It's Sunday night. No one is having a party. And I'm watching The Phantom Menace. What a letdown!

But apart from that it's all good. Attack of the Clones is supposed to be real Star Wars. And there was 9 hours of soccer today. A very important game. And the end result: my darling Brøndby RE are almost sure to win the Danish championship now. So I can scrap that whole thing about feeling suicidal and pinching myself because I'm not cool enough to cut but I still want pain. Weet. It's all good.
F-u-C-K
And nothing else really going on. I'm feeling tired. My little mini-vacation is over and it's time to get back to work and I'm worried that I'm going to melt in the sun. I'm thinking that hibernation might be the answer to all my problems.

It's worth a try.
yeah buddy
I guess it's mother's day today then? In honor of that I won't tell my mum to ********** *** ****.
and now for something completely different
Spaceships are cool.

Hehe. That kid greedo is cute. Damn I can't even remember what species Greedo is. I used to know all the trivia.

Well isn't that handy. His midi-chlorian count is higher than even Yoda's. How nice that we suddenly have this way to measure that he's the greatest Jedi ever. Pah.

Anyway.

Here's the view from over the rooftop and far away:

Dark clouds on the horizon...

nw: episode 1