Jun 30, 2004

17 Larsson

Great to hear you had a good time, nice pictures, Tomas looks a little bit nervous. Was he?
Anyways, today I signed with Barcelona, my number will be 17.



Looking forward seeing you at Camp Nou!

The First of the Gang to Get Wed (a.k.a. Back To the Grindstone)

Boy, oh boy, what a week/end. That was one hell of a wedding (the best ever) and a great time in general in the land of good cheese, good tap water and good friends. The Irish boys, Rebecca, Eugenia and Cora are still in the area (they gone somewhere else to cause trouble), Christian is missing in action, Gros are back in Skara, I am back at work and Andy actually became a Falafel after eating seventeen in three days. I kid you not. A great time was had by all. Thanks and congratulations to Tommy and Jospehine. We love you.

PS: Sorry about the black eye.

Jun 29, 2004

Food for the soul.

Thank you all for coming. It was the best of days.

Jun 26, 2004

Today is the day

No return.

Jun 24, 2004

Shake that booty, stomp your feet. We got visitors.

A message to all you worried. I got one Christian Bajsgren and one James Purse here. They are all healthy and seems to be in a good mood, despite the rain and low temperature. Took them for a beer at Papa Luna last night. Then to bed. Andy is in CPH they say? Is it like that? Or is he lost forever and ever and ever?

Last day at work before holiday and other stuff. All KAOS. That is how we like it. Bring it all.


This is Scania. Scanish blood, swedish heartache.

Jun 23, 2004

Bread & Butter




fret wank

What we'll be missing at sala Razzmatazz this week:

FESTIVAL G3’04: JOE SATRIANI, STEVE VAI & ROBERT FRIPP UNEN SUS FUERZAS.

Thank you, God.

lock up your daughters

The hours are ticking by before we head off up north! Oh yeah! I am still down the mine, but, like Jimmy Saville, by the time I see the light, I'll be scrubbed up, looking dapper and suited up. Watch me. We arrive in Copenhagen at 9.30pm so will be in Malmö an hour or so later I suppose. Maybe more. Maybe less. We meet you at Tempo for a beer Tommy?

It's just pre-nuptual nerves.

I´ve been taught a new word.

Jun 22, 2004

Zlaughter!

I have to say that we, and the swedish team, have a lot to thank pure luck, rainy weather and poorly judged penalty. But, wutteva. We keep in there. And stupid spagettis are out of the game. Go home, Calzone. Go home, Capriciosa. Ah, ah, ah, staying alive, staying alive.

Semesterstängt

According to the website sweden.se (all in English) it is 17ºc in Malmö today, so that's not very summery at all. Can't we move the wedding to somewhere in the south of France or something?

More football tonight? Jeez, when will it end? Who's up for betting on it being an England vs. Sweden final? That would excellent.

visca svenska

Where are the swedes watching the game tonight??

tommy bhoy, take a chill pill :) All the fun and games start tomorrow when the lads arrive and then it doubles on friday night and goes through the roof saturday evening at 6pm, life will never be the same again. Can´t wait to cU

big love from down south

Jimbobo!!

The Pure Evil of Anastasia

Somehow i got a track of Anastasia in my thick head all the time. Left Outside Alone it is called. I hate it, but my head can´t let go of it. What to do? I´m getting desperate. I think it could be that they´re playing it on the radio every morning when i am trying to wake up, and that it gets in to my nerv system, infiltrating. I should use the buzzer on the alarmclock instead of getting brainwashed by sublim messages on the radio half asleep.

England - Croatia was a gr8 game. I love Collina more than anyone else. He looks like a total freak. And he reminds me of the singer in Midnight Oil. Say no more. Speak no evil.
There´s a rumour about Henke Larsson coming to Barca. More swedes coming down....

I have a headache and all this wedding thing has taken too big proportions. I am sick of it.

