Doughnuts? What are doughnuts?

"It's raining again."
/Marge Simpson

Sunshine, moonshine, a blue sky and white fluffy clouds. I'm quite fond of all of those and quite un-fond of rain and grey skies, but now I feel that silly happiness inside anyway. The rain is pouring down on the windows in our roof and you see those big drops on the glass. I like it!

I thought I was a humble person. I really did. Then I had a conversation with a friend and I kinda realised that I'm not humble. Either I know how to do things and then I'm the best, or I don't know and then I don't care. At least that's what I think - sometimes I wonder if I have the world's biggest ego.

The information on admission came today. Interesting. This changes things.

bandaid

There are headlines which are so tragic that all you can do is laugh. It feels horrible, but you just can't deal with it so you joke it away. Then there are headlines which are so incredibly funny that you laugh because you want to - you don't joke about those in the same way though. Then you have the ones which are a mix. Those really are the best in my opinion.
Like the one about the 22-year old guy who drowned in chocolate. I know I shouldn't laugh, but I just can't help it. Poor man - suffocating must be a terrible way to pass over - but I suppose it could be worse. It could've been pigcrap. (I know - I'm just horrible.)

Or the one about the 19-year old who got raped in a park. Not funny really, is it? What if I told you that it was a boy? Or that a man came up to him, waved a knife in front of his face and told him to lay down in the bench and pull his pants down. It's a little bit funny, isn't it? The police took him to the hospital - to a special unit of nurses educated to deal with male rape victims. That's where I cracked up - I found it hilarious. The fact that men get special care and women get an examination was just too much for me.

I'm gonna go hide in shame now. Hide and laugh. Death by chocolate... hahahaha!

In my next life I'm gonna be a theory. One of those annoying ones that no one can solve. I think that'd fit me.

Apparently I played "rounders" yesterday. I've never heard that word, but it's probably correct. If I'm gonna translate the Swedish name it'd be "burned ball", which I have to admit does sound better than "rounders".

After two rounds with people I didn't know and wasn't too fond of I came up to the following conclusion:

1. It is fun to be outside and to engage in any form of baseball-like sport.
2. It's even more fun if the rules are clear from the start and everyone knows them.
3. And of course it'll be tremendous fun if you haven't been up since 5:40am, is dead tired and wish you were there with other people.
4. I am in horrible condition. God, I hate running.

I survived though and it was worth it. The real pain came on my way home when I tripped on a zebracrossing in a roundabout. My left hand and shoulder got scratched, started to bleed and hurt a bit at the moment. I was rollerskating to the park where we played our baseball-copy and of course I rollerskated home. You know, I can't remember the last time I fell. I really can't. Or the last time I actually hurt myself by falling. Maybe my memory's getting bad though and I fell last week, what do I know?

acidgreen

Remember those walls you built
Well, baby they're tumbling down
And they didn’t even put up a fight
They didn’t even make a sound

What does it take for someone to insult another person? What does it take to hit another person? What does it take to torture another person? What will it take you to take the life of another person?
I used to say that I will never, ever hurt another living creature, but I'm not so sure anymore. If something poses a big enough threat then I might commit one of those crimes and actions that I despise so much. After all - it is a threat to me. Right...?

You found a way to let me in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of my halo
You got your angel now

WOO!

"Become a machoman and live longer."

Yes, let's all be machomen, live longer and then celebrate by jumping off cliffs "Macho-style YEAH"!

boiling water

Everyone is either fat, pregnant or wearing leggings. How did this happen? Well I know how the pregnant-thing happens but seriously? About 50% of the people I saw yesterday (yes, I saw more than two) were pregnant. I suppose people had real fun in November last year.

Oliver Platt is a really good actor.

I should make a chococake and I blame the heat for this horrible entry.

the Fisherman

Pouring water over oneself while working might seem like a bad idea. It's not. It was the best idea I've had all day - no only did it refreshen me, but it restarted my brain aswell. (Not that there's all that much to restart, but you get the point here.)

I was in Copenhagen yesterday. Me and about 60000 other Depeche Mode-fans.I love Copenhagen - it feels so "homey". The heat is the same, the traffic is the same and the language is practically the same. Of course, that might have something to do with all the Swedish people everywhere. I bet there were more Swedish people in Copenhagen yesterday than in all of Sweden!
The whole day was wonderful though - took the day off from work to spend it with my friends and dinner together with people you like to spend time with can never be wrong, and to end it all with a concert is just... amazing. Not as great as Robbie Williams in 2006 or Muse in 2007, but still really good.

You know, it's funny how you seem to remember all the good things and forget all the bad ones. Like how much trouble you'll have to get out of the arena. Or how much time you'll spend trying to find your way. Or how crowded it will be on the train. It was so crowded that people accidentally pulled the emergency brakes. Twice. The trainride home that was suppose to take about 25 minutes took over an hour. And of course our bus didn't go at that time and I hadn't counted on all the other Depeche-fans who wanted to take a taxi. Thank god for friends!

But besides all this I had a lovely day and it was worth taking a day off for.