The carrots are giving me those strange looks like "Why the hell am i still in your fridge, whislt the chocolate that was in the cupboard is long since gone? Don't think the cucumber didnt tell me!"
Not to even mention the onion! THE ONION!
It sits there in the corner of the kitchen, glares and mutters!
Speak your friggin mind onion! Damnit!

Today I raise not a finger, not a foot but a hat to my friend Elenas blogg.
www.elenamarenitch.blogg.se
Even if its in swedish it also has an english section, wich in a way is good.
I also praise it for the fact that it has pictures of yours truly in it, wich I consider a plus with any website.


Today I twittered regarding the postcards from dublin.
There will be 5 of them sent out and these will be sent to the first 5 to comment.
If postcards isnt your thing [srsly I couldnt give less of a fuck about postcards] then any idea that you have
[no, im not sending nudies.]
any REASONABLE idea that you have, I shall grant.
If unreasonable, youll get a crappy postcard...

Have I made myself clear?


Ok.


Here is a stormtrooper

[I know its old, but dammit its worth it!]

[babelfish is your answer young grasshopper.]

Touch it - You can't.