Jun 21, 2004

in med bollen i mål

Spanish sports commentators must be the most boring in the world.
Are they triste because they lost yesterday??
Were is the aggression? where's the joy? where are the napkins?
Why aren't people screaming? this game was an orgy in goals.
The gole kepper of England (james) looks like Craig David.
James loooks like Peter Sellers.
I need more Xibs.

See you at the airport

IN MED ZLATAN

Is no one interested in foose ball?
Spain is out Eugenia, I know you don't read this but you're so out.
Let's see about England tonite.
Is anyone going for the game somewhere against Denmark tomorrow, last game against Italy, Henric and I was surrounded by spaghetti-eating, garlic-smelling pizzas. Don't want to experience that again.
I want to see our team beat the fat, rose-cheeked, danish eating danes. together with drunk swedes or swede hangarounds, sense the smell of knäckebröd and körrv me brö.


Jun 20, 2004

Slut-Party

Saturday morning. Sky seems to be open. Had to trick Josephine to go to a fleamarket 9 in the morning. Her friends had a party made up. All day with love & care. I got her there and went home for a quiet day, listening to music and having a beer or two. That was my plan. Early afternoon my brother and my sisters husband came and took me to my sisters flat. They filled me with alcohol. A lot. My stagparty was over in 3 hours, then they had to drive me home and carry me up to the flat again. That is true love. It actually felt weird, the whole thing. The people drinking with me was like the leftovers from Josephines party, all the boyfriends of her friends. A few of my friends as well, sure. But mainly strange people that i normally don´t hang out with. Whatever. Had a terrible hangover today anyway. Been in the sofa almost all day. Saw Portugal beat the shit out of Spain. I love Portugal. Torres had a haircut. Good for him. Think it´s time for the swedish referee as well to have a haircut, or at least stop coloring his hair. He looks like a sober bum.

For all you nierds out there. Mozilla released their new browser, Firefox 0.9, yesterday. Slick and cool. Check it out....

How was Sónar?

I need sleep. Who you gonna call?

Jun 18, 2004

You should think of a lesson as a weapon in love and teach your brother, teach your sister

...there´s nothing you can do then to but let time tick, stay positive.

Yeah, just the kinda of song I need to jump-start the weekend en get the fuck out this pathetic place that is the office. Free the bees!

These are the ghosts

They say nothing to me about my life.



I be illin´ & killin´. Soccer up my arse. I got a relationship to sort out.

fussball

Global european championato

italia - schweden, no totti spotti.
Where will you be watching el partido? I've got a television set in the gitano house.

Jun 17, 2004

Calm down, girls

Sorry Erik, Tomas is right, there is/was a link to try to out G-mail on the Blogger site a while back. I tried it a few weeks ago (I am sooooooo in the future, it hurts). It's cool but I didn't actually set up my own account as I got e-mail accounts coming out of my arse (Aa, Fork Series, Fresh Sound Records, Hotmail, etc and now this blogspot thing to contend with daily) so I don't need no Gangster-Mail. No sir. I'd only forget the password anyway. Us English sound clever with our lah-di-dah accents, but we ain't.

Looking forward to the wedding. Need "time out" from this office space. Need some Swedish fresh air and it doesn't matter to me whether it's sunny or wet. Inside a bar (or a wedding) it's all the same, the only thing that matters is who is on the other side of your öl.

Just got back from the first day of Sonar. It was crapo. that wasn't a typo, either. Crapo. New word. Sonar is it. I got there just in time to see Henrik Rylander and the Idealist (neither of whom were wearing Levi's jeans I should mention), both were pretty good but as I was leaving there was this horrible hard techno shit in the main SonarHall space, or whatever it's called, and it was about six-thirty in the afternoon and all these foreign retards were drinking beer in the 100 degree heat and dancing. It's either I am getting old or the Summer of Love never happened. Maybe both. Either way, it was s.h.i.t. Save your money, buy records.

James




Soooo cooool!

