And there’s no other really way to celebrate it than to watch the genius behind the Shreds. He’s Finnish. Isn't that just hilarious?
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Stomach twist
This is awfully awkward to admit. But my stomach is literally twisted and if it sounds funny it feels weirder. There’s no other way to describe it than this. Twisted stomach.
It feels like your abs is tilting to the left. But then I realized the lack of any and killed that clarification to the issue. We’ll leave it to that and see in a few days. Maybe Easter will solve the matter.
It feels like your abs is tilting to the left. But then I realized the lack of any and killed that clarification to the issue. We’ll leave it to that and see in a few days. Maybe Easter will solve the matter.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Very weird or just slightly fucked up
Tonight the quarterfinals in Champions League set off from its break. Man U will crush ’04-winners (and that years’ Man U-defeaters), Porto and I will be happy.
But it’s so very weird. I’m not totally locked down in my football-activated mood. Not to the extent it makes me fully content.
Spring is here. What’s wrong? Weather is perfect. Every woman you see looks gorgeous. Everyone you meet smile. magnificence was accomplished this morning. Excitement fills the sky. It’s disturbing. And quite, worrying.
Hope new-comer Macheda will sooth me with another amazing goal. Just don’t wait til’ the very last minute again, please.
But it’s so very weird. I’m not totally locked down in my football-activated mood. Not to the extent it makes me fully content.
Spring is here. What’s wrong? Weather is perfect. Every woman you see looks gorgeous. Everyone you meet smile. magnificence was accomplished this morning. Excitement fills the sky. It’s disturbing. And quite, worrying.
Hope new-comer Macheda will sooth me with another amazing goal. Just don’t wait til’ the very last minute again, please.
To anyone who might (foolishly) doubt that Old School is the funniest film ever #9
What do you guys like better?
Nurse or cheerleader?
Hi, Nicole.
Hi, Frank.
It's a nice doll you have there.
Yeah, thanks.
She's okay.
Nurse or cheerleader?
Hi, Nicole.
Hi, Frank.
It's a nice doll you have there.
Yeah, thanks.
She's okay.
Finally!
Things are absolutely brilliant now. And allow me to impart* about my run this morning.
It was so, so beautiful. Accelerated before I even knew I had decided to. Flew across the field of grass, caressed the bend like a gazelle pushing off, away from a hungry lion herd, sky-rocketed along the waterfront and I think I left a trail of smoke behind me.
It was sheer magnificence.
Checked the intervals. All good. Better than good. It was the third day in a row I’ve heard Paula, but today was by far cause of the most appreciated reason. What can go wrong now is beyond me**.
*brag
**Knock on wood!
It was so, so beautiful. Accelerated before I even knew I had decided to. Flew across the field of grass, caressed the bend like a gazelle pushing off, away from a hungry lion herd, sky-rocketed along the waterfront and I think I left a trail of smoke behind me.
It was sheer magnificence.
Checked the intervals. All good. Better than good. It was the third day in a row I’ve heard Paula, but today was by far cause of the most appreciated reason. What can go wrong now is beyond me**.
*brag
**Knock on wood!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Double drop/lost of belongings
This weekend went slightly out of proportions. Started with the very successful/fun costume party, Uniform and ended with a bash very late Sunday morning. My George Washington suit didn’t have any form of pockets of any kind, meaning nowhere to put my keys, wallet and mobile. Erik was my man of the evening as he promised to keep it for me.
Much later, when he left without saying I wasn’t surprised nor upset though, I just walked to his apartment and rang the bell relieved to have taken the very mature decision of having a spare change along with my vital belongings at the hands of a trustworthy friend. Someone you can rely on.
Worth mentioning now is that my borrowed shoes hurt so much it was unbelievable, I was literally almost crying and ready to lay down and die, or at least amputate my feet. Only the effort of reaching his door was by the sheer, soothing knowledge of comfy Nike kicks waiting for me inside, ready to walk me home. And a pair of jeans. So I didn’t have to look like a complete moron.
Twenty minutes later I started to grasp the fact that Erik wouldn’t open and as all my alternatives of getting a ride home was there too, I walked home. Barefoot. And if anyone paints a romantic picture in their head of a Hugh Grant look-alike walking home with the shoes in his hands, whistling as the morning neared, is wrong. Physically in addition to the emotional humiliation, it hurt like hell.
Next time I’ll tell you all about how I the next day, managed to completely lose my mobile without a single trace within the premises of my own apartment while sleeping. I’m not exaggerating when I say a posse would have been needed to find it. Luckily it wasn't needed.
