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Dinner partY

If I could invite 5 people to a dinner party I would choose:

*Bingo Rimér
He seems to be such a lighthearted fun person who takes life with a grain of salt and makes sure he makes the most out of it.
*George Clooney
Just because...Mmmm...just because.
*Akmal
Australian comidian that makes me laugh. A lot. Somehow the muslims are always funnier..
*King Carl Gustav
We need some Royalty, some politics and apparently he is one that likes to party. He needs to be dressed in royal clothes!
*Clint Eastwood
He´s been through all stages and ages of film..
*Sigmund Freud
I like a bit of physiology, a bit of dreaming..
*Grandma Marianne
My fathers´mother. I never got to meet her when she was healthy but I wish with all my heart that I would have gotten to know her.

oohh..that was seven..
and still id like to send a pretty little invitation to Hamish & Andy, Robert Gustavsson, Humphery Bogart, Josef Fares, Everyone from FRIENDS, David Beckham, Michael Jackson, Bob Marley, Karl Stefanovic....

IN A NEW WORLD...

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..WITH A NEW LANGUAGE

.everydayisaworkingday.

This weekend I came to find my spot, my place, my own little world, at work.
Comfortabler, Confidenter, Cooperativer..
This weekend was only good no bad. Rights no wrongs.
I left a mark. I hope it'll still be there on Monday.

SADNESS IS A PERV.

Njutning.

Tre dagars ledighet i en dröm framför mig.
Jag tar då första regniga dagen som en utomordentlig anledning att äntligen ha en riktig gammaldags hemmadag och myskväll framför tv:n med allt vad skafferiet har att erbjuda. Första riktiga tvdagen jag haft på år och det ska firas. Med lyxpraliner och pretzels, sourdough och dukkah, och akrits-te och timtams, ser jag äntligen på tv utan att ha jobb-ögonen på. Fan vad najs!

Love is...

...so absurdly strange.

WHITE LIES

I just realized that really I´ve goon through life just lying and pretending to know way more than I do..be way more than I am.
This could be right. Could be wrong.

And if I hadn´t - wonder where I´d be today...

sometimes
you
have
to
forget
what
you
want
to
remember
what
you
deserve.

Så då sprang man förbi kändisfrisören och bokade tid och har nu ännu än gång tomma förhoppningar på princesssvall.

You're just as sane as i am...

SLOW DOWN.

SYDNEY

Så då är man tillbaka i staden som jag en gång utsåg som en av de tre finaste S:n i världen...

HMM..

Inte för att jag har någon koll på svensk politik för tillfället. Var på ett dinnerparty förra veckan med en kille som bott i Sverige i ett år och han försökte förklara vem som var vår stadsminister. Han förklarade att det vat en skallig man. Jätteskallig. Inte ett hår på huvudet. SOm tur var gissade jag på Reinfelt och vi kom fram till att det måste vara han - men måste erkänna att första tanken var Göran Persson...å andra sidan är jag ju sjukt insatt i Aussie politik. Att jobba på en 24 timmars nyhetskanal sätter sina spår. Så trots att jag varken är för eller emot sverigedemokraterna då jag inte är insatt i deras åsikter ( även om jag var så hade jag säkert hållt med och tyckt emot dem samtidigt, skitzo som man är) så tyckte jag detta var ganska kul:

“Sverigedemokraterna fasar för extrema minoritetsgrupper som vill göra totalitära omvälvningar i samhället.”
- Sverigedemokraterna Är en extrem minoritetsgrupp som vill göra totalitära omvälvningar i samhället.

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If it doesn´t make you smile - its really not worth it.

Stolen.

Beautiful summerday.
Smile in the air.
Driving down the beach.
Looking for secluded
Meeting friends.
Tanning.
Laughing.
Talking.
Playing.
Attacking boys in water.
Robbed.

Someone stole my bag!
I got that from my grandma - it was her old leather bag from Italy.
I had very special stuff in there.
You are mean!"Daniel Ali" - puh!

But seeing what happens in the world I should really consider myself lucky no? At least I still have my boy and friends to go to the beach with.

DIMENCIONER

You know how you sometimes bring breakfast to bed and you bolt it down faster than quick. You then let the plate stand in bed while you use all your valuable time just surfing the net thinking about how you really should get up and make use of the beautiful day instead of wasting your life in that strange internet dimension. A few hours later you wake up from the evil dimension again believing it´s still 8 am just to see the plate is still there. And on it one perfect little bitesize of toast with avocado is waiting flirtatiously - and you wonder how you could have possibly missed it. Rapidly you snatch it off the plate, place it in your watering mouth, and cheerish yourself for leaving it there earlier...or, wait..wait..a memory comes up in your head. Something was wrong here...and it is then, with the delicious bitesize avocadotoast half way down your throat that you realize it was the piece you put aside after dropping it on the hairy carpet.

And once again you paid the price for being sucked in to that evil dimension...

Kreativitetsbomb

Every time I am about to move I imagine life changing things happening like me having a baccilione time to do all these amazing things on my amazing-things-to-do-list.
Perhaps if I stop spending my time philosophizing over what I am doing the presence of time would suddenly light up this creative bomb to magnificent exloptions ...