See now I pretty mucho forget what I wanted to write. But it's all good since THIS IS NOT A DIARY. I should start every entry with that. Just to get your hopes down. And by "you" I mean the leprechaun by the side of my bed.

Hmmm... well, my watch broke. And you (that's the leprechaun again) might say "Well get over it four-eyes, it's just a wristwatch"... but alas, it's more than just a watch. It's a wall. It's protection. You see the funny story is that I tried to kill´myself a little over a year ago and now I kinda need to hide those scars so I can go on wasting my life in denial until I find a better way, better way, yeah. "Ha!" I said. So anyway, the watch. It broke. I went shopping without it which wasn't a problem, since I was wearing a coat in the nice and cold Danish weather. That'll hide the scars just fine, thank you very much.
Yeah, but it's a real problem when you're inside in the nice heated home and you don't want your mother to notice the thin white lines in your skin. So I need the fucking watch, dammit (One day I'll tell you the hilarious story of the sock... watch this space!). And so I panicked a little. How to put the watch together. Did I mention the strap thingie broke? That was what was wrong. So I couldn't wear it. Well, I grabbed some old glue my dad left behind when he fleed the scene of the crime and took off to Greenland (which is pretty much all white by the way and I'm not talking about races here). Yeah, it was a longshot. But I glued the two piece together. And lo and behold, the mothafucka holds! I'm sure if I tug really hard I can make it come apart again, but with a little tender loving care I will be able to still wear the watch and thus hide the nice nice things from my past. So I can go on with my misery.

Now wasn't that a nice and personal bit of writing? Coupled with the usual inane attempts at being funny... Yeah, disarm you with a smile, cut you like you want me to cut that little child inside of me and such a part of me, ooohoh the years burn

anyway

So that was the story of how my watch broke and I fixed it.

I saw Ali G today then finally. I don't know. It's not exactly brilliant but nice and funny in a daft sort of way. But embarrassing watching Mohammmmmmaaaeeed Al Fayed make an ass of himself trying to be young and hip. Errgh.

I think that's all I can be bothered to write. I'll go escape a little and then to sleep. It's 3:23 dk time which makes it about 9 pm american time. In case you cared. And I know you did. My funny little leprechaun

Oh, just want to edit this and say.... 2 months to christmas!!!! Wooooohoo, ain't life grand? I'm gonna fuck jesus in the ass. That's my gift for him. Up yours mothafucka!