I just got an invitation to open a Gmail-account. As all you nerds out there already know Gmail is a shiny new free web-based mail-service offered by Google (still in beta). They give you 1000megas of space to use and they have a new search-based way of handling emails.

They invited 1000 people in the first round, and those 1000 in turn got 3 invitations to send around. Some of you might have noticed that people are actually selling these accounts on eBay. People sometimes are desperate, I guess they want to register their name. I remember when I wanted eriklarsson@hotmail.com it was impossible, I had to add my stupid middle name leif... Anyways those days are over, I now have 1G of in/outbox!

In a few days I guess Google will send three invitations to me (normal procedure up until now),
I´ll do a sorteo on el slacker, where one crazy irish/swedish/english/skanish/ (except Tomas who´s from Gayland) can be the proud owner of a Gmail-account.

Soul & Heart,
Erik

Pack your bags. The weather is:





Killed by death.

What happens after this soccer tournament? What will fill my days?
I´m getting scared and my pre-wedding diet is making me emotional. It´s never too late to get in shape, right? Weather is upside down as well. Last night I had to wear my big blue wintercoat. Storms and big dark skies sailing up. Skipper is not happy.

Tonight England-Switzerland. How do you feel about that?

Don´t we all hate Italy and the Italian people? Fucking Totti. Just his stupid name makes me sick. Totti. Just taste it. Totti. Bah.





Jun 16, 2004

Why?

Why is the wheather SHIT when I am on mi holidays? Is that fair?


(Please... gimme a) Permanent vacation

While the rest of you guys is preparing for Sweden, I´m getting ready for England, going this Saturday. Looking so much forward to some well-deserved vacation.

Already updated my list of stores to go record-shopping and clothes-shopping so you might as well forget about me going out in July... :)

I saw Elephant the other day, I really recommend it, you can rent it at Papaya Verde.





More of that shit here

Hey Ladies!!!

I got stuck in the worst fecking rain this morning. 5 minutes to 8. Soaked. Back home to change clothes and to comfort myself with some coffee and biscuits. You should all know that I am looking forward to next week a lot. It´ll be sweet & swell to see you all.

Anyone seen Christian? I haven´t "seen" him online in ages.


A day at the office. Speak & Spell.

Jun 15, 2004

Some Velvet Morning

Oh yeah. A good, long night's sleep was all it took. Now I am 100% back on form, back in business and back in black. Unfortunately it's like the Fourth of July celebrations on my street (where the office is) as there is a shop around the corner that sells pertardos and other assorted (and probably dodgy) fireworks for Sant Joan (when is that? the 23rd?). The street is quite narrow and tall so the echoes of the bangers are really loud. It makes you stop what you are doing even if you've heard them fifteen times in the last fifteen minutes. Little sods.

Actually, talking of Fourth of July celebrations, I was in Chicago last Fourth of July and was expecting a big deal - fireworks everywhere, fairs, rallies, carnival-esque atmosphere and so on. But it was pretty crap, to tell you the truth. A couple of hot dogs stands, some cars with token flags in the window and a few fireworks. It's not like that on TV.

Sucker for Soccer / Loyal as a Liar.

Never thought i would be such a loyal soccerfan. I have been nailed in front of the tele for every single game so far. Change of prioraties. 30 years old and all of a sudden the most important things in life are Soccer, Used cars, Playing Cards, Dirty Magazines, Shitty Music and Family Lifestyle. I´m trapped. Trappazoid. I´m trapped in the world of wonderful gadgets. I need them and I´m gonna get them.

Didn´t it rain?

Tommy!

Jun 14, 2004

shaking like a toothache

The big rain came yesterday and and washed all us scum off the beach. Ocata, late afternoon, could have turned into a burn-bath, but thankfully the clouds darkened and the wind rose and bam! the big rain came. We went to the chiringuito before everyone else (locals don't seem to connect dark clouds and getting wet very well) and watched how the speakers from above the bar were the last things to be saved. I nearly cried.

Lesson learned?

