important date

1803 – Lewis and Clark start their expedition to the west by leaving Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania at 11 in the morning.
1888 – Mary Ann Nichols is murdered. She is the first of Jack the Ripper's confirmed victims.
1897 – Thomas Edison patents the Kinetoscope, the first movie projector.

eh, many important things happened on this day of the year, coincidence? it is a great day indeed and is worthy of celebration

Oscillococcinum

Oscillococcinum contains 0,000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001% actual medicine, the rest is water. good thing homeopathy works, right? (protip: your brain can't possibly understand how little this is, it's less than a grain of sand compared to the universe)

bad dream

I had the weirdest bad dream... it started out at my fathers house, I was chatting on msn, then suddenly someone logged onto my account and started chatting with my contacts pretending to be me, I ran down the stairs to the basement and saw my brother there. I picked up his (expensive) computer and smashed it against the ground and said: "you better not fucking do that again) then nicole came over, and we were naked in my bed and I wanted to have sex, she however only wanted to play pokémon on my DS. after that she went out to hang out with her friends, I am somehow in NY at this point, and I was left all alone with nothing to do and I thought to myself how that's totally uncool. she came back every couple of minutes to check on me and eventually I stopped asking "why are you leaving me to hang with your friends" and started asking "why can't I come with you?" she said it was because of sarah. after a few hours of waiting she realized she couldn't just keep me waiting forever so she brought me along. they were in a really messy and somewhat crowded room, playing a board game with pieces of a broken wooden crap as playing pieces, I don't know how the game works, but from what I can gather it has to do with a broken clock that keeps count of the rounds, and it was halfway through round two. also, even when she finally brought me along no one would talk to me.

this is all fiction obviously and I love my girlfriend more than ever and I can't wait until she comes here, I just remembered it quite vividly and thought I should write it down. please no one over analyze this

Fillip – an ordinary man with extraordinary adventures

The story begins like any other, fillip is asleep on the couch, clothes on the floor, the room is a mess, some empty bottles and the room smells like whiskey. Any other person would be out of his mind to stay in such a place, but fillip is looking out for the future.
Suddenly, There’s a knock on the door! Fillip jumps up and clears some of the trash so he can get through the room. He looks through the door and sees no one on the other side. He grumbles some curse words silently as he turns around to go back to bed, but then he hears another, this time much louder, knock. It felt like the sound went right through his ears and into his head, which felt like it was about to explode.
He opens the door, to find her. Sally, she had long red hair, the most beautiful eyes you’ve ever seen, and legs that seems to go on forever. The most perfect body imaginable. She looked at our hero with disgust, he clearly hadn’t shaven for a week, his hair was a mess, and she could see into his apartment. “I’ve been sent to kill you” she said. He replied by exclaiming “fuck! Well, atleast it’s by a hot chick” he had a crooked grin across his face and he had clearly not gotten all of the whiskey out of his system.
She had a look of disgust on her face as she said “I was sent here to kill you, but I have no intention of following those orders, although I’m almost starting to rethink that” fillip turned pale as he was starting to realize that this is all really happening and apologized and asked why his life was spared, she replied “I work for a secret organization called ‘the velvet assassins’ and we’ve taken down dictators and conspirers, now I was ordered to kill some guy living in his own filth and never leaves his apartment. Frankly, you’re alive due to my curiosity. ” fillip didn’t really know how to respond to this he just stood there with a confused look on his face as she continues: “I was intending on sitting down with you in your apartment but it looks a bit crowded, how about we go to the nearby bar”.
As they left the apartment building fillip realized it’s day, the sun seemed brighter than ever they go down the street to the bar and start talking, fillip explains how he has no clue why he’d be an assassination target but as she starts taking a shot every time he does and it somehow turns into a drinking contest and he eventually told her about a science project they did in college, where they made a wheel that wouldn’t stop spinning unless you stopped it even if you didn’t apply energy. She started laughing saying “yeah right!” she was clearly quite entoxicated. The rest of the evening is a blur.
She woke up the next morning with a banging headache, she looked around to see trash and whiskey bottles, she looked down, and saw fillip had fallen out of the couch next to her, she sat up terrified and grabbed her clothes and ran out the door. But she couldn’t help but think about what she did remember from last night, she had a good time with fillip, both at the bar an at his apartment.
Several weeks passed, and fillip began to question whether those strange recollections really happened or if he’s simply starting to lose his mind and suddenly there’s a knock on the door, he feels his heart skip a beat, who could it be? He walks over to the door and opens it, he sees a big burly man, wearing a wife beater and shorts, he looks about 6 feet tall, bald and wearing sun glasses. He proclaims “I’ve been sent to kill you” as to which fillip responded “not this again” in a cold tone. He lifts his gun to fillip’s head and turns the safety off. Suddenly there’s a thud and he falls over fillip when fillip pushes him aside he sees how there’s a short crossbow bolt stuck in his neck. He looks outside to find who did this, but sees no one, when he turns around sally is standing right there, and she kisses him.
She soon pulls away as he hasn’t been brushing his teeth for a while. She apologizes and admits she hasn’t been completely honest with him, she’s actually CIA agent infiltrating the velvet assassins and the reason she didn’t kill him that day was that she has a problem with killing civilians. However, it seemed that her client had moved on to other assassins.
“so, you know who wants me killed?” fillip eagerly asked. “it’s not that simple” she said, “I’ve only been given a location to report to, not a name, no form of identity.” She had barely finished the sentence until fillip dragged her out the door, they were going there now.
When they got outside fillip started opening his old rusty Volvo, but she had other plans, she pressed a button and the most expensive motorcycle imaginable came rolling down the street, it was like nothing he had ever seen. She jumped on it and dragged him up behind her. Even though she’d never admit it, it felt settling to have his arms around her.
When they reached the warehouse they saw a man wearing a black cape and a top hat. As they approached he said “so, you’re still alive, and you brought the assassin, I never should have trusted a woman with a man’s job” and fillip recognized that voice, it was his old classmate and friend Malcolm! “Why would you do this?” He asked. “Why does anyone do anything? Money of course” Malcolm quickly replied, “we had the greatest invention ever and your poor marketing made it worthless, and as you own half of it I can’t sell it, this seemed like the easiest solution, in fact. It still does and it’s time for you to DIE!!!” he turned around, as sally pulled her hidden blade out and swung it at Malcolm. He grabbed her wrist and threw her to the ground, the blade slid over to fillip. As he was kicking her in the stomach, she coughed “please help me fillip”. Malcolm started laughing and said “you think he’d have the guts to do that? He was a pussy in high school and he’s a pussy now” fillip grabbed the knife, his hands were shaking.
when Malcolm kicked her yet again he just felt an unbelievable surge of rage and threw the knife and hit Malcolm in the throat. As fillip came closer Malcolm said, “I’m sorry fillip my family is starving since their mother passed away and I needed the money to feed them. Without me, now they will die.” As he said that fillip confirmed that his pulse had gone out, and Malcolm had forever left this world.

