Poisoned rain.

• My apartment smells like vomit. I guess that's what I get for not being at home for one weekend. One bloody weekend.


• I can't find my calendar. Not that I actually need it, but it's a bit annoying not to be able to doodle in it.


• It pisses me off more when people have a go at my friends than at me. Who knew?


• The critisism against Sex and the City 2 isn't really justified. Sure, the critics have a point with a lot of things they're saying, but I don't think that the dialogue is empty, the movie cheering on for consumption and filled with nice pictures of the nature. And I know what I'm talking about. I read a course in consumption. I failed... but I read it!