Sunday, February 05, 2006

when i rush

When i got home yesterday night/this morning i found half a sheep head in the rubbish. I'd say that it was the perfect bizarre finale of the weekend.

The theme was men in their forties.
The first one invited me over for boiled eggs and chocolate biscuits; and talked about shark meat, sex, pot, life and death. Of course. What else is there to talk about six in the morning than life and death? The creepiest thing was to meet his neighbours in the stairs: middle-aged drunk men in suits telling him that i was beautiful. I was beautiful this weekend.
The second one was a good dancer. He examined my teeth and could tell my exact age. Teeth. I was examining someone's teeth somewhere in December, they were nice. Strange, when you love someone every little part is so pretty. Almost perfect.

Oooh... now i feel like listening to The Sun and The Rainfall by Depeche Mode. Not because of the lyrics, but the sweet melody.


Blogger Flamboyant3 said...

Ah, Icelandic nights!
Ah, men in their forties!
Ah, better in their early thirties!

06 February, 2006 01:07  
Blogger Gudni said...

Haha, sheep in your rubbish:)
that´s some funny experience.

´´I was beautiful this weekend´´ are always beautiful dear!! and did you know that if you type your name in the Image-option in Google you get pictures of many georgeous flowers. Does that mean your name is from latin??

Wishing I had good teeth, your friend Guðni

07 February, 2006 12:53  
Blogger malva said...

Ai, dear Gudni, beauty is not only in the teeth!
My name is the name of a flower, both in Latin, Swedish and Icelandic. What does your name mean?

10 February, 2006 20:49  
Blogger Gudni said...

Hihi, have you stopped writing??
please continue!!
By the way: I think it´s pathetic that we haven´t met for such a long time....I admit that I´m mostly to blame.
Your friend
Guðni Þór

22 February, 2006 15:05  
Blogger malva said...

You don't blog either. But i'll try to be more activer, promise!

28 February, 2006 21:55  

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