February 2009
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Since I can’t sing — really really, that...
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Contrarary to popular thought, I did not plan to sleep as long as I did. I don’t like to do that, because it fucks up the entire day. “What to do now?” almost always gets the forced answer of “too late!” mixed in with “brain foggy.”
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I don’t know much about the Joy Formidable....
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Should I write something about the Oscars? Fuck no. There are more important things I’ve been thinking about. Like the Official Rules of Night Badminton! Exciting, yes? It should be, any game where you get to use the phrases “that was close!” and “there it is!” is amazing. Since I got no real clue about sports at all the rules will be sketchy. Also, they’re a...
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Plans for the evening:
Have a Oscars shindig at Rikard’s place.
Eat hamburgers.
Probably geek out and talk comics and music and movies and well, more comics.
Drink coffee.
Have fun.
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Five books I’m reading
Joy Division: Piece by Piece by Paul Morley Everything Morely wrote about Joy Division. I’ve just started but it’s rather good. Borrowed this one from Aron.
Being There: New Perspectives if Phenomenology and the Analysis of Culture by Frykman & Gilje (eds) Short book about things that ties into culture: theme parks, holidays, multiculturalism and...
TV.com: ABC Family cancels The Middleman →
So now it’s offical and I can’t live in denial anymore. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. The dvd vill have a place in my shelf next to Wonderfalls and Firefly. With lights around them and a small sacrificial altar and guys like these to worship the boxes around the clock.
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This is the plan*. Occasionally, I do music. Pretty wide definition of music, that’s true, but it is what it is. The origin is the new phone in your tumblr-post-function — that’s way way too expensive for me — and an IM conversation about this with Fredrik.
This is it: draft down some lyrics in a local or non-local coffee shop, take out the four-stringed six-stringer from the car...
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“We’re gonna make a very very very decadent cheese, and egg and chocolate...”
– No Reservation 5x06. I really want to taste that dish!
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Since Dollhouse last night, and in truth before that due to av Cronenberg overdose, I’ve been thinking about self-identification. Rather silly, but as always there are things in the past that still defines important parts. The eleven year-old with a typewriter and a deadly Charles Bronson wish to make a fanzine.
The thing is this though, I mostly define myself with my failures. Don’t...
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I couldn’t find a good version of The...
I’m not religious — even though I sometimes wish I could have been — but if forced I guess I have to say my religion is to make stuff. It doesn’t matter if it’s pot noodles or a song or an illustration, they’re just as important. The main thing is doing stuff, creating things that makes you and hopefully others feel good. It might be a form of self-therapy, don’t care...
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Lots and lots of my friends (don’t have many so “lots” is a fickle number and far less than you’d think) have more or less gone over to listening almost exclusively through Spotify — furriner information: it’s a legal music streamer we have here with the possibility to listen to full albums. I’m not really against it. Not really. It’s just that I want...
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“- I’m compiling a report.
- I’m building a paper-clip Eiffel Tower.”
– Lines I missed in the first episode of Dollhouse.
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The Kills’ No Wow is spinning behind me. I love the album even though it’s nowhere near the masterpiece their first was — I must find that one too. So anyways, I had to buy it earlier this week on vinyl. Really! I had to buy something by them, it was a compulsion. And now as it comes out of the speakers, there is something odd and unsettling in the background. Something that the CD...
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do you feel weird buying books at used book...
emilybusiness:
i feel like all those books there are there for the same reason: they are crappy books that people disowned.
You are insane! People sell books because they’ve read them and don’t need them around anymore, they sell them becuase they have crappy taste or they need the the money.
Used book stores are full of wonderful stuff you can’t find elsewhere, of things that...
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Lots of stuff from inside the head, only deleted. Which is jsut as well, crappy head, crappy words. Not sure which is/was worst. Anyways. Mumbling. I don’t need this…
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I was thinking about getting some sleep. While the headache has been gone, there have been slow to thoughts and pain in the legs. Then suddenly the last.fm radio gives me Thea Gilmore’s Icarus Wind and everything just stops. I think I might have to reconsider Liejacker and see if the disappointment has subsided. That album always felt - as a whole - as a sausage*. The thing is, it could be...
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Urgh. Yesterday was the worst day in modern time. Horribly disfigured hangover. I shall never ever drink again - until the bext time. I’m hugely behind on everything now, at least that’s what it feels like.
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Sitting in Stockholm and I still haven’t seen the new Top Chef episode! Wich means that this is some sort of… well. Let’s say it needs some development. The connection went down a few times but it has been possible to sit in the same room as people and chat over IM.
Anyways. I’m alive. Photos and such tomorrow? It’s a possibility. Lots of snow, people and I can wear...
I’ll finish that last translation at the friends place. Tired. Bored. Useless. Hungry.
But never mind. I have memory cards, cameras (digital and film), a portable dvd-player with episodes of tv-shows to watch, and tomorrow I’ll leave this temporarily. (I will tumble on though, I won’t go Kaczynski that easily.) I’m looking forward to it.
Need to fill the mp3-player...
lifeincolor:
I’m only self conscience about showing doctors and therapists and my parents my scars. I could really care less about random people are school or my friends. I’m just fucked up like that.
It’s not that fucked up. It makes sense to me anyway. Friends know you in a different way and the possible freak out will be easier to predict. Also, ideas of disappointment and control...
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