It's a very beautiful City that nef works in. Olympics were born there a long time ago.

Nefeli - where liveth you, then?

nefeli: are you from there or do you just live there?

ciao baby.


that's really neat btw, i want to go to greece. the islands are so pretty.

Nefeli - cool. I must visit Athens at some point...

time:

i think someone accidently knocked out father time over the weekend at a bar/show. It was weird because I saw this group of women who kept whispering to each other and then looking around the room.

I was there to see this band called Geographic Curtain and the opening act was terrible so I had a drink and I thought one of the women was looking at me, but she, like her friends were looking at everyone. The only one that really caught their interest was this old bearded man in a sky blue robe that was minding his own business. I thought he was a clown at first, but then when I saw the hour glass next to his beer, I went, "hmmm." But it was none of my business what time did on his days off.

Anyway, just as Geographic Curtain was setting up this group of women all get up in unison and move over to where the old dude was sitting. He was watching nascar btw. but that might have only been because that is what was on the screen. Anyway so these women surround him and start asking him these strange questions. I couldn't really hear what was spoken but I did get the sense that he was caught by surprise and somewhat irritated.

I lost interest in the situation and surveyed the rest of the crowd while moving closer to the stage. Then I heard this screeching yell from the bar. I turned and there was the old guy in the robe making a hasty exit. Then some random fuckin' kid with hair died like a jaguars' stood up from his small table and kicked the guy in the back of the knee.

He tumbled and smashed the side of his head on the toe of the kid's boot that had come up to test his temple. This was ridiculous and I, along with four or so others moved towards the scuffle to break it up but by then the man had managed to get outside. We checked after him to see if he was alright, but there wasn't any sign of him.

Back in the bar i noticed he'd left his hour glass. Nobody else had noticed it so I quickly walked over and picked it up. I motioned for the bar tender and handed it over. I said, That old guy left this. I think it is important and he will probably be back for it. Keep it for 'em will you? The bartender nodded and said yea they always come back.

It was a strange thing to say because I couldn't imagine how many people walked around with hour glasses. By then the band was well into the first song and I shrugged and turned away.

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i don't get it

Been to Rhodes, the island was awesome (except for the flood of British and Swedish tourists)

Why don't they invent a 10-bladed razor now? Do we need to go through the rigmarole of 4-9?

Also, the Mach 3 razor. Mach 1 is the speed of sound. Apparantly I'm shaving at three times the speed of sound... no wait, its a Mach 3 'turbo', so it's even quicker than that.

Sorry but I've just started shaving, and it's horrible.

haha every time the come out with a new one, i think they have one with five blades on it now, it's like god damn do you really need that many? what happened to just one?





bitchez.

Yay for new glasses. Sucks to the woozy feeling that new prescriptions give.

Also, I love the word "moggy" said by a young female Brit.

That was an awesome story, Kloriel.

I finally found GolTV. I'm watching Bayern Munich/Urawa right now.

Rock Lobster-Sung by Peter Griffin.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GDgUIxmtbug

i ran a program that i've used regularly on my laptop to clear spyware or temp files i don't need, but last time i ran it, it deleted a whole slew of boot and startup files.

my laptop is totally fucked and useless.

i'm on an internet sabbatical because this computer screen gives me a headache.

see you all

So today we went to the park, and I was talking about how you only really find four leaf clovers when you aren't looking.

A couple hours later we came back to the same park, and as soon as I sat down I found one in front of me.

It's my third, and hopefully it doesn't meet an unlucky fate like the last two.

I have never found one. Ever.

Your time will come ;)

i'm sleepy.

I don't wanna go out, but I have to.

I haven't eaten all day.

I've only been able to hold down a bacon sandwich over the past 2 days, due to a bug I've got :(. Man, when I'm better, I am so going to get a good curry in London town.

thanks man.

I want lasagna. YEs that is what I am going to get.

I have no idea where I found this. Oh well...

love it.

Where's my personal chef.

I'm in a weird image mood. Here's a picture my friend drew on Facebook of us being hassled by rednecks in a SUV while walking around one night. (I'm in the green shirt)

I've encountered similar situations. Fuckers

One time some guy whistled at my girlfriend when we were jogging, and I flipped him off. It got me tons of brownie points, though, so I'm not sure if it was a good experience or a bad one.

Haha, you jog as a couple.

Haha, you jog.

Good for you though, I would diieee.

Yeah, I've only jogged once since we broke up. I'm completely out of shape now. It's way it's easier to jog with a pretty girl to talk to.

Or a cute rat, in your case, I guess.

I biked 9 miles around the lake in the center of my town today. It was grueling and I'm sure to be hurting in the morning.

From one of my posts in this thread, thief !!!;)

 

 

I should use this one for my next sig...

I am medicated out of my mind
I'm listening to White Rainbow
My toe is pulsating

Went to a bar with a friend, had a few drinks, then we went to see Swing Vote at 11pm. The theatre was empty. That is how movies should be watched. The first half was fucking hilarious. It was like our own personal home theatre, and we were hooting and yelling and shit.

About halfway through the movie we sobered up enough to realize the movie was pretty boring.

ha ha sorry Im flippin'

im digging elvis at the moment
i wanna hear some elvis with some fatty drums