Wednesday, September 28, 2005

captain's log

He he, and then i watched American Psycho again, the next day. I love that movie!
+the day before yesterday i got one of the quotes on my head, as if it were a stupid pop song. "I want to stab you to death and play around with your blood." It felt somewhat creepy, the phrase just popped up every now and then. "Hmm... maybe i should make some tea... I want to stab..." You know. I should really try to come up with something better to say during the day, like "another day another dollar" and such. Since i have a job now. Whohoo!

Weekend was good. I was busy being social and meeting people i hadn't seen in a long time. I watched Twin Peaks, danced, got drunk and went to some cafés. Monday work and tea, marmite and Moloko at David's, tuesday dinner at Malte and Dara's. We had wine and great lasagna, her parents were there and were sweet.

Friday, September 23, 2005

i'll drink to that

I will never be alone as long as i have my Black Celebration cd (in fact i'll listen to it when going to the job interview now), and lo! Now i'll never be sober either..

Thursday, September 22, 2005

"Feed me a stray cat"

American Psycho is probably the best movie ever. I will watch it tonight. The quotes from it are perfect, just... look!:

Best one -> "I like to dissect girls. Did you know I'm utterly insane?"

"I'm trying to listen to the new Robert Palmer tape, but Evelyn, my supposed fiancée, keeps buzzing in my ear."

"In the morning if my face is a little puffy I'll put on an ice pack while doing stomach crunches. I can do 1000 now."

"I'm into... well murders and executions mostly."

AND the main character likes "Hip to be Square" by Huey Lewis and the News and plays
it while commiting a murder.

Alright, no thoughts and all quotes makes Behind the Tea-Glass a dull blog. I can tell you that my new role-playing character will be inspired by Patrick Bateman, and... that... i will have popcorn tonight!

Saturday, September 17, 2005

"...satellite sickness tv junk..."

About today, i was good and dug up a wine berry bush and vacuumed the first floor. I also had a crush on my Primal Scream cd.
My wine smells of fridge.
Tonight David is coming over and we'll watch From Hell and eat popcorn.
I wear a fake chanel t-shirt and muddy pants, and in the garden my mother pointed at me and said: "look! You have so many white hairs!"
My room is, as always, a mess and my plant is not looking well. Winter is coming.

Friday, September 16, 2005

Things happen - we like

Now i'm babysitting my sister's rats again. It is nice to have something to do.
Pappa came by (it is in his appartment where Chin Chin and Brynja are kept) while i was sitting here writing to Gaëlle. He threw in some food into the kitchen, handed me a small bag with jelly bears he'd gotten at work and said there was more to eat in the freezer. Then he was gone again. Those of you who have met him: i'm sure you're able to imagine the scenario.

Yesterday i and friends drank coffee and had cake in the sun, sitting on a mountain top looking at the sea and the harbour. Later there was movie night: Van Helsing. Not that bad, although it was far from good.

Thursday, September 15, 2005

fuck this - i'm leaving

Right now, i would like it to be friday and that i would be at a small place decorated with christmas lights on the inside where everybody would be dancing to "I Like The Way" by Bodyrockers.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

No shit?

azu sloth

Sloth is the most misunderstood of

the sins. It is often regarded as

laziness, but it is more accurately

translated as apathy. When a person

is apathetic, they no longer really

care about doing their duty to

others, causing them to ignore

their spiritual well-being. Thomas

Aquinas wrote that Sloth "

evil in its effect, if it so

oppresses man as to draw him away
entirely from
good deeds."

Which of the seven deadly sins are you?
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No, i don't know how to make espresso.

No, i still haven't found any job. I have no life; and after some hours of walking from place-to-place handing out papers that say "i like to spend time with friends and listen to music" and such, i go home, make some tea and fry yesterday's potatoes. I start to get a hang of it, however. One have to use quite a lot of oil to get the potatoes golden and crispy, and then one always have to add some extra salt before going up to the computer. In front of the computer, i read all my favourite blogs and laugh at my misery.

Despite this, life is good. Today i found some cheap incense and yesterday i was role-playing (is this how you say it) for the first time in my life. Two days ago i was at my brother's place and had some nice tuna salad. I also got to borrow "On The Road", which i will read later tonight. It seems to be a really good book.

Another thing, that is good and i have to mention, was Theresa's visit a little more than a week ago! Wierd, isn't it? One of the biggest events this summer and i haven't written a word about it..
Swedish solitude turned into German actionmovie. I was a hostess and tried to get everything in order, and i think i succeded although i needed some days to calm down. I'm not used to having visitors. But it was cool.. In the weekend, there was Monochrome, dada party and gay club. Anything more? Who knows.. Everything that happened more than 24 hours ago is in a haze. I also remember sitting with feet in the sand, but this was on tuesday.
Now i'll finish my melting ice-cream. Hasta la Vista!

Thursday, September 08, 2005

so that i have a reason to drink my absinth

She is good!
Now i will never try to become a writer. Not when there are people like Kristina Lugn, Susanne, Wilde and Dostojevskij. And Gudni. People who know how to put all those things on paper, sometimes only by using a few words.
Lugn makes me laugh and sometimes, almost, cry a little. But most of all i cry when people leave.
When i realised that i'm not a writer, i thought about becoming an artist instead. I might, if i can think of a motive..

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

middle-of-the-week day

Good events today, so far:
It was raining heavily when i had breakfast, and a big fly was making sounds in the window. I was drinking coffee and was wearing my huge black dressing gown - and felt really like a grown-up! The sound of the rain and the fly hitting the window reminded of summer.
I looked for poetry in Mamma's bookshelves and found a Latin grammar book from 1847 and a piece of gingercake. Then i found not Bruno K. Öijer (whose books i haven't read so far) but Kristina Lugn (who seems to be kind of cool). There is a girl with a dog's head on the cover.
Denis sent an e-mail, telling me that he is on his way to Reykjavík. Hm.. Yes, i consider this being a good event, although i envy him.