Epilogue
Four weeks after those horrible series of event Fillip and sally got married and bought a house at the coast, they adopted Malcolm’s two daughters and fillip never had to drink whiskey again.
THE END

lulz

whats arse yous talkings abouts?

player

wow, my grandfather never ceases to amaze me, the other day he was talking about how he was having a fancy dinner with a lady friend, but he was very clear about how he didn't fuck her because he'd never cheat on his girlfriend.


yeah right.

TOYS "R" US

I saw spiderman today, nicole said it was just a guy in a spiderman-suit, but I know why, it's to hide his identity.

do the dew.

I tried mountain dew today, I really see what all the fuss is about, It's the greatest thing I've ever tasted, at least liquid.

other minor things I did today was to visit the museum of modern art and eat sushi.

but mountain dew was delicious!!!!!

life is sweet

Got to America yesterday, it's everything I was hoping for, and more. also, I just got laid, with a hot chick, which makes me wonder about the choices I've made in my life, kinda like the choice to be at my computer instead of in bed with her right now.

peace out!

now.

going to new york, feels unreal.

bored at work - listening to muse

I can't find the words to say, they're overdue.
I've traveled half the world to say: I belong to you.

decitions

after playing TF2 once again and realizing how awesome it is I've decided to fix my desktop and start playing instead of just sitting around, I'm sorry that I might not have as much time for you guys, but I hope I'll get to keep most of you as my friends anyways, except for nicole, I'll make time for her.

oops

eh, kinda got locked out of my computer.

being hardcore is a lot of work

wow, working life is rough! I've been programming computers 8-9 hours a day, every day this week, not really much point taking breaks, as there's nothing to do at the breaks. only working on one computer is a waste of time, I work on 4-8 computers at the same time, depending on how much the computers need to load. when I get home I'm so tired from working I almost fall asleep right away, hopefully I'll get to have a bit of fun this weekend, so that I don't go crazy. last night I woke up, so I decided to talk to nicole for an hour or three, bad move! I overslept, forgot my shoes, shirt, lunch, and I didn't have time to eat breakfast.

feels good to get a break now though, and I found some pretty sweet stuff in the dumpster, and that's not as gross as it sounds, it's a dumpster strictly for electronics, so it's not dirty or anything, hell yeah!

Hate

I'd like to think I'm not a very hateful person, but there's one person out there, one single person, whom I truely hate, I wish I could see her pay. but her life is pathetic, in a way, every day she pays for her chrimes, but I wouldn't exactly mind her dying a lonely, painful pathetic death.

she is and always will be, dead to me.

if you can read this; I hate you, I hope you die.

dedicated to Livia

I'm always glad when someone asks me to make a blogpost, and even if I don't have anything worth saying I'll always gladly do it for a fan, so I'm going to dedicate this to you livia.

ehm, let's see, I'm not feeling great, I'm having a hard time eating, even though I'm hungry. I have a watermelon though, that should be easier.

I also had two dreams tonight, one good and one bad, in the bad one there were mosquitoes everywhere, it was horrible and annoying, in the good one however my mom had bought me cereal and a watermelo. I know, pretty sweet! and the best part is; she had! when I woke up there was a watermelon and some cereal in the fridge. hell yeah!

the one and only; Ludvig

EDIT

concirning the last line of the last post, obviously I'm scared, I'm going one quarter of the world away all on my own, I'm really excited, but still a bit scared.

Love is dead.

first of all, the title isn't about me, my relationship with my girlfriend is great, I love her as much as ever.

however, all my friends (more or less) seem to be having love problems, sometimes, I can't help but feel like I'm next, I really don't think that's the case, but sometimes my mind goes to dark places. If I didn't have such an amazing girlfriend whoose always there to reasure me (and some nice friends too) I'd probably go crazy.

in lighter news, elin is apperantly talking to me again, which I suppose is good, except it bothers me that she only talks to me when it's convenient for her, and that's about all I have to say on that subject, especially as she doesn't dare to read my blog.

I love you nicole, I don't doubt us, I love you as much as ever, I wouldn't be scared if I didn't care.