saturday

Was at the museum today with two kids, andrea is 12 and michel is 8. michel was wearing a brah and both me and aj thought it was cool, he actually asked her "what for?". She scratched her fat tummy and said because she wants to. because I want to, nothing else matters when a childs honesty kicks ass.

it was all like in a Godard movie

my people looks good in anything

its harsh how life can switch from heaven to hell. Maybe hell is not the fair description for what I m dealing with here, its more like I m in an air conditioned glasshouse where I can see perfectly whats going on outside, in Hell.

Being back home in stockholm for 2.5 weeks was just painful and jolly all the time, at the same time, I know I´ll have to leave all my annoyingly beautiful friends behind so I keep reminding myself everyday that Joy is momentarily, but Pain is forever. Call it self-desctructive, to me it´s being true to one self. I admire people that can appreciate blue skys and sunny weekends, to me it is just moments that shadows the real world. I rather see lonely men sitting in cafes. Thats just me. I am a whore and this is some dark times.

x

sunday

it feels like a sunday

Last night was perfect, it could have been different but I wouldn't want to change anything anyways. Started the evening with Carin at the Opera, we gave each other seductive looks while mid-aged men in suit gave us dirty thoughts. After that I met up with Mikael, we crashed a party in his building, stole some ciggarettes from a blonde girl that was born in the 90s. Our codeword for leaving the party in case it was dead was the word "Tango", ofcourse had to misuse it when he was telling the guy that had the party how annoying it is when he and his gf is dancing tango in their flat and he is sleeping. I was like " are you sure you don't mean FLAMINGO". Stupid word. Who the fucks dance tango anyways. His neighbour wanted to come back with us, ööööhhhh, and we let him ofcourse but than he want to buy drugs from us...it was just perfect. We watched Battle Royale and I felt asleep during the last 20min. We kept on doing stuff until 2pm today, but seriously I dont rmba what we have accomplished. I think we were supp. to clean some mushrooms he picked with his mum but that never happened ofcourse. Oh yeah, we drank green tea and had a rap competition between us.

I forgot to call Alex today so I sent him a text saying; "You pork lover, you fuck pig pussy you pigfucker. I am vegeterian so vai leavr nesse rabo seu paneleiro. Laters asshole". The portuguese means GO fuck yourself or something. I m such a loving girlfriend.

Its Saturday eve. and all I feel like is crashing Senaits party, I wonder if I can go there just like I m now...with makeup from last night and no brah. It´s pretty weather today.

"because we love MOVIES!!!"

I went to see Tarantinos new movie Inglorious Basterds, I always liked his stuff but this one blowed me away totally. I saw some behind the scenes clip from makinf of this movie and apparently before every re-take Tarantino made everyone on the set scream: "because we love movies". He is a bad mother fucker. Go and see the BAsterds now.

Its raining now and the weather sucks, not that its been good the other days but now it actually looks like singapore during monsoon but got the temperature of probably murmansk. Last night I dreamt about that singer in Aha, I think we made out and than he set my dress on fire, or more exactly me on fire. I always thought he was gay and not a pyromaniac.

no mercy

i talked with the old owner of my flat and he told me he "forgot" the ceilinglamp in the hall and would like to come and pick it up. what a motherfucker, if the fucking thing is attached to the wall and someone else moves in and actually start a whole new life with that lamp you can forgot about it and move on. well, I felt I had to be nice to him because they must be poor(how that is possible is a mystery to considering how much I paid for this pad) so I was like, ...."mmm, sure come and get it someday"...

I wonder if he want the wallpapers back as well. motherfucker motherfucker motherfucker

30 is the new 60. celcius

i m chatting with Carin on skype and she is telling me that her lamp is being haunted or her neighbour got the same lamp with the same remote control, so I tell her to go over and knock on his door and the worst thing that can happen is that they fuck on his kitchen floor and the lamp story is never solved. Two russian speaking guys came to my flat today to clean and it turned out one of them could speak chinese because his parents are from Ürümqi, he told me as a Uyghur he would like to move back to China one day because he doesnt like Sweden. Btw, he got a university degree in Business and the only job he can get in sweden is being a cleaner, so typical Sweden I told him. He looked happy thou when he left, he even forgot the window cleanse spray.

my mum still thinks that I should go the hospital and ask for some kind of emergency swineflu remedy, i dun even know if I have swineflu and if I do I am sure the motherfucker communist healthcare system here is not going to do a damn thing. unless u r dying they might inject some super medicine into you othawise u r just a sucker that pays alot of tax and dun get anything for it. and this applies to private healthcare as well, thats how socialism works. Ask Milton Friedman.