im gonna get started again.
i need less jetlag, i need to freeze the memories of how badly i wann return to minneapolis.
i just kicked canada's ass and had a blast with my friends in minnesota.
holy fucking crap.
trying to focus on a way to be back, a way to earn money and how to get back home to barcelona. and my buddies, my cat, my house, my sunshine...
doom. and glitter.

arbejdsløsheden virker!

too much work, not enough time for creativity. i hurts a bit. i feel kindof drained from it... damnit.

my head is full of portugal now, since i returned to denmark the country has been provided only with pure gray, gray and gray. it makes me scream for a pair of shoes that is togehter in one piece.
i've put up some really bad pictures from the wallpainting-project with the kids, its is still not up the wall where it belongs, but in a few weeks, yesss...
at the moment im planing to draw and get rich, read, eat and drink and then go to equador in january. thats the plan for the next four months.
im writing with no intensions at all.
cheers.

dont forget to see the last 1½ months happy smiles;
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I've got a fucking Canon G7 camera now.