Because Gudni told me to.

Kidney beans, toasts with marmite and beer. I suppose you could have a worse supper.
Not even the songs affect me anymore. Or the forgotten sock.
I'm doing the laundry and soon i'll go out to seek adventures. Night-time adventures. Hopefully, it will include something creative. I miss being creative.
Find some canvas and make an oil painting, shall we? Paint the Land of Milk and Honey in bright colours with the seven seas around it?
I wouldn't mind.

Stormtroopers and cosmic boys

This week was really good. My heart is set free. This is the beginning of a new era.

One of my best friends came over for a visit, and even though our husbands were down with the flu me and Denis had a really good time. Food and movies. Absolutely fabulous.
David made a Malva by getting drunk on the last night and almost miss his flight, but an Icelandic hero got a cab and my friend disappeared in early morning light.
Yesterday was sleepy and today i had some birthday cake. Noodles. Maybe a movie later on. Tomorrow is back to work and maybe a walk.

And it is never wrong to love.

CLERKS

It was the best movie of the year! Really, i loved it (even though the acting sometimes was horrible). You know what it is like to have crush on a movie, don't you? Looking up pictures and movie quotes the day after... i've already found some t'shirts and bumper-stickers.

Or maybe i should also add that it reminded me of a movie i saw many years ago (well, let's say six), Slacker. There is something about those flanell shirts men.. Gummo used to be one of my favourite movies.

I often wish that i'd be a man in his 20s, living in a small town in the US hanging around with my friends all days drinking beer.
It seems to be a good life.

Not that it is very different from my life at the moment..

Hm.

i suppose i longed for yesterday

ach ach.
While other people write witty blogs about world news and philosophy, i only tend to write about my private life and most intimate feelings. And to excuse myself for not writing a blog that is interesting enough.

Oh well...
Weekend felt lonely. Lonely in the way you are when you're not in a relationship anymore. So hey, what do one do? Gudni put strong loving arms around me when they played "God only Knows" by Beach Boys (why did i ever think it was Beatles?) in the early morning at Bar 11 when i was drunk and sad, and in the end i went to a friend's place and slept there. It wasn't the same, really, and my hair and body had a new strange smell the following day. I'm sure i took a shower.
On sunday i indulged in old smells that i like: my favourite perfumes, and i even did some shopping! A hat that people found nice and a headset since i've dowloaded Skype.
The whole weekend ended with me getting a new friend, and monday (oh, sweet monday!) was the perfect monday with video watching in the evening.
Lífid er yndislegt!

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground

My inspiration is back!
I went to Júlíus place yesterday; we drank budweiser and talked about his appartment and interesting travel destinations. When he sat down in his soon-to-be-a-kitchen i reallty wanted to take a picture, art was coming to me and we talked about the final scene in Fight Club and a dream that i had.
I put my alarm on 9:30, because i had to do the laundry before work, and oh... i think i like mornings.

Tonight my neighbour drove a tram into the woods, i found perfumes with no smell and ants were building a bridge.

The greatest thing you'll ever learn

Yes. Well, that's it. The love story that would never end did end.

I''m actually fine, believe it or not, but i feel a bit... lost. I don't know where to go or how to spend my days. Working is good. I worked this weekend to keep me distracted and to earn some extra money.
Hm.
And i've lost my inspiration.