Today felt like winter. Not only frost. But freezing. The cold, it burns. From beneath you, it devours.

The cats are still out by the janitors place. It's perfect. When I'm cold and grumpy in the morning on my way to work I walk by and they make me smile. And when I'm tired and worn out and coming home from work I walk by and they make me smile. It makes me happy to say hello to them. There was a new one today. A black cat. I guess the cats like the janitors. There are two janitors. I have a sneaking suspicion that they take care of the cats. We're not allowed to have cats here. But then who can resist cats? No one, that's who. I certainly hope they stay for a long time. So I can keep smiling.

Work went okay today. There was no water. How bizarre, how bizarre. So I couldn't wash the floor. Not too handy since there was a surprise wedding at noon.

But all is swell that ends swell. I hope they live happily ever after.

In other major news: finally a new guestbook. I just couldn't stand signmyguestbook.com any longer. Now watch Andrew fix it within a couple of days... no matter, the new guestbook is here. I hope you will be good to it. And I hope it will live long and prosper. Thank you to Katherine for suggesting getstring. No more dealing with smgb. Except when I sign other's of course. You should all switch. Follow the leader.

Or the shy nerd. Whateverrrr.

Okay, if Jessica Alba is 1/3 Danish then how come I never run into her when I go to the supermarket? It's so sad when big stars forget all about their roots. Oh la di da Dark Angel. Come and star in Forsvar instead. You know Viggo Mortensen did a book signing just around the corner from here. Why don't you write a book Jessica? Or sign Maxim covers. In Denmark.

It's sad that the only celebrity spotting I have ever done is Flemming Povlsen at the haircutter. Come on. Where are the celebs at? You're all partying together without me, aren't you?

Finito. Try the new guestbook. It's a feel-good experience.

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