Only half of a whale?

How about a tea spoon of sugar now?

 But as a bear has to go for a winter nap, my blog is going in a small power nap, that will last for a week or so. But as you all are already mentally prepared for it, cause i ensured to inform you a day before, no tiers anymore. 

Have a very good one everybody there and here - everywhere ! Damn, such a nice rhyme this is :)

Cheeers, and have a good one.

I don't know exactly what is going to be the one good thing but that's what you say in Australia at least, also "That's totally rats dude" 

ok enough of my detailed and precise knowledge examples about other nations now. 

Bye

Sleeves up, heads down

Slowly preparing everyone on the other side of the screen for a week of solitude and desperate calls for some super awesome blog posts. That is because i'm am leaving this lovely town to attend a crazy a*s Festival in Roskilde, and as it's a week long it means that for a 7-8 days long period there will be no internet access for me.

To compensate that i will have a Real blog post for once in my life describing the situation there, with pictures and all other kinds of crazy sh't :)

...

I hope your done crying cause there is one more extremely important message to hear. I like oysters. That is awesome isn't it? A little bit of lemon drop, or with a lot of lemon drops and bon apetit ! And i also read this article about hard penises and stuff and i love the oysters even more now. Why should you like oysters? http://www.seekwellness.com/mens_sexuality/good_living.htm

Good food, good livin', good lovin'  -- who would not like something like that, right?

Cheers behind elephant ear scratch-ers 

Wait a minute or two.

How about a cup of tea and a tea spoon of honey from bees?
I have no idea what the first sentence means or why i wrote it, like i have no idea, how i will survive a week being ill.
In few days i'm going to a 8 days festival, and with such a phobia as i have - "fear of an empty glass" during all week long is going to be a tough trial.
Cenosillicaphobia is the name of this evilness. But, so i will have to prepare myself with several bottles of vodka and loads of beers, to secure myself.

"I don't ask.. for much these days" /The Roots/ Only to see a live show of lady man dancing. Not that much that i would enjoy it, but just as one of those things that you would like to experience once a lifetime, to select the check box and say - Been there, done that. Something like killing a lobster in a boiled water, or touching with tongues with another man, when you are straight thinking person.

blah, i should start to take this blog stuff more serious huh? Like prepare a theme and then research a bit, and then blow your minds even damn more, otherwise these are just my random thoughts, that i put on the keyboard, not something incredibly special.

And as i am such a special person, it can not continue that way.
See you after i tease you.

Green truck and full stomache

How about flushing everything down now, and starting all over again? Have you thought that they way your going is nice, but still not fully satisfying.? Sounds like some kind of a "Into the wild" stories, where a man literally cuts his all bonds with current life and heads off to a new, unknown universe.
A pack of two huge balls will be needed, in order to do something like that and the most important the purpose why. As long as it makes sense and brings joy to you,  i see no reason why anything couldn't be completed.
Motivating others while you are not as motivated yourself, might not sound the most greatest thing in the world but it makes sense to me, to make other people go out and do stuff, to help them kick off, make the first baby steps, choose the right fitting bra for the ladies after touching their breast, all of these things just makes so much sense to me, that they can't be ignored and therefore i made a facebook group to sort all of these problems out. http://www.facebook.com/pages/Motivate-your-self/162935420394389 
Or actually i made it with 2 other guys 1,5 year ago but after 3 posts it died, so I, Sir Ri(hard)s want to happily announce that i will take care of this facebook, community page with that greatest honor and pride for until it will reach amount of 500 likes. 
Sounds very royal, right? 
IT IS.

p.s. and i do not know why there few lines highlighted white and why i have two long hairs growing on my sholder.

Mr Excuse.

So in my computer the time is 23.20 so it still counts as sunday, as this place is updated daily.

With no thoughts in the head
i will be heading to the bed
And a lot of times, when i will not know what to say
I might write a line of poem i may
Not caring that much about the grammar and the logical sense
Getting out of it not yet a single pence
So many things to do
But always will have enough time only for you
For you my dear blog reader and fan
Who will be reliable and don't wants to get banned
From this source of awesomeness and infinite amount of wise words
I give you all this nice info that sticks in your head like for a guitar player chords.

I got to bed now. and it´s 01.30, i lied, lied. I'm sorry

Kick it where it doesn't hurts

" I know it's working, cause i'm pushing it right " /The Roots/
Quite ambitious to say, but who else if not your self is going to say that. New ambitions, new motivation for doing more random stuff and quit them all pretty soon. That's how it has been so far. My motivation for one thing doesn't last longer than a hairball in cats mouth. Even though the process has been great for a certain period of time, the outcome always happens to be puked out and forgotten.

The second paragraph of this post will not include any meaning that´s why all of you are going to be frustrated after finishing this sentence, cause you wasted your so precious time, that you would rather spend on watching another "Friends" episode and why am i doing this (?) to show how much of a bad ass i am, and i don't really show it out in real life, i have to do my best here in internet world, like a 12 year old, youtube commentator gangster, who just simply does not give a sh*t about what is he writing and being proud of it because his mother has no clue about his naughty actions.

With all the best,
Mr. Who wrote the longest one sentence in the history of blogs.

one,2, one, 2

Bad ass weather, bad ass mood, and in the fridge there almost no more food.

So how from here we go on into creating a wonderful day? 

Option #2 Stay here, go out in a balcony, drink a cup of coffee and feel miserable + take the bus to the center and be afraid that control might catch me, without a ticket. Complain all day long how much my (wonderful ) body is sunburn, and not want to go to work. 

Option #1  Take a bike and cycle the shit out of it  in this rain. Do the same on the way home.

Have a great interview, get a job and, continue doing awesome stuff like stuffing 

Difference is that the number 2 was me, for a while ago, when i was a little bit afraid of everything like a boy at the moment when he has tried to masturbate for the first time, and he thinks he's parents has caught him,  and will have a serious talk to him about it.

But i have understood why am i not that great with talking to people in social spaces. 

It's just because i haven't done it. Ooooorh, Jesus Christ and the Lord from the heaven... yes, yes. all my teenage years i've have gotten to talk to people at the party only after some amounts of alcohol going into my body. And when i have to start out talking just by sitting down with a glass of wine it just brings a concrete curtain in front of the brain and i become speechless.. So the way to fix is to practice, practice, practice. 

Ok, enough of this emotional crap for one day.

Cheers.