ja men great.

solen skiner. det är vår. känslor svallar. och mer jobb trillar fram - så ja, Samsonite artist minnsann.

Klart det är ju just så jag vill ha det. En massa jobb. Projekt. nya verk. nya kontakter. nya nätverk. nya erfarenheter. ny kunskap. bygga på allt gammalt liksom.

Det är väl det vi s a s eftersträvar? Eller?

Det är ju vackert. Men varför låter det alltid så fult? att skapa kontakter, nätverka?
Det låter så business aktigt. Men det är ju inte det.

Ser ju framemot nya samtal. nya möten. nya vänner.

Och senn då, varför låter det lite sorgligt med nya?
Som om det gamla försvann, blir ersatt av nytt?

Fastnar för gamla ord. Sentiments.

tja.


men sådär generellt sagt: Fuck! jag är skitnöjd!

(trots att dom mörka tunga molnen nu skymmer solen)

ok!

good try. never did this before. yes, blog virgin. never wrote like this.
what to I want to express today? something brilliant or just foolish?

rrr.

read loads of things about Kurt Cobain today. How did I get into that? aah. of course, because of spotify. And then again Kurt made me think of this lover I had. WOW!!!!
Naah, not to get to exited here. This man is not really like Kurt. There might be some similarities though. And dont dare calling me Courtney. heh.

Noh, just thinking of these syndromes. And how we treat that. I know he has a fucking issue - FUCK!!!!!!

Well, what else. Been watching Sex & the City way to much. Realized I might be Mr Big! Nasty. Not a good thing. Needs re-evalution? i can't be that big or bad? No way.
Am I a bully?

yep, I am a terrible woman! I smoke. I drink. to much of both.

And I'm happy.

Know what?

My best friend?
I love him.

want to know more; coming later....

så mycket att säga. som vanligt. men samtidigt så tom

tänker på det där med gammal hund. Kristina Lugn.

och optimistisk människa som blir besviken för ofta.



men, vad gör man?

man borstar tänderna.

lite tvål och så blir allt bra.

och så är det väl en ny dag som kommer.

ingen räds nåt här.

Nej. inget ont här.

bara litet.

PERKELE.

MEN FINT ÄNDÅ ATT DET SKER EN DEBATT I HEMLANDET OM INVANDRING. ÄNTLIGEN!

INTE BARA SKYGG TYSTNAD.

NU MÅSTE VI BARA HJÄLPAS ÅT ATT BULTA NED DOM KALLA HÅRDA MÅLA FAN PÅ VÄGGEN TYPERNA.

ELLER NEJ, INTE BULTA NED, OMVÄNDA!

GO!

One need not be a chamber to be haunted,
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors surpassing
Material place.

Far safer, of a midnight meeting
External ghost,
Than an interior confronting
That whiter host.

--Emily Dickinson--

while painting papier mache crow, remembered this story.

have had some funny bird encounters this spring.
a month ago I AM SOOOOOO sure I had something going on with a huge crow (kråka?) in Slottskogen. I stopped on my bike to write somehting I just remembered and I happend to have crisps with me, and when I looked up there was this huge crow with a damaged wing watching me at about a 2m distance. And I said: vill du ha ett chips? (do you want a crisp?) and Christ ....it "hopped" towards me and kept staring at me. so I threw a crisp and it ate and came closer....I threw another and kept on talking to it....and it was about 40cm from my feet. Then another crow came and both of them were scared away by some people. But when they had left my limping crow was still there and I said "ok nu ska jag gå" (ok, I've gotta go) and it came even closer and I said "nähä, ska du ha mera" (naah, you want some more?) and it hopped closer and I got a bit scared because I thought it might come ON me....so I just threw some crips, said goodbye and cycled away...weird...... I'm pretty sure we had something going on there.


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