Bitchy f**king monday. I need exotic adventures.

Jun 13, 2004

Just a reminder, I think rebecca told you about Anna-Klaras house.

The other two illustrations is if you are going up to Karlskrona.
Welcome to Swiden! The country of welfare!!


Jun 12, 2004

bazar

El hombre de thousand relotges:

Jun 11, 2004

Honest people live 4-ever

I downloaded the Beastie Boys album. And I´m sorry, Erik, I don´t wanna be the grumpy old bastard, but it is pure shit. Pure fucking shit. Nothing interesting whatsofuckingever. They wanna go old-school? They wanna do it retro? It´s just plain booooring, old farts trying to catch up on their bleached youth. They should retire.

New !!! album isn´t exactly fun either. Same old, same old. Even if it never became old. It is still same old, same old. Smells like roadkill.

Why isn´t Ireland in Portugal playing soccer? What happened?


DA SMELL

Could the use of amoniac be to reduce your body odour after a heavy night of drinking? Maybe the poor woman doesn't know how to break the news?

I spent all morning swetting, running round in camera shops just to develop a digital "important" photo that is so blurry that I can't use it.

15.00. I am officially on holiday.

Beer.

Saucy Stains

Nice Erik. See you're busy at work these days. I like the idea, but why does this little cute apple have a cigarette and a pirate-esque single tooth? Are you playing with the general public's largely-misguided and easily-influenced realtionship with aesthetics? If so, I like it. Where's Herr Banan?

Someone please tell me why, oh why does the woman wh works in the office here use amonia to clean the bathroom every Friday? She knows I'll be out on the sauce of a Thursday, so the last thing I need is that shit burning it way down my throat and lungs. Maybe she does it on purpose as soon as she sees my dishevelled attire and unkempt appearance slide around the door an hour late. It's a punishment thing. She's doing it for my own benfit. It gets the stains off the floor a treat, though. Also why do I insist on playing jazz when I have a hangover (not that I do, today, by the way)? It almost makes me puke. It's like sitting in a car at the dodgems holding a glass of red wine. Aurally, you understand.

Down the drain / Loco en el coco.

Summer sun. Last night I took a walk around the centre. It was filled with youngsters getting drunk and laid. I felt old and grumpy. Bumped into Bohman & Mattis. They cheered me up with some wine, cans and cigarettes. Thanks! That really helped an old crook like me. I need some of that friendship.

Listen to this all non-swedes. As you know we have the monopoly for selling alcohol, Systembolaget. And since they opened up the borders for bringing in alcohol from countries around sweden it has been buses, trucks and knackers going back and forward to buy cheap beer and wine. So the new market is selling this alcohol to thirsty swedes. Normally it is the cheapest shitty beer, like Fink Bräu. But now they upgraded. Compare this: You can call any of these "pakis" (in sweden they´re more probably from Iran or Iraq) 24-7, and have the stuff homedelivered within 30 minutes to half the price of what you pay in Systembolaget!!! 24 cans of swedish beer, Norrlands Guld, homedelivered is 150 swedish kronor, and in Systembolaget it is more or less 300 swedish kronor. Amazing. I am shocked. I need a drink.

But, nevertheless, I been at Systembolaget today at lunchtime. Wine for the weekend.

Vote Apple!

I´m so cool that I´m in this competition on Threadless.com to get a t-shirt printed, just click the link and follow the instructions.




My Threadless.com Submission



Peace in the middle-east

Jun 10, 2004


Beat the street & IDOL 2004

Today they´re having audition for the new season of IDOL. Don´t know if it´s a new show or something that I just missed out on. It´s like Fame Factory or Operacion Trimufo. No. I am not in the audition. But i couldn´t miss the happening since they´re doing it in the building beside us. The amount of people in the street, waiting in a the cue to get in, was incredible, at 0800 this morning. And now, at lunchtime it was still amazing. I wish i could see some of the performances. Could give me a laugh or two. To prolong my life.

