I hastigt mod. Read it. It is new, it's good, and it's bilingual. Swedish and English.

At times such as this I occasionally feel like Bad Karma Boy. Then I remember that it is mostly my fault to begin with. I still haven't moved to a better place. Can't afford to (back to hassling CSN) and my neuroses kicked in. I am a weak individual. Sadly. I'm working on it though. Both the moving bit and to be stronger and more you know... stuff. But first things first and that's the economy part.

Thanks to a bunch of psychic fuckin' flat hunters, it seems likely that I'll have to push my future linguistics career six months forewords. (Had I been a woman I would have had 150% more flats to pursue.) The main problem is what I?ll do until then. Backup plan #45 probably -- three of the five interesting courses VXU has left to offer.

Kinji Fukasaku is dead. And 2003 that seemed to be a good year initialy and instead we only got 14 days.

William Gibson writes. His sentences are long and far better structured than mine.

I've been away over the weekend. I'm back now. More later. Need to find shelvespace for the books.