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Weblog | I don't like the word blog, it's ugly. Anyway, new content happens here. (Swedish dito)
About me and the site | Twenty-something male who likes text. Obsessed with things such as books, reality, communication, and one or two tv-shows.
Archives | Things written here since... well, 2001. Some of it is good, some is utter shait.
Books | Books read, not books written. So far I've struggled to maintain unpublished.
Photo | I like my camera and it likes me.
Links | Outwards, away, flee.
e-mail | J. Nicklas Andersson
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2001-10-04
Imagine my face and how my jaw cracked the floor tiles when I saw Rob Zombies IMDB-entry. Imagine how my eyes popped out, the hair on my neck rising in sheer horror and my ears are filled with the soundtrack from Friday the 13th part III.
Some doors should remain closed, to protect the innocent and make sure that the information doesn’t end up in the wrong hands. Production assistant on Pee-Wee Herman’s Playhouse? Sure, it was a long time ago, in the darkest pits of the eighties even, but still... It’s just so wrong on so many levels that I just can’t speculate or even muster the strength to leave it alone. This is a change-over, and I have no idea what’s going on.
