søndag, november 4

I would just like to take this stupid online updater thing and put in quotes that I like. Yeah. Well this weekend was another skole-fest, another chance for those crazy Danes to so their true colors. And I sat there with a beer in hand and my Danish in my throat just letting go. Rode my bike home with my little light in the front and thought about different worlds. Gas stations in the middle of a dark and quiet city, full of drunken kids buying yogurt, hot dogs, cheeze-puffs. How everything is the same everywhere, just with a facade of difference. Like the method in which to get to the gas station or the party, or the wall socket. Like the way....

"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars."
Oscar Wilde