|:From the frozen tundra
||[Feb. 22nd, 2007|12:02 am]
Spinning 45 Ballerina
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I think it’s melting, maybe I am to. I’m getting better and I don’t feel as angry or sad as I have lately. Others wont ever feel the way I feel about the world, and I’ll always stay cynical. Most people would say they don‘t suffer fools gladly, but I really don‘t. I shouldn’t feel bad that other people do. I think I want to stress this though: stupid makes me disappear. Like magic.
Quiz this evening: it was the slimmest turnout ever and only seven teams competed. We came in 4th, I’m thrilled. This evenings team was composed of Geir, Øystein, Dan and me. Next week I want some of the usual people to show up, why are you failing the quiz?
Adjø solidaritet, det er smaken du aldri glemmer