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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 So far I've struggled to maintain unpublished.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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2002-04-30
To the person who searched for “if you lost a hamster”: well, I haven’t and if you have, I don’t have it. It is most likely gone, and while it might have a site of its own, it probably won’t. My advice is to get a new one so that you can play Dungeons & Hamsters again and forget all about Fluffy or whatever the old hamsters name was. And this time, get a beeper on the new one.
Tomato. I don’t know why, but the word blazed through and its red-hot tail etched it into my brain. It is stuck there, much to my chagrin. At first I thought it burned, but now I’ve gotten used to it. I know where it is, and I can, albeit with some difficulties, bring it forth whenever I need to. I have however become aware of some drawbacks; the word tends to creep up when I least expect it. This is not good, this is not proper, and most important of all, and it forces itself on my tongue at the worst possible times. Have you tried to order a cup of tomato at a café?
Truth to be told, I haven’t either. But it was close, really close. I was just about to order a coffee, when the word failed me. The Word tried to get free from its prison, but it didn’t succeed. Thank God. I did not want to drink pressed tomatoes, no matter how fresh they might have been. I stuttered forth a “coffee please”, I took the cup and seated myself to slowly drink the black substance of my choice.
If you notice that you can’t use the word tomorrow, then you’ll know where to point the blame. I’m very sorry for the inconvenience but I hope you’ll understand my predicament. Please, use the word “papaya” instead.