Second headline today is that i´m having another bag of those Turkisk Peber, Hot & Sour. Best sweet ever made. Even better than Djungelvrål. Even though my visits to the "restroom" seems to be a bit more frequent these days.

Sun is here.

3 the Hard Way

Yesss, I illegally downloaded the new Beastie Boys LP "To the 5 boroughs". (Streetdate 15th of June) And it sounds good! Back to roots kinda album. There´s even one song called Triple threat which got the beat off the classic Double Trouble song off of the Wild Style OST. Old School

Yep.
Christian I could see the pics on the first site.
Then I saw the first pic of the second site, but not the second one. Don´t know why. I use firefox

Pokerface vs. Leatherpants

Bah. Nothing to report from this war. We lost some, but we are still fighting.

Have fun at tequila race. I think i should be thankful for not being part of it. I can´t handle hard liquor.

hob knobs

Can you guys do me a big fat favour
see if you can see the images here please tell me if you can see them or not

After that take a quick visit over here click 'ett' och 'två' and tell me if you can see the images ett and två.

I will love you forever, I've got some trouble with the site and can't test it properly from here.

no te la feta te la farà

bring tequila and ett glatt humör.
I stand for the violins, lemons and the lesbians.
marty brings the cake
will don erik go to sviden for the big day this year?

Jun 9, 2004

uuurin


The summer has finally arrived, mi barrio smells like it should again.


True Blue Slacker!

Papa:

Son:

Señor Manzana

I´m doing some t-shirts and thought I might post a link to them here.
This summer it´s all about fruits, Actually it´s all about:
Señor Manzana
Herr Banan
and
Sir Pear

You can check them out here. I´ll post bigger pictures later (forgot the files at home)

I´ll print them this weekend.
Does anyone know a good place for good-quality t-shirts?


TEQUILA PARTAJ

Don't miss Tomas' bachelor party this Friday. Visit uncle Christian for your tequila dose. Load your sombrero.




You can call me Hot Dog.

Dear friends and famliy,
Still fighting. Still crying. Still and stands still. Yesterday stumbled around the centre for 2 hours looking for a proper outfit for the big day. And they all look like shite. Or it could be me being picky. I pick my nose. A lot.

Jun 8, 2004

jesus bloody christ

My computer is f__ked. It can't "find" the "internal hard drive". I have been checking online "troubleshooting" sites all morning to no avail. On the screen there's just a little folder icon with the logo and a question mark flashing. Any of you have any ideas? Some of you have a Mac, right? I tried resetting the starting options, pressing Apple+Alt+R+P as the computer starts up but it didn't do any good. I have lots of work to do so it's extra-annoying. Bad day. Need love, not Mac.

TUESDAY

Drunk, very drunk, English man on the street at 6 o'clock reminded me why coldness is good. At least you can keep the door closed and shut out the friekks and their homo anger.

3 days more and then holidays.

3 days more and then holidays.
3 days more and then holidays.
3 days more and then holidays.

Will I survive?

Tömas, there is no hot water at Annaklara's rat house. Will Kallbadhuset notice if the 5 of us sneak in for hot showers say two hours before the wedding?

TREO über alles.

Don´t know why, don´t know when. But it is there. A nice headache.

A friend of the swedes, Jon Ovander, became Magister yesterday. We celebrated with a drink. One drink. On a windy möllevångstorget, with loads of polishitians talking about the upcoming election. I think they should be happy if 10% of the population gives a shit and get out of bed this sunday. There is absolutely no interest what so ever. I don´t know what it´s all about. Maybe it´s my damn duty to find out. But I couldn´t care less. EU seems so far away. And I am so small and unimportant.

Back to work. Meeting Bohman for lunch. If he is awake by then. Yesterday he wasn´t. Sleepy boy.

IMPORTANT!!!!!

Due to some changes and misunderstandings.
The proper URL to the EL SLACKER web is:

http://elslacker.blogspot.com

without the "2"

If you have it bookmarked, change it!


