First let me just apologize to doll-hair. I'm not sure if she's mad at me for what I said about Kurt'n'Courtney, but in any case I'm sorry.

Because I know I mean so much in all your lives...

So christmas is over and done with. Here's the important thing: 1 book. 1 pair of underwear. Some cash (which I'll get later).

The book is Stephen King. I think it's called "on writing" or something like that in English. The autobiography/learn-how-to-write thing. Which is very fitting because my literary ambitions end at King. 5-6 (deja vu-vu-vue) years ago when I thought I had a chance of becoming a writer I wanted to be a writer like him. And today I won't touch anything on a higher intellectual plane than Stephen King. Seriously, the only book I've read the last 5 years that wasn't King or Koontz must've been To Kill A Mockingbird. Or was it to shoot? And I only read that because Katie Holmes listed it as one of her favourites and it happened to be in my dad's collection. Stop laughing. I liked it, but who wants to read books? I'm waiting till it will be possible to download them straight into our brains. Then I'll get through all the classics.

Guess who found the almond in the risalamande this year? Guess what year the family decides there's no prize for the person who gets the almond?

Me/this year.

I want my chocolate.

When I say almond I mean that nut thing hidden in the desert, I'm not sure I'm remembering the right word there. Almon? Almond? Almond nut? I think I'm drunk on bonanaza.

On the first day of christmas my truelove gave to me... nothing because I haven't seen her in 5-6 years.

Clever.

It's still a bit white outside. I thought I heard running water outside when I woke up so I was sure that it all was melting or it was raining away. But I guess it's still there. So now just let it snow and I'll be happy. ish.

Christmas passed quickly and quietly. With dad not here we couldn't even really pretend to be a big happy family so that was a relief. The funniest moment was when my mother yelled at me for no real reason and I yelled back and then she got out the nice xmas napkins and placed them neatly on the plates. That just seemed funny to me for some reason.

No, I'd rather live in Halloween town with the pumpkin king and his dog Zero. Mehehe.

ah.

I went on a Twin Peaks rampage. Down memory lane. I love having the net for that. Twin Peaks, Fraggle Rock, The Labyrinth, Fate: Gates of Dawn etc. If I'd had a craving for Twin Peaks a year ago I wouldn't have been able to do anything about it. Now I can look around and find all sorts of interesting things... did you know the guy who played BOB is dead? It's so weird because he's been scaring me all these years, I've never been able to quite shake him but then a couple of weeks ago or so I managed to look at him and think about him without getting the creeps. And then I find out he's dead. Spooky. Well, he died a long time ago so it's not like his death freed me from the terror. But still weird.

And I guess my mind picked up on the twin peaks thing because it was in my dreams last night. Some sort of meeting with people from twin peaks sitting around in chairs. Bob was definately one of them. I don't know why he ever made such a big impact on me. I just don't. I'm sure one day when I've gone completely insane I'll look in the mirror and see his face. It's bound to happen.

Tim Burton and David Lynch. I have such original choices for favourite directors... I'm such an interesting person.

Also from that dream, somewhere in it, there was an elephant. Walking backwards very fast. Strange image. I know I've had that in a dream before. The exact same image/situation. I wonder if the mind stores these things and pulls them out every once in a while? Let's confuse Lasse, pull out that elephant walking backwards. And then add some Bob cause he was reading a lot about Twin Peaks today...

Sweet sweet, sweet little agony.

g'night, fire walk with you and me

np: pumpkins - Stand Inside Your Love

... it's destiny, pure lunacy...