Song of the day

"A Thousand Kisses Deep" by Mr Leonard Cohen

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done –
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet –
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young, 
The odds are there to beat . . .

Song of the day

Bauhaus – Crowds

What do you want of me 

What do you long from me 

A slim Pixie, thin and forlorn 

A count, white and drawn 

What do you make of me 

What can you take from me 

Pallid landscapes off my frown 

Let me rip you up and down 

For you I came to forsake 

Lay wide despise and hate 

I sing of you in my demented songs 

For you and your stimulations 

Take what you can of me 

Rip what you can off me 

And this I'll say to you 

And hope that it gets through 

You worthless bitch 

You fickle shit 

You would spit on me 

You would make me spit 

And when the Judas hour arrives 

And like the Jesus Jews you epitomize 

I'll still be here as strong as you 

And I'll walk away in spite of you 

And I'll walk away 

Walk away 

Walk away

Dog mess

Never leave bags outside...dog lurking around every corner!

btw that's a sofa

Enough!!!!!!!!

Fucking headache!
na tin kopso k kani
6 panadol simera oute me piasan........

Noodles you're doing it right!

Im sure you like it!

So Comfortable

They are so soft and warm!!! :D

Song of the day

Some good old Muse

MUSE - UNINTENDED

You could be my unintended
Choice to live my life extended
You could be the one I'll always love
You could be the one who listens
To my deepest inquisitions
You could be the one I'll always love

I'll be there as soon as I can
But I'm busy mending broken
Pieces of the life I had before

First there was the one who challenged
All my dreams and all my balance
She could never be as good as you
You could be my unintended
Choice to live my life extended
You could be the one I'll always love

I'll be there as soon as I can
But I'm busy mending broken
Pieces of the life I had before

I'll be there as soon as I can
But I'm busy mending broken
Pieces of the life I had before

Before you

Song of the day

Smooth by Rob Thomas and Santana

Man, it’s a hot oneLike seven inches from the midday sunWell, I hear you whispering the words that melt everyoneBut you stay so cool

My munequitaMy Spanish Harlem Mona LisaYou're my reason for reasonThe step in my groove

And if you said this life ain’t good enoughI would give my world to lift you upI could change my life to better suit your mood'Cause you’re so smooth

And it's just like the ocean under the moonIt's the same as the emotion that I get from youYou got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeahGimme your heart, make it real or else forget about it

I’ll tell you one thingIf you would leave, it'd be a crying shameIn every breath and every wordI hear your name calling me out

Out from the barrioYou hear my rhythm on your radioYou feel the turning of the world so soft and slowTurning you round and round

And if you said this life ain’t good enoughI would give my world to lift you upI could change my life to better suit your mood'Cause you’re so smooth

And it's just like the ocean under the moonIt’s the same as the emotion that I get from youYou got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeahGimme your heart, make it real or else forget about it

And it's just like the ocean under the moonIt’s the same as the emotion that I get from youYou got the kind of lovin' that can be so smooth, yeahGimme your heart, make it real or else forget about it

New books just arrived!

These books came in this morning! I don't know why they sent me Financial stuff...

Also this book with a cd with it... This I have no idea....

that escalated quickly
They called to take the half books back and the cd... oh well

Rumble Fish

A movie to watch!
Rusty James the man of your dreams!

After all

After all staying home for one more night with a cup of neskafe, good comedy and surfing all over the internet!
It sucks not having a company but hey what to do!

Zantedeschia aethiopica

Beautiful Flower!

Making Flippy Floppy

Nothing can come between us

Nothin gets you down

Nothing strikes your fancy

Nothing turns you on

Somebody is waiting in the hallway

Somebody is falling down the stairs

Set someone free, break someone's heart

Stand up help us out

Ev'rything is divided

Nothing is complete

Ev'rything looks impressive

Do not be deceived

You don't have to wait for more instructions

No one makes a monkey out of me

We lie on our backs, feet in the air

Rest and relaxation, rocket to my brain

Snap into position

Bounce till you ache

Step out of line

And you end up in jail

Bring me a doctor

I have a hole in my head

But they are just people

And I'm not afraid

Doctor Doctor

We have nothing in our pockets

We continue

But we have nothing left to offer

Faces pressed against the window

Hey! they are just my friends

Check this out don't be slick

Break our backs it goes like this . . .