Jun 7, 2004

Me need beer

Now. Leave work. Beer. Rambla Raval if anyone else is up for a beer tonight. And a dirty little falafel if you dare.


the happiest man

Nope, hombre, the downloading didn't work.
the IP 192.168... is a local adress you have inside you sant pere network. You have to find the public IP, not sure how you do that on a mac, Tomas? Eric?

I am closer and closer to the paro, got all the papers now. Facing INÈM tomorrow.
Applied for a job today and also got offered to collaborate with two old customers after they heard I am a 'free', I got so happy!!

No cd-case Steve, sorry... :(

A friend of mine comes this weekend so hopefully the Swedes will be in Majority again.





Rapports Bengt Öste död

Didn´t have any BBQ but did cook some bacalao last night.
Saturday I bought 4 "tacos" and it cost me 17 euros. Now that´s some expensive fish. Didn´t realize that it´s imported and that bacalao nowadays is actually expensive even up north. Tasted real nice though.

Loads of people at the beach yesterday. Beautiful in the water though, I guess Gavá was bit quieter.




Jun 6, 2004

subtitle

the house is warm
barbacoa
Tomorrow real life begins. Making my first invoice right now.
monday evening beer tomorrow to begin the week with, anyone? anyone?
I'll be somewhere around.

Sweden - The mothership of BBQ.

Saturday was the official marathon of BBQ in south sweden. Started up with Soja Hot Dogs in the morning and kept that fire alive all day long after sunset. Today i smell and look like a Soja Hot Dog myself. Sun is shining like diamonds and weather haven´t been this nice since last time it was this nice. Junior is getting big. Started kicking around and making his arrival more realistic. Been looking for a proper familycar last couple of days, so far the result is: Volvo Amazon 1964, combi or Chevrolet Blazer. Think I´m gonna go for the loyal & royal Volvo. Can´t beat that feeling. I´m lovin´ it.

Jun 4, 2004

PEE MY PAPA

Enjoy the weekend, Dear Bloggers & Slackers.

Abrazos muy fuertes desde Sucia with love.

It´s a hung-over world

Dead at the office, again.
Anyways, the other night I rented the return of the king and watched it, a bit late I guess. Anyways I didn´t really get the end of it. Why does Frodo leave with the elf-people? And where are they going?

And yes, I might as well share with you guys the important facts I revealed regarding the group Wilco. There is indeed a connection between the Jayhawks and Wilco! Yes! Members of the Jayhawks and Wilco played together in the alt-country supergroup called Golden Smog. There you go.

Dutch licorice is the best Rebecca, did you get them in that tube-shaped box?

The army of glowing wings

From 55 to 15 in 35 minutes. Tommy Boy got a shave. Need to bring my passport to buy cigarettes. Halfprice on buses and trains. Good enough for me.
Last night i decided to stay in, to let nothing in this world disturb me. Clean the flat, get some stuff done to be able to enjoy the weekend. The phone was ringing 50.000 times. I refused to answer. Someone left a message. I just had to listen. It was Per Lager. I haven´t seen him in 4 years and he was in town just for the evening. On the bike to Tempo. Got slightly pissed, but put me in a good mood. Woke up this morning feeling extra special light. No beard. Där spriten går in, där går skägget ut.

Had a meeting with Malmö Stad at 10 this morning about a Flower Festival in the parc. I am doing the paper that comes with the festival. 140.000 copies. I was meant to have something finished by today. Got to the office at 8.30 and had almost everything done in one hour. Mr minuit they call me around here.

Josephine comes back today. Someone got to clean the flat and refill the fridge. Who you gonna call? Ghostbusters?

Jun 3, 2004

The charm of throwing things

Myself and Cora threw out loads of shit from the box room one evening (all your dirty clothes tommy boy, what shall we dooo with them?) and felt really happy about it.
While throwing out the first things this guy came up asking if the TV worked, if the computer was alive, what was in one of the boxes... like as if it was a guided tour of garbage or something. Half an hour later Jim came up with one of the big bottles we had just thrown out.

