Mornings.

Ack! Bah! urgh......

The reading!

Ack, so much i haven't read, or even laid eyes on! I'm about 150 pagesout of sync. Not that this has hindered me so far, but it most probably will at some point, so I'd better start trucking.

Andreas behaved very badly on the way home, so he's not allowed any TV today. The good thing about punishing him is that his one-hour a day TV privileges, and candy, are both bad for him anyway, so taking them away does him good in the long run. As does learning boundaries of course, but the end result is less bad concience for his parents ;)

aHA! A picture of my little brother, taken christmas 2004 I believe. Note the long, black wavy locks, and the grainy undergroundish black/white ambience of the photo. Touch�!

On to the forest

On this beautiful early autumn day, off we go, to take pictures in the forest. Yay.

Another experiment in black/white.

Harmony.

Summer is about to end. Sigh. Actually, I've been looking forward to autumn, the peace and tranquility. But the sun will be dearly missed.

Urbanism.

"No trespassing", and the next one: "Children at play". Heeehehehehe.

A pirates life for me.

Feeling a bit... wonky just now. Nothing too bad, just feeling the tiniest bit depressed. Just came home from university, and well... today my social skills were not at their highest point ever it would seem.
On a more positive note, we've been granted a loan, which means we can eat this month! Wooooo.
Ach, things could be a LOT worse, nothings really wrong, it's probably just the beginning autumn thats getting at me.

Seven drunken nightsh... or wash shat beersh... *hiccup*.

How can such beauty walk the earth, without flowers growing forth were she steps? Her voice is as sweetest nectar to my ears, her eyes everchanging; At one time serene mountain pools, to gaze at them is to be lost in most delightful reverie, at another intensely blazing blue crystals, that could out-stare the sun. And she's mine, all MINE! Muhahahahaha!!!

Me and Anja BEFORE the SOAD concert. Afterwards they handed out towels, it took Anja 15 minutes to kill enough people to make a raft out of, so we could sail to safety. The place was a FURNACE. A rather soggy one, granted

mmmmm... I'll have my goddess with vanilla toppings please. Yes, that was corny, so sue me.

Me? I haven't been near the chocolate... LIES!

Picture perfect.

My lovelies. No, really. MINE :P

Look at her... I am the luckiest man alive. (sobs)

Aaaaaah, lovely. No, don't ask.

A rather nice detail from our bathroom.

Soaps : 32 kr.

Soap Dish: 15 kr.

Feeling like a stuck-up retro french Jugendstil wannabe: Priceless.

See?

My greatest work is completed! Well, actually we just moved the computer into the living room, but it was quite heavy you know.
Also my ingenious plan seems to be working, as this is the second time I'm writing today... quantity is not to be scorned, as long as there's lots of it.

Allrighty

There, I've done it. I've made blogger.com my startpage... this should insure that I update the sucker at least once a week.

I am at times amazed how much our genes play into our social interactions. Or our "racial memory" as I've heard it described. Phobias are a golden example. For hundreds of thousands of years our ancestors have trodden on spiders, and as a consequence their feet got rather swollen and purple. Their mates thought "Blow that for a lark", and as a result even small children recognise the arachnid form as bad news.
Of course, no spiders in Denmark are actually dangerous in any way, at most they can wiggle their legs at you for a bit... So thanks a lot for my arachnophobia mother nature!

At times, I get to feeling quite territorial. If someone starts flirting with my wife for example, the first thought that goes into my mind is not "Oh well, he doesn't mean anything by it probably", no, what I think is MINE. Then my cultural filters kick in, to stop me actually inflicting bodily harm out of instinct. This usually results in a bit of a rictus grin, and a rather firm handshake, but no one is harmed. Quite useful I've always thought.