Much later, when he left without saying I wasn’t surprised nor upset though, I just walked to his apartment and rang the bell relieved to have taken the very mature decision of having a spare change along with my vital belongings at the hands of a trustworthy friend. Someone you can rely on.
Worth mentioning now is that my borrowed shoes hurt so much it was unbelievable, I was literally almost crying and ready to lay down and die, or at least amputate my feet. Only the effort of reaching his door was by the sheer, soothing knowledge of comfy Nike kicks waiting for me inside, ready to walk me home. And a pair of jeans. So I didn’t have to look like a complete moron.
Twenty minutes later I started to grasp the fact that Erik wouldn’t open and as all my alternatives of getting a ride home was there too, I walked home. Barefoot. And if anyone paints a romantic picture in their head of a Hugh Grant look-alike walking home with the shoes in his hands, whistling as the morning neared, is wrong. Physically in addition to the emotional humiliation, it hurt like hell.
Next time I’ll tell you all about how I the next day, managed to completely lose my mobile without a single trace within the premises of my own apartment while sleeping. I’m not exaggerating when I say a posse would have been needed to find it. Luckily it wasn't needed.
Whose fault
Feel slightly upset/disturbed right now. The new site is being produced now and there are always the small issues to correct/solve.
Fix that text, correct that phrase, rotate that symbol 25° to the left, no wait, go back 5°, enlarge and tweak, bla bla bla. And fine. This is what we do. All fine.
But then all of the sudden someone “smart”, discovered that the Media Agency hadn’t done their work properly, so she apologized to me and asked me politely how we could fix this late concern*. Since it’s none of my business, I kindly said, “of course”, because that’s the kind of guy I am.
*Eh, no she didn’t. All of the sudden it was uncouthly insinuated that it was my fault/problem to solve. I DON’T EVER TALK TO THE MEDIA AGENCY NOR HAVE I ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS OR EVER BEEN TOLD ABOUT THIS ISSUE BEFOREHAND.
Phew. There. I feel better now.
Fix that text, correct that phrase, rotate that symbol 25° to the left, no wait, go back 5°, enlarge and tweak, bla bla bla. And fine. This is what we do. All fine.
But then all of the sudden someone “smart”, discovered that the Media Agency hadn’t done their work properly, so she apologized to me and asked me politely how we could fix this late concern*. Since it’s none of my business, I kindly said, “of course”, because that’s the kind of guy I am.
*Eh, no she didn’t. All of the sudden it was uncouthly insinuated that it was my fault/problem to solve. I DON’T EVER TALK TO THE MEDIA AGENCY NOR HAVE I ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS OR EVER BEEN TOLD ABOUT THIS ISSUE BEFOREHAND.
Phew. There. I feel better now.
Worse/best part of the day
It has happened that I enjoy taking in some sort of pain/agony/hurting at moments when I probably shouldn’t. Like set the alarm for the next morning as soon as you’ve gone up from bed. Before I’m actually awake and way ahead of my run. Get it over with. Boom. Just like that.
I tend to visualize it and compare it with people who do nasty things in Fear Factor. Cruel decisions, but man enough to deal with it. Same, same.
But the very worse thing is doing it on a Sunday. Before weekend isn’t even over. When you’re in fact are still free and should fully enjoy your day off. That’s the brutality of pure masculinity.
I tend to visualize it and compare it with people who do nasty things in Fear Factor. Cruel decisions, but man enough to deal with it. Same, same.
But the very worse thing is doing it on a Sunday. Before weekend isn’t even over. When you’re in fact are still free and should fully enjoy your day off. That’s the brutality of pure masculinity.
Friday, April 3, 2009
Excitement in the sky, in everywhere
Can’t say there’s anything wrong with today. But just to be sure, let’s double check. Will parade as a spokesman of the new world tonight but can’t wait until then. We can never have enough of this right now:
You’re welcome.
You’re welcome.
Wallet free
Closed towards the office, and two minutes from, I realized I’d forgotten my wallet. Without elaborating I can admit there was a DOH! involved in my reaction upon the news.
Quick decisions came flying, go back and fetch the little fella or remain cool.
Obviously I chose the latter. No worries. And now I’ve discovered that a cheeky email is quite convenient, begging for free lunch. Mohahaha
Quick decisions came flying, go back and fetch the little fella or remain cool.
