Wall of Mouths

I usually hate the olympics but Sven Kramer´s ice skating lit everything up.
Graveyard at Debaser was my latest gig. And I think I have to go to a Metal festival this summer just to see Therapy.

He´s my dad. Visit string-emil.de to see my brother.

Who says everyone have a religion? Do I have to have a religion? I rather have drinking beer as a religion. And that guy on the rice box, is that God? I see him everyday and he´s always smiling back at me.

I had studied all day. My ass hurt from my kitchen chair wich seemed to keep me prisoned to learn more about diffrent rail systems. I became kind of apathic, starring at the snow flakes falling outside my window. I thought: “Will I ever be a train driver? It´s too much to learn.” I felt sad and lonely in my suburb apartment. What to do when you feel everything´s falling apart?

I forced my self up and went in to my bath room and poured myself a nice warm bubble bath. I lit lot´s of candles and made the room cousy. Then I got my little self naked, forced my long hair into a hair-ribbon. Sank my cold body into the bath tub.

And then my stereo started playing Therapy´s “Trublegum”. You can still hear the line: “Masterbation saved my life…” in my stair well and in the back ground the sound of me throwing beer cans in inte ceiling. HA,HA,HA,HA!