I have salt lakrits from Holland. Jippi!

loppis

Finally we threw out the mountain of toys and things laying around from the flat. I was going to document the whole thing from the balcony, taking pictures of how fast things disappear when you place them at doctor dou. But when I was down for the second round of trucks, scalectrix and shoes it was already a guy picking up what we just left. Stunning.
Not even time to turn the camera on.
Rebecca, you'll be put in the shade, these guys are professionals.

More holiday gore and bad jokes

Speaking of holidays, guess who will be on holiday from June 11th to July 5th eh?? Almost a month without work!

With the crazy family of 5 arriving shortly I figured it was best to stay away from work for a while. And, to send another link of English holiday home links, we are renting a house for the occasion in the Spanish sounding Miami Playa, south of Tarragona.

Coffee and 15 minutes left of lunch break. Below is an example of todays chat at work. Do you ever get mails with jokes like this..? Tomas, at beidablaudet? (It was sent in arial 18, purple blue and in bold.)


Doce candidatos a sacerdotes iban a ser ordenados.
La prueba final consistía en situarse totalmente desnudos en línea recta en un jardín mientras una muy hermosa y sexy bailarina exótica totalmente desnuda realizaba un excitante baile oriental delante de ellos.

Previamente, a cada aspirante se le había amarrado una campanita en el pene, con la severa advertencia de que aquel que la hiciera sonar no sería ordenado, ya que eso demostraría que no había llegado a alcanzar el estado de pureza espiritual requerido.
De esa forma, la bella dama inició su excitante baile delante del primer candidato. El candidato soportó estoicamente la prueba y no hubo reacción alguna.
Y así paso con el segundo, el tercero, el cuarto... ¡El prior estaba maravillado!!!
Pero cuando la bailarina llegó al último, la campanita empezó a sonar y a saltar como loca. Tanto fue así, que se salió y cayó al cesped. El candidato, avergonzado se agachó a recogerla y...
¡¡¡Toooodas las campanitas empezaron a sonar!!!

It´s a sick, mad world.

Been out for my 30-minutes lunchbreak. It ended up in one hour. I am totally stunned, shocked, embarrased, disgusted and amazed by all the girls. Where did they all come from? And why do they all have to cross my way? I feel sick.

du är en smutsig pojke

Well, well, Straight Outta Malmö indeed, maybe we should have done a gangster-rap compilation of Swedish bands rather than singer-songwriters who only sing about cold weather and love. Why did this guy get shot? Was it an "ajuste de cuentas" like they say about every shooting here?

No offence taken Erik if you want to lay on a beach without lots of English people around. Shame the website you posted a link of is in English - I think that might be a clue as to the clientele they are looking for, maybe not. Then you going to London? Don't worry London is not full of us horrible English people at all, just Japanese tourists and Swedish web designers.


Tommy Salo till Modo

I hear you Rebecca, I think one should get leave-on-account-of-allergy as well.

Yeah, getting vacations sorted.
I will not be able to go to Tomas´s wedding, so I will need to get entertainment in other ways. What better thing then London and Ibiza?
Going to visit my brother who just got a kid (which would make me an uncle) ->
And check out this place where I´ll be chilling in Ibiza, far away from all English people...no pun intended ;)
They even got una huerta ecológica, check me out. So good now that I´m a vegan and all.

Murder at Nobeltorget! Get yourself a gun Tomas, a big one.




The Xibeca after effect

Chinese eyes at work.
Will they notice if I leave now? I arrive in a dreadful state every morning after walking 15 minutes in the sun while all my colleagues drive their air con cars. It would only be fair to let me go home at 09.45 today, to cheer me up.

A dummys guide to get busted!

