I should get a nose job. Not because I need it. Not because I want it. Not because of anything. Just because. Isn't that a great idea?

Maybe I should just grab a knife and cut it open. Now there's a thought.

I do however need a haircut. But I won't get one for a long time. I'll postpone till it's dragging behind me on the floor. I'd like to cut it myself. I wonder how it would turn out. If I just took the scissors and cut some off. When you go get a haircut they always work so delicately. I wonder how it would look if I just cut it crudely down to a proper size.

tell me I'm the only one

tell me I'm the only one

tell Me I'm the only one for you

despite all my rage

what is lost can never be saved

I am still just a rat

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I still can't order Tryx3 from boxman. Stupid morons. I need to order it there so I can get some of the other old singles I want. But now I have to wait until they get their act together... go back and read the entry "Who wouldn't stand inside Tpur love" to see their tracklist of a "mini album" by the pumpkins. Too bad they're the only ones I can order from if I want all the things I want. And the things I want are the things I want so I have to wait. I need to order it all at once to save on the p&p or whateveritscalled. Well, at least I've downloaded the b-side already. I prefer that atom bomb to the one on Mach2. I think I'll call it Mach2. Instead of Machina II/Friends & Enemies of Modern Music. Or FAEMM. Or FEMM. Or FE. I like Mach2. It reminds me of a commercial for a stupid razordbladesuitcaseallthetricksofthetrade...sorry. Anyway, they have a brilliant Mach5 razorblade. Much more expensive than their normal razorblade. But a consumerprogram on tv revealed that the effect of the two razorblades are almost the same. So the mach5 is just expensive crap, no better than the cheap crap. Anyhoooooo, it's Mach2 for me. Until I forget. Anyone who's ever lost one who's dearest and the love of a friend on our worried knees given to our beliefs.

Listening to the tape I made for Allflatt. Not too bad. If I shall say so myself. And since nobody else is going to say it I might as well do it myself. Talking to myself, that's the best company I have. Well, the only company I have.

oooh bury your head in the sand

Hot damn, today's football day. Brøndby plays the croatians. Osijekwhatever. I'm so excited that it can only go wrong. We've been doing so well that we need to be beaten. Otherwise I might start enjoying life. And we can't have that. So it'll be exit UEFA cup soon. But it's a tv game so I'll lay my lazy ass on my bed and watch my wonderful yellow/blue army. Maybe, just maybe, we won't fuck up. Here's to the atom bomb.

if they didn't know you then, what makes you think they know you now?

he should've release the MAD's. They're too good to not be released. Stuff Mach2, gimme MAD. Nevermind. Mach2 rocks as well. Ssssssssaaaaatttttttuuuuuuurrrrrrrnnnnniiiiiiinnnnnneeeeeee.

It's a grey day. Not a great big storm day. But grey. Little rain. Suits me. I love lying in bed under a thick blanket feeling the cold. I never close my window at night. Not even when it's freezing and there's snow. I love the purity of the air, the way it bites the skin. I hope we'll get snow soon. Come on, it's September. And I live in the arctic wastes...or Denmark as I call it. We need snow. But we get no snow. Stupid weather. I want to go to bed in the snow. I want to dig deep in it and just lie there. Blabla. I'm trying to be interesting and failing miserable. As always. I'll just transcribe a couple of pages from the phone book. That would be more entertaining. what's a boy supposed to do? hehe. Remember I made a card. A bussines card or whatever it's called in English. You know, a card with your name, address, phone number and what you are. Here's my card, they always say that in the movies. Anyway, it was in some writing class (don't go there, repress repress) and we made these cards for ourselves. Just for fun. One of mine said "the killer in me is the killer in you" and my job was "smashed pumpkin". I'm so fucking witty. And informative. Another one said "dead parrot". Like in Monty Python? You know Monty Python? Poooollly. Right.

we're so young

and we're so dumb

I wonder what my mental age is? 12? 13? I don't know. and you're lying sad peter pan.and you're lying

my love is one hundred per-cent

come back to me my mistake

it was all my mistake

I'm going to go now. Before this turns into a demiquotefest. As the day slowly fades away (and I rot in my skin as a piece of me dies every day). I can't wait till I'm in bed sleeping again. And then again. And again. Can't believe that we're 9 months into 2000... where did the fucking armageddon go? here's to the atom bomb