ended up on the couch. listening to some music.
but i like our couch and i like music. so why not? but i want strawberries too. mmm.
[or what i really, really need to do is to write on my paper. meh]
miss my mom´s smoothies. that´s summer. she always makes me some then. i´m a spoiled "kid".
bbq tonight. gonna freeze myself to death. or not, because i want to live. but i think it´s gonna be cold. ok, there was no point. or..think it´s gonna be nice. beer. people. vegetarian food. yes. that´s the way to go. veggie.
gaaah. i´m just telling you all random things you probably not are interested in. but i don´t care right now. mouhaha. i´m feeling crazy today (or more than usual).
and i give thanks to my friend L for introducing me to bluegrass. love it. it makes me smile and it´s like when i´m listening to african music. i can´t stand still. have to dance. think i have been an african before i was born as a swede. but bluegrass...mmm. road trips. usa. wanna go back. i will. memories.
midsummer a la ´86, i think.
by the way. sufjan stevens has a song called jacksonville. that made me think about a conversation i had yesterday. yay.
ok. paper here i come..MEH. or should i colour my hair instead?
i have been thinking a bit more..
we have a personal entertainer here. it´s a street musician and he´s standing pretty close to our apartment. or i can at least hear him pretty good. like it though. but not when i want to listen to other songs or when the store downstairs is playing "I´m Yours" for the twentysecond time of the day...
it´s a fight between my music, the musician and the store. gaaaah. what a problem.
i´m colouring my hair. gaaah. i´m always writing papers in the last minute. it at least feels like that. i have to trick myself. tell myself THIS is the last day of writing. ok. gotta go and take a shower. bbq soon.