Summer sun. Exams in the schools. The little town i awake, filled with young girls with very little clothes to cover their skin. Me and my soulmate Jon took a walk around town, looking at the beauty of youth. Feeling slightly old and grumpy, both having a day of darkness in mind, no details in the blog, that would be too much nagging and bitching about life in general. Can just drop keywords like broken bike, ignorant people, shameless offers and lack of gratitude and justice.

Back at work, back to reality. How ever do you want me? How ever do you need me?
Thursday got this to offer: Calling around to get some lazy old lady to get to the wedding (that God forgot) and do the actual ceremony, post a big package of dirty music to spain, go to Büro 21 to see three danish electronica acts (gratis!), maybe go to Inkonst to see Sole (diners!).

Tomorrow Josephine will be back in town, time to clean the flat. Dirty dog, dirty cat and dirty deeds.
Saturday is bbq-breakfast.

More news: Yesterday sitting at the balcony with cold cans in our hands we noticed that all the blocks around Nobeltorget were surrounded by "men in black", not very nice. I turns out that a 28 year old guy got shot twice in the head at 7 o´clock in the evening in middle of the square. Hmm, nasty shitz. Time to get a gun!

Firty deets

To sympathize with all of you I got up very early to write this.

Jun 2, 2004

Versus!



Killer.

All plants should be free.

There are few thoughts right now other than that of Puerto Muerto's pounding drum beat inside my head, due more to the copious amounts of "free" ale inside my belly than the longevity of their music. I awoke to the sound of the city with a dry mouth and a panging doubt that I did something I shouldn't have. Not the first time, fair enough.

My nose smells

The plants are beautiful we put all the bichos in your pot.
I must say that Rebecca has really got an eye for things you can found on the streets.
Almost up to Tomas level.

My eye is still lazy, I think it has got a relation with my current life situation.
Customers suck, work is prostitution.


Work

Yesterday I sent a mail to a current client to get a go-ahead on a design.
This is the answer:

Por mi parte aprobado.
Como ya te he dicho en general para el diseño habrá probablemente cambios, tanto en formato como en color.


Which for you who can communicate in Spanish probably would decipher the same way I did. "We don´t care what you´re doing, we will change things anyways". I´m also writing a style-guide for these suckers, I really should just send a .doc with empty pages.

Back in the blog-o-sphere.

The FREE bar

Señor Blogger wouldn't let poor Andy in to the game, he promised he would try again though...

The FREE bar had smuggled Xibeca draft although the sign said San Miguel. We are pretty sure. The girl banged the drum and screamed and the music was nice. There was also some kind of poison that entered Kristians eye, it is now lazy and tancat.

On the way home we found infected plants we brought to Benidorm, did the big nice plant make it back to your house Chrillo? Did you bring all the bichos too..?

Cry me a shiver / This ass was made for Gran Canaria.

After hours of licking and folding envelopes, putting small packages of cds
and letters inside and drinking strong coffee with a lot of milk and tons
of sugar, my back feel better. I can walk without having the look of a turd
in my underwear. Still feel like I´m 75 though.

Bought a new plastic centerpieace for my recordplayer. Enjoyed listening to
7"-s for a few hours, in company if of Kristofer-neighbour and Douglas- Dr
Higgins.

So, how was the free bar? Think i heard 3 people telling med about "FREE
BAR" 10 times each yesterday. I even had to pay for my own coffee. Nothing
is free up north. Not even fresh air and short skirts.

Why doesn´t people sign up for new Slacker? Too gay?



Jun 1, 2004

Drink, Drive & Poop.



Sun is shining. And i am bound to be inside. Jesus Christ. Super Gay.

The importance of going to WC

Back in black. Back at the office. Doing adverts for gödselspridare, lawnmovers and meatstompers.
I feel like 55. Need coffee. Need vacation.

Yours faithfully, Love-turd..

italo electro disco

Internet connection, Soulseek and time is dangerously addictive.
Tomorrow I am going to put the things in the fridge and the toolbox in alphabetical order.

/Chrisjann