Kiss them!

I thought this would be a great opportunity to show a little more of myself.
Behold my feet!
Kiss them!
# Posted on Monday, 14 July 2008 at 5:49 PM

Blogstar!

Blogstar!
How the bloody HELL did I become a Blogstar?
It's a friggin miracle! Everybody should hate me, well maybe they still do.. BUT, I don't get that whole "How to become a Blogstar"-shit.
Well don't know, don't care. It's just that I do care. I'm curious.
It must be damn hard to choose from like 16 000 blogs.

Who is sitting and playing God, choosing some and leaving some? I bet it's an fat 34 year old guy named Bob. He probably hasn't left the apartment, 2 rooms on the second floor, in 2 years and 4 months. His favourite food is probably 7-layered burrito from taco bell.
Bob used to be handsome, fit and popular. Spent his years in highschool screwing every girl he got a hold of. Because of his great football-skills chicks wanted him and guys wanted to be him. His red mohawk was a great turn on. After a wild night out partying with the jocks and cheerleaders something changed.
The nude, drunk cheerleaders in the lake wasn't very tempting that night. While the other guys stared amazed and discreetly tried to hide the rising muscle from down under, Bob couldn't stop staring at his best friend Bill. Abracadabra Bob was gay. Unfortunetly, Bill was not. After having his heart broken by Bill, Bob started to eat like a pig and play WoW. He even got a tattoo that said "Bill Go Fuck Yourself" on his hip, though it's now covered with a huge lovehandle.
After years of working at an laundromat his life started to return to him. He got engaged to the owner of the laundromat, Olga. Yeah, Olga was a girl.
Don't ask me why he did it, it's his life.
They had planned to life happily ever after in the apartment above Olga's Laundry. Bob was so in love that he didn't care about the age-difference. Olga had many interesting storys about her part in the World War II. The fact that Olga's father still lived with his daughter and tried to strangle him with one of Olga's stockings every night wasn't a problem. It didn't seem to bother him.
His happiness was on top. When he took a shower you could always hear him singing like he was friggin Pavarotti while rubbing his nipples.
"I belive in miracleees Wheere yoou froom? Yoou sexy thing"
Well, the Olga-story ended tragically. Or did it?
Olga and her father vanished all of a sudden. Still none knows if they simply ran from Bobs singing or if Bob suddenly got tired of them and grounded their bones to washing powder. It's a never ending mystery Dadada..
Ten years later you can still hear him above Olga's Laundry;
"I beelieve iin miiraacles Sincee yoou camee aloong Yoou seexy thiing.."

God I'm so shit as bored right now!




# Posted on Monday, 14 July 2008 at 5:29 PM

Lalala..

Lalala..
Feliciano found the ultimate headgear. Can anyone say Sideshow Bob?


This past week:
Rented movies : 10
Schweppes bottles : 12
Going to bed time : 4 - 6 am
Getting up : 2 - 3 pm
Weight gained : probably 200kilos
Phone hours : around 19 h
TV hours : too many.
Songs downloaded : 134
Fights with mom : constantly fighting
Nights spent on the couch : 4

I haven't got a life!
# Posted on Monday, 14 July 2008 at 11:40 AM
Edited on Monday, 14 July 2008 at 12:16 PM

Uh ohh.. Home.

Uh ohh.. Home.
Back home!
Maybe you, all of my beloved fans, didn't notice that I stayed almost a week longer then planned?
If you haven't SHAME ON YOU! Haha no just kidding.
The reason?
Great new people, awesome weather and a lot of fun nights. Every day! God I've had the time of my life these last couple of weeks. Mom, Felicia and I stayed in a trailer which was a total mess as early as the second night. The first week Felicia and I became really good friends with the window on our side of the trailer. It was a huge miracle that my dear innocent mother didn't notice when we pushed ourselves out of it. We were not as limber as we needed to be, it actually sounded like the trailer was gonna tip over any second. This was of course when Feliciano climbed out. I was as flexible as a panter with the silence of a hunting lion. Hrmm..yeah..
Well, things got a lot easier when mom went home. Felicia and I wanted to stay a bit longer, since non of us had a job for the summer. So we stayed. And then it was Goodbye window and Hello front door! It made things much easier. We had the trailer to ourselves and almost every single night was spent.. well somewhere ells then in the trailer.
We didn't get busted once, though my aunt thought it was a little bit strange that we almost fell asleep at the table during breakfast.
Another great thing. I GOT A TAN! I'm still white, but not just as white as I was earlier and I'm so DAMN! proud over myself.
Well, we went home this monday and SHIT! During these 3 days home I've realized how much I hate the town I live in. And the people in it. SHIT! is all I can say.
The time is 6am and Now I'm going to bed. Have been talking in the phone until at least 3am these last 3 nights. I think I haven't spent so much time talking in the phone with anyone, ever!
Well well. Good Night my beloved and much appreciated fans. Keep worship me!
# Posted on Friday, 11 July 2008 at 12:05 AM
Edited on Monday, 14 July 2008 at 5:55 PM

SUSHI - MY PLACE?

SUSHI - MY PLACE?
It's raining rain HALLELULIA!
no wait, it stopped. it stopped after almost a week!
..or not. It started again. yay..

God, I'm starting to get tired and it's only like 8. Slept at Veronica-mongo last night
and we watched The assassination of Jesse James. Good movie but it was really long, it never ended!
The last week I've slept 'til around 1 or 2 pm, BUT today Veronica had to get up early to work. Soo, I've been up since around 8 I think.
It's torture to get up early!


Well, later I went to Borlänge with Felicia and had planned to not buy anything. That went well, hrrm.. Ended up with me buying a pair of jeans, two tops, a t-shirt, a mascara and a face-scrub. This may not seem to be much, but it is to me, really much. But I'm happy I found some things.
Haha specially the T-shirt (pic). Really geeky but I liked it.

So, on thursday/friday I'm going to Gothenburg. Really really nice because of the hot weather arriving this weekend.
Atlantic Ocean here I come!
Just to prepare you, I may not be online until thuesday, no wait, wednesday apperently. o.O
You gotta try to survive without me for a couple of days, sorry!

And Johnny, if you're reading this, didn't you get my last message?

# Posted on Tuesday, 24 June 2008 at 3:03 PM
Edited on Thursday, 26 June 2008 at 7:40 AM