Lately I’ve been giving a truly poor and unworthy character of public display. On an average, everyday, it takes about zero (0) snoozes before I’m up on my legs and ready to go out for my morning-run.
This morning it took one and a half hour more than that. With no run involved. “Needed the sleep”, I cowardly excused myself, but I feel so much more tired now than with the energizing morning-routine.
Said it before, but it can never-ever be said too many times (remember a cliché is a cliché cause it’s true – amen) – I’ve always regretted not going for a run, but never-ever regretted going for on. Ever. Shaping up is on the schedule. This time we’re not just talking about the physical part.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
I might be delusional...
..or too much of a White People, who is too obsessed with anything that Spike Jonze does, as our dear friendo, Ludde, likes to suggest. But I liked this demon-tale. Better quality (for a week) RIGHT HERE.
NYC Marathon FAIL
Been hustling Fredrik and Reebok for that sense for quite some time now. Get me a start number so I can pursue my spontaneous plans and win the darn race. Today, I texted Fred, as I usually hustle him in the morning, when suddenly and eventually, he replied.
*Moi.
“Try to be a bit more proactive and let me know a bit longer in advance. He’s* still on the list, though”.Well thanks, fucker. First of all Mr. I only have a fancy Title at Reebok but it doesn’t give me any real benefits; how can I be proactive when it’s a spontaneous decision (hello), and secondly. Why on earth are you using words that are strictly grounded in advertising? We have an exclusive subscription on proactive in this industry. Only we are allowed to casually flaunt it and use it carelessly when we don’t have anything properly to say. Stupid fuck.
*Moi.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Get your own Balloon Boy t-shirt

Following the hype and noise about the alleged (remember no one's guilty yet), PR-stunt of the Colorado family who deceived the world when telling that they're boy was trapped in a... balloon/UFO (!?) it's stunning/amazing/interesting how fast the news/gossips spread. Faster than lightning (well, within two hours) it was on everybody's twitter and news feeds. Before anyone had time to sign the family up for their own TV-show (which is part of the accusation of the scheme itself) t-shirts were made. CLICK and get yours here.
Labels:
contemplating,
iinternet-joy,
internet
Friday, October 16, 2009
Last night
David came home. Drank beer, ate hot dog. Went to Anglais and met up with Fredrik and hey-I’m-married-tomorrow-good-bye-life – Patrik who was generous with the drinks. Very generous. Then late dinner at Sture. After that, pitch black.
Labels:
decisions,
DOH,
party,
troublemaker,
work
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Perhaps the BIGGEST excitement of all time
Ok, we have to wait until December 3. But we have a few things until then. First, you should become a fan on Facebook. Secondly, get even more excited and read this review (without spoilers – yes it is possible – critics around the globe – read, learn and adapt/integrate into your future work; same goes for Trailer-Makers; you know who you are – we don’t want to know the story + end). We can't wait.




















Labels:
excitement,
Hurrah,
movies
Dressing casually
Experiencing very annoying and slightly frustrating time-consuming dressing mornings nowadays. I am ready about twenty minutes before schedule but last-minute checks/decisions/alterations (that all end up in the exact same outfit as when I started) delays me with twenty minutes after schedule, and are all very, very not part of my usual morning routine-plan. You never wan to look as if you actually put a lot of thought behind those pants and t-shirt.
They complement each other? Did you say the socks match the stitching on my Polo Shirt? What a coincident. Hadn’t even noticed.Dressing casually is an art-form that you want noticed but not mentioned.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Like Lloyd Christmas’s optimism regarding today’s fixture between Sweden vs. Albania
Lloyd: What do you think the chances are of the game between Portugal and a country like Malta... ending up drawing together?
Skeptic: Well, Lloyd, that's difficult to say. I mean, we don't really...
Lloyd: Hit me with it! Just give it to me straight! We came a long way just to play this game. The least you can do is level with me. What are my chances?
Skeptic: Not good.
Lloyd: You mean, not good like one out of a hundred?
Skeptic: I'd say more like one out of a million.
[pause]
Lloyd: So you're telling me there's a chance... *YEAH!*
Skeptic: Well, Lloyd, that's difficult to say. I mean, we don't really...
Lloyd: Hit me with it! Just give it to me straight! We came a long way just to play this game. The least you can do is level with me. What are my chances?
Skeptic: Not good.
Lloyd: You mean, not good like one out of a hundred?
Skeptic: I'd say more like one out of a million.
[pause]
Lloyd: So you're telling me there's a chance... *YEAH!*
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