queerpunk

the technique of self
2002-07-19 19:13:04 (UTC)

cry wolf

woke up at 11, fully dressed. after having eaten my
potatoes yesterday night i just went out on my bed. _so_
tired.

shaved this summer's beard off. it was hard work i tell
you. even though it wasn't much of a beard...

read some. i'm starting to get the hang of this reading
thing again. i can, almost, read an entire book from cover
to cover. it has some advantages over how i used to read:
very scattery-ish-ly. and for once i don't care about what
deleuze/guattari might say.

went to a second hand-store with mother, brother and
sister. lots of fun. i know it isn't i nice thing to say,
but i cant't help it: some people are truly, genuinely
idiots. and i know it's a gay thing to say, but i can't
help it: some people have no taste what so ever. but today
i didn't feel like killing them, i was just fascinated.

met up with anna at 4. went for pizza. i wanted to ask the
pizza guy if they put eggs in the dough, but then i would
probably not have gotten any pizza, so i didn't. it's a
strange and bad thing that you don't get some sort of
discount if you don't put cheese on your pizza. the cheese
is an important part of what makes the pizza a pizza, and i
bet that if they run out of cheese, the "ordinary"
customers wouldn't have to pay as much. i really would have
needed a discount. i've got 4,5 sek to make it through the
weekend. luckily i got the potatoes.

tonight is reggae night. then i have to walk all the way
home. very long.




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