Obviously I chose the latter. No worries. And now I’ve discovered that a cheeky email is quite convenient, begging for free lunch. Mohahaha
To anyone who might (foolishly) doubt that Old School is the funniest film ever #8
At this point
you may be asking yourself,
"Why am I holding
this -pound cinderblock in my hands?"
You might also ask yourself,
"Why does this cinderblock
have a long piece of string
tied to it?"
And finally,
"Why's the other end of this string
tied securely
to your penis?"
you may be asking yourself,
"Why am I holding
this -pound cinderblock in my hands?"
You might also ask yourself,
"Why does this cinderblock
have a long piece of string
tied to it?"
And finally,
"Why's the other end of this string
tied securely
to your penis?"
Floating on air
I’ve been told not to tell anyone, so I won’t. But keep emotions inside is something I find difficult, so I won’t. I’m really, really, excited today. Exuberant. Hurrah! Fingers crossed now.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Getting pretty scared
This whole running thing is almost getting out of control. And this I say 58 days prior to launch and 2 days after I received the confirmation of my participation.
Not sure I will even make it. Maybe I’ll crash during; explode like a rocket in the beginning and fade out before the second lap (exhausted doh!).
On the bad news scale though; I might have to run with the “elite”. The very best, the top-of-the-world-runners. The ones who set the pace, goes for world record and achieves remarkable.
Fine I thought first, I’d just place myself comfy behind the thrusting group, drag at the back and enjoy the view of disappearing feet.
Then I was told they start approx 20-30 minutes before everyone else, “so they don’t have to get stuck in the wide traffic-jam called 'other runners'". In plain words: people will actually see and notice a poor sod trailing on his own, panting like a stung goat, alone on his way to emptiness. Big (yes loud) DOH!
Not sure I will even make it. Maybe I’ll crash during; explode like a rocket in the beginning and fade out before the second lap (exhausted doh!).
On the bad news scale though; I might have to run with the “elite”. The very best, the top-of-the-world-runners. The ones who set the pace, goes for world record and achieves remarkable.
Fine I thought first, I’d just place myself comfy behind the thrusting group, drag at the back and enjoy the view of disappearing feet.
Then I was told they start approx 20-30 minutes before everyone else, “so they don’t have to get stuck in the wide traffic-jam called 'other runners'". In plain words: people will actually see and notice a poor sod trailing on his own, panting like a stung goat, alone on his way to emptiness. Big (yes loud) DOH!
To anyone who might (foolishly) doubt that Old School is the funniest film ever #7
you're all going to experience intense
mental and physical strain.
[screams:] D-ahhh!!
Frank, just pace yourself.
Oopy that. Just got
a little overexcited. Sorry.
mental and physical strain.
[screams:] D-ahhh!!
Frank, just pace yourself.
Oopy that. Just got
a little overexcited. Sorry.
Love, love, love! Absolute love
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Data visualized
This is good. I like this. Not only cause it shows that we need to develop on all platforms in order to extend and deepen our, always very naïve (sometimes rather stupid), request of wanting people to interact and converse with and about our wish of subject, but also.
George Washington
Friday is the big Uniform party. It will be a marvelous evening and ladies will look like nurses or coming straight from your wildest Jane Eyre fantasy.
This I don’t hope, I expect.
Early on my brothers and I decided to dress as a group together. We’ve been in choices ranging from the Beagle Boys, the Three Musketeers to around spaces where Sailors, Yankees from the civil war thrives to finally land in costumes that just resemble each other. From the same era.
Stefano will be Napoleon, and if you knew him you would yell, “spot on!” T-JR will be “Valentino” whatever that means, and I will wear the pride of George ‘ol Washington’s.
This I don’t hope, I expect.
Early on my brothers and I decided to dress as a group together. We’ve been in choices ranging from the Beagle Boys, the Three Musketeers to around spaces where Sailors, Yankees from the civil war thrives to finally land in costumes that just resemble each other. From the same era.
Stefano will be Napoleon, and if you knew him you would yell, “spot on!” T-JR will be “Valentino” whatever that means, and I will wear the pride of George ‘ol Washington’s.
I will look exactly like this.
Waay over my head
Got it confirmed today. I will indulge into 42 195 meters of sheer pleasure soon. I write “soon” cause I don’t even have a clue when I’m suppose to run this race. 59 days left and I haven't spent a single day practicing ahead of this.
Thus far, I hope.
Big, loud, yet mute, DOH!
Thus far, I hope.
Big, loud, yet mute, DOH!
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