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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 So far I've struggled to maintain unpublished.

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2002-01-17

I’m going to have a headache. I just know it. It has already started, the frontal lobes throb a bit. And I know why too, it’s pretty good to eat something during the day besides coffee, and sleep a bit during the night wouldn’t hurt either.

After we’ve got the schedule for the new course – linguistics start on Monday — and old corrected exams some of us went downtown the get said coffee. Ola, obviously damaged from borrowing my South Park-tapes, obsessed about his usual movies and went into a pretty good Cartman-impersonation (when he clutches his fists an go “Myaa-ae-e-e-e-e-e”).

Niklas accused me of elitism when I complained about that anyone could vote on IMDB. But I stand by my point, people have No Taste(tm) and as long it’s like that, they should not be able to vote about art. (Stupid people might give Snow day — link withheld for ethical reasons — with Chevy Chase and Iggy Pop a ten for Christ sake!)

Our prime minister danced on the telly with a cow in a children’s programme the other day. Yes, it’s election year this year. I think I’m going to run for office. I have no plan, no big ideas, no political skills whatsoever and I’m a management disaster waiting to happen. I can quote Monty Python at great length. Vote for me.