Saker som vi glömt #972- the teatime blog.
Well, not really, but I haven't been wrighting here in a while (that you may have notised). I have two jobs at the moment, one as a kindergardenteacher and the old one I had too.. so I'm tired. really tired acually right now. But soon I'll start writing in my blogs again. Eh well, I hope so at least
/silent swedish friend
It's a small world, for the indiesnob wannabes.
Daniel from Disco Bravo Stockholm just wrote to Losing My Badge, saying "maybe we should fly over and dj at each others clubs: yours sounds great!"
Well, it will never happen, I know, but it has been funny to think about it for five seconds.
Down here it's snowing, and I'm listening to Stars In Coma, a young boy from Älmhult.
«
When he masturbates
he thinks of pretty things
like the arch of your eyebrow
your almond shaped eye
the way you looked
when you said goodbye...»
I'm totally in love with this new swedish band,
Strip Squad. Do you know them?
Everything down here is foggy and icy.
I go out early in the morning, when it's still quite dark, and the roads and the parked cars are covered by white frost (same word in swedish?).
We breath frozen smog.
Too much work for feeling happy or sad.
To much music, I can't hear anything anymore.
Too much fog, but I found somehow I like fog. I guess it's because I grew up with it. The little town where I come from is under the sea level, so it has a lot of fog all over the year.
This is a song I was listening yesterday night, walking these foggy empty streets. It's not happy, it's not sad.
Au Revoire Simone -
Back in Time

When the Shout Out Louds came to Bologna, last month, in the city there were a strike by the musicians of the opera house.
This was a sign on the walls outside the Theater. Eric (the Shout Out Louds singer) took a picture near it and put it on their
website.
The sign says "what music Italy plays? Let's give a future to the music in Italy!"
Does every year start exactly where the old one finished?
I spent some day in the mountains and did cross-country ski for the first time. I really can't ski, so cross-country was a guite good compromise solution between staying on the couch the whole day and break all my bones doing sports. I found cross-country ski is funny and I loved passing through the woods with the snow and the sun.
I watched several movies with the word "party" in the title.
I watched
Me And You And Everyone We Know and didn't understand a damn thing. Why everbody loves it? Am I so CP?
I finished
Eleanor Rigby, the last novel by Douglas Coupland and I don't know: that man could even talk about the shape of the clouds and he can really say something about my life.
Now I'm reading the new Bret Easton Ellis' book, just started but, oh, feeling so younger.
Lot of new music and as usual no time to listen to it. And so much time wasted.
What about up there in Stockholm? Are you still studying math or did you find a new job?
Saker som vi glömt #65 - bisAnd here is the missing piece of that notebook page, with a very very important note took by me, later that night.
Saker som vi glömt #65I found this in my wallet a few days ago, it's been lieing there for five months now since you or Lucio gave it to me at Emmaboda