Update including work and Hans Roos

Well, I have been working. One day I got a one-day job at Santa Maria. The task was to lift 380 bags of cinnamon á 50kg. It was heavy but pretty fun. I also worked for a inventory company for one day, it was boring but I worked for 11 hours and thats money in the pocket.

Hans is still drilling, I don't even think he eats anymore. Not that it matters, the man is fat as a motherfucker. He won't open when I knock on his door, hopefully he will be done soon.

Oh, I will buy a macbook when Leopard comes out. It's a big decision for a poor man like me but I think it's the right one to make. It's leopard or vista and since vista sucks leopard is the only rational choice.

I am one of the few men that is more handsome without clothes.

Hell yeah!

Yeah, you know it. Your beloved jewel got the job and started at the same day, boyah!

The job was to lift boxes in to small iron cages with different numbers. Hopefully I did good but today I'm exhausted.

Hans Roos has been up drilling in his kitchen all morning. What is he up to?

I'm the one with a job, not you!

Interview for a job

For the first time in my life I'm going to a interview for a job. You might ask: What, is this really the first time this wonderful man will get paid?
My answer is simple: hell NO fool!

The thing is that all my previous employements has been theese friend of a friend places and no real boss or anything like that. I hope it all goes well on my interview tomorrow, why wouldn't they hire me? I should be the most disereable man in this country and I probably am. The time has changed, I need the cash allthough it might be this shitty warehouse job. To quote Devin The Dude: "hobos useta aks you for a dollar now the motherfuckers aks you for two".

Oh yeah, I haven't seen Hans yet, but the pile of crap is gone, puh... it really started to stink up the place.

Just one cigarillo, one gallon of gas and this one budweiser then, fuck it.

Live Earth, kiwi and faki soupa

Yesterday was a boring rainy day and we watched Live Earth from beginning to end, it made me depressed. Why can't they invite some good artists? And how dissapointing wasn't snoop doggs perfomence?

Sigh.

Me and my girlfriend bought 20 kiwi fruits the day before yesterday and I have been consuming them like there was no tomorrow. My tounge is full off blisters, but it was worth it.

My sister came by today, hung over as a motherfucker. We served her some greek faki soupa, she enjoyed it so much she left.

Hans Roos is back from the Ukraine. He is not mad but for some reason he has started pile up his garbage in the corridor. I don't know what to do, he doesn't even open when I knock. It's his loss. I just hope the Ukraine didn't change him to the worse, he is bad enough allready. I guess I can invite him for some coffee by fax, he loves his faxmachine. I don't get it, I bought him a brand new macbook pro so he could email me but he uses it as a coaster. That's what you get for being generous.

Well, fuck Hans Roos!

3.0 is live

You have all been waiting for the new layout since those rumours that New York Times published and here it is, pimp shit as promised!

I hope you enjoy it, fuck offs!

30th blog entry

I just realised that this will be my 30th blog entry, huzzahs are in order.

So, I -the jewelthief- is the greatest, and you suck (once again)

Authors, books and work

The last couple of weeks my brain has been occupied with reading, mostly books, mostly written by Swedish author Sven Delblanc. It's strange reading books by someone you almost totally agree with on every point. 

He wrote a genius thing in his book Åsnebrygga (in English Asses bridge (my translation)): "Vit musik är seriös musik, svart musik är underhållning - definitionen ligger i färgadjektivet" (translated: "White music is serious, black music is entertainment - the definition is in the adjective [more correct: "color adjective"]").

It is also strange that I am so in to reading novells now when I really should be writing an home exam and be looking for job. Today I actually applied for several jobs in the storage sector, I cross my fingers!

My father and his "girlfriend" came to Gothenburg last weekend, that was fun. We spent most of the time walking, such a weird habit that many in this country of Sweden seems almost obsest with, and I just tag along. 

What is happening with Hans Roos you ask?

I will tell you now:

He is on vacation to the Ukraine to find his jewish roots in some place called Trachimbrod. I told him he was way off and that he wasn't really jewish. The backgound story to this whole thing is that Hans had a concussion and suffered some memory loss of his heritage so I told him about his jewish forefathers (or rather just read some of Jonathan Safran Foers book Everything is Illuminated over the phone) and off he went. I hope the best of luck to him, I mean going to Odessa and claiming to be a jew on the lookout for a place called Trachimbrod. Please God, keep him safe.

I am more misstreated than you, SUCKER

Hans Roos, girlfriend and studies

Whoa, it's been a while!

Since I last wrote I have been up to much good. Por examplo: I moved in with my girlfriend in a brand new shiny place, Hans Roos is still my neighbor (he moved in to the same building, I guess he felt lonely), I have been studying and I have been in the lookout for a job.

Hans dog died, I'm sorry. It wasn't even my fault. The damn dog looked at me with those crazy eyes, what could I do? So I kicked him in the nuts and now he's dead. Hans thinks I tried to chase away the maniak that did it. He wasn't there.

I guess Hans feels he can trust me. He can't.

I'm feeling bad for the guy but I just don't care enough. Plus, he always tries to sleep in our bed at night. A grown man, he cries and he cries. I'm sick of it.

I do love Hans though.

Grooming is for gays!

last.fm

here is my last.fm account for all you that have been waiting to learn what I listen to.

http://www.last.fm/user/vajone/

Great!

Cleaning

I'm currently working on my essay about the fear of religion. I hope it is going to be good.

Anyway, some old friends coming to Gohtenburg this weekend and I don't want to show them my dirty home, so I'm cleaning as a motherfucker.

Dust be gone, gone I tell you!

Worst lyrics ever!

I was listening to some random tracks from my computer and this really shitty song came on.
Ok, I don't really like country from the start but this tune was so awful that I had to listen it.

What's the tune? It is Garden Party by Rick Nelson.

Here is the chorus

But it's all right now, I learned my lesson well.
You see, ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself'

I won't even comment it no more, it is just not worth the trouble

Hangin' out

I decided to take a walk in my hood today. Everything seems to have changed since last time I really payed attention to the environment. It sucks. I'm starting to think that Al Gore is right after all.

I have trouble interacting with people since the release from prison. My neighbour Hans told me to stop staring at his dog. I didn't know how to react. I just climbed back out of his window and went home to do some writing. I hope I didn't offend him in any way.

I do love Hans. He is an author. I love authors.

More about Hans to come.

Jail no more

I'm not going to mention why I've been to jail but let me tell you that it was not a pleasant experience. No sir.

So anyways, I'm back in the sadle and hopefully I will be writing again, sharing my life with all you out there.