We are born without eyesight

We are born without sin

And our mama protects us

From the cold and the rain

We're in no hurry

sugar and spice

We sing in the darkness

We poen our eyes (open up)

I can't believe it

And people are strange

Our president's crazy

Did you hear what he said

Business and pleasure

Lie right to your face

Divide it in sections

And then give it away

There are no big secrets

Don't believe what you read

We have great big bodies

We got great big heads

Run-a-run-a-run it all together

Check it out - still don't make no sense

Makin' flippy floppy

Tryin to do my best

Lock the door

We kill the beast

Kill it!

Song of the day

 The Illinois Enema Bandit by Mr Frank Zappa

And now folks it's time for Don Pardo To deliver our special Illinois Enema Bandit-type announcement Take it away, Don 

"This is a true story 
About a famous criminal 
From right around Chicago 
This is the story of Michael Kenyon 
A man who's serving time at this very moment 
For the crime of armed robbery 

It so happened, that at the time of the robbery 
Michael, decided to give his female victims 
A little enema 
Apparently, there was no law against that 
But his name lives on 
Michael Kenyon 
THE ILLINOIS ENEMA BANDIT!" 

The Illinois Enema Bandit 
I heard he's on the loose 
I heard he's on the loose 
Lord, the pitiful screams 
Of all them college-educated women... 
Boy, he'd just be tyin' 'em up 
(They'd be all bound down!) 
Just be pumpin' every one of 'em up with all the bag fulla 
The Illinois Enema Bandit Juice 
He just be pumpin' every one of 'em up with all the bag 
fulla The Illinois Enema Bandit Juice 

He just be pumpin' every one of 'em up with all the bag 
fulla The Illinois Enema Bandit Juice 
He just be pumpin' every one of 'em up with all the bag 
fulla The Illinois Enema Bandit Juice 

The Illinois Enema Bandit 
I heard it on the news 
I heard it on the news 
Bloomington Illinois...he has caused some alarm 
Just sneakin' around there 
From farm to farm 
Got a rubberized bag 
And a hose on his arm 
Lookin' for some rustic co-ed rump 
That he just might wanna pump 
Lookin' for some rustic co-ed rump 
That he just might wanna pump 
Lookin' for some rustic co-ed rump 
That he just might wanna pump 

The Illinois Enema Bandit 
One day he'll have to pay 
One day he'll have to pay 
The police will say, "You're under arrest!" 
And the judge would have him for a special guest 
The D.A. will order a secret test 
And stuff his pudgy little thumbs in the side of his vest 
Then they'll put out a call for the jury folks 
And the judge would say, "No poo-poo jokes!" 
Then they'll drag in the bandit for all to see, 
Sayin' "Don't nobody have no sympathy... 
HOT SOAP WATER in the FIRST DEGREE!" 
And then the bandit might say, "Why is everybody looking' at me?" 

WELL DID YOU CAUSE THIS MISERY? 
WELL DID YOU CAUSE THIS KINDA MISERY? 
WELL DID YOU CAUSE THIS MISERY? 
Now, one girl shout: "Let the Bandit be!" 

BANDIT ARE YOU GUILTY? 
BANDIT ARE YOU GUILTY? TELL ME NOW, WHAT'S 
YOUR PLEA? 
Another girl shout: "Let the fiend go free!" 
ARE YOU GUILTY? BANDIT, DID YOU DO THESE DEEDS? 
The Bandit say, "It must be just what they all needs..." 
"It must be just what they all needs..." 
"It must be just what they all needs..." 
"It must be just what they all needs..." 
"It must be just what they all needs..." 
"It must be just what they all needs..." 
etc. repeat 

Wanna, wanna, wanna, wanna enema 
Enema 

Song of the day

A beautiful song! Simple and meaningful!

Decision

Don't want to get out of the house anymore...

Pop art me!

 Just wasting time taking photos of my shoes and then playing in photoshop til it's time to get ready!

 I was feeling pop artish!

Rotters

A small summary from Mr Daniel Kraus

Rotters

Grave robbing. What kind of monster would do such a thing? It’s true that Leonardo da Vinci did it, Shakespeare wrote about it, and the resurrection men of nineteenth-century Scotland practically made it an art. But none of this matters to Joey Crouch, a sixteen-year-old straight-A student living in Chicago with his single mom. For the most part, Joey’s life is about playing the trumpet and avoiding the daily humiliations of high school.

Everything changes when Joey’s mother dies in a tragic accident and he is sent to rural Iowa to live with the father he has never known, a strange, solitary man with unimaginable secrets. At first, Joey’s father wants nothing to do with him, but once father and son come to terms with each other, Joey’s life takes a turn both macabre and exhilarating.

Daniel Kraus’s masterful plotting and unforgettable characters make ROTTERS a moving, terrifying, and unconventional epic about fathers and sons, complex family ties, taboos, and the ever-present specter of mortality.

I really want this book!!! Oh hell I take it as a present for myself on my bday!

Song of the day (Best song EVER)

 One Caress by Depeche Mode

Well I'm down on my knees again

And I pray to the only one

Who has the strength

To bear the pain

To forgive all the things that I've done

Oh Girl

Lead me into your darkness

When this world is trying it's hardest

To leave me unimpressed

Just one caress

From you and I'm blessed

When you think you've tried every road

Every avenue

Take one more look

At what you found old

And in it you'll find something new

I'm shying from the light

I always loved the night

And now you offer me eternal darkness

I have to believe that sin

Can make a better man

It's the mood that I am in

That left us back where we began

Wax anatomy-model cake

Conjurer’s Kitchen created this anatomical wax-model cake for the mad bakers at Eat Your Heart Out. Delicious and educational!

I just want to point out that my birthday(3rd of November) are coming soon... so... you know...
If you want to... erm.. :D

Poli Nutella

ate olan je sikkime!

Staying home.... again..
(one a half week and counting)
no one cares

.....

Alone and forsaken

By fate and by man

O lord if you hear me

Take hold my hand

Obsessive twat you say...

"O Fortuna velut Luna"

Roses

They call me the wild rose..

Guess what

I took this photo few minutes ago, play a little in photoshop!

Ta Da!

Come sail away

Let's take a little trip to "anywhere"
oh yes I forgot boats remind me of 2 songs (right now)
Styx : Come sail away
and
Styx(again) : Boat on the river

Found this old pic a while ago, another boat

Help Me Make It Throught the Night

Take the ribbon from your hair, 
Shake it loose and let it fall,
Layin' soft upon my skin. 
Like the shadows on the wall.

Come and lay down by my side 
'till the early morning light
All I'm takin' is your time. 
Help me make it through the night.

I don't care what's right or wrong, 
I don't try to understand.
Let the devil take tomorrow. 
Lord, tonight I need a friend.

Yesterday is dead and gone 
And tomorrow's out of sight.
And it's sad to be alone. 
Help me make it through the night.

I don't care what's right or wrong, 
I don't try to understand.
Let the devil take tomorrow. 
Lord, tonight I need a friend.

Yesterday is dead and gone 
And tomorrow's out of sight.
Lord, it's bad to be alone. 
Help me make it through the night.

Bwana Dik

I've got the thing you needI am endowed beyound your wildestClearasil-spattered fantasies, oh oh oh..

Girls from all over the worldLove to write my name on the toilet wallsAt the whisky a go goFor I am bwana dikI am bwana dikMe bwana dikMe bwana dik

My dick is a monsterGive me your heartMy dick is a harleyYou kick it to start

(chorus line)When bwana dik speaksThe heavens will part

My dick is a daggerI'll force it to fitMy dick is a reamer, babyTo scream up your slit

Steam it!Ream it!Cream it!