Olen alkanut epäilemään, että mun piirrosohjelma vaistoaa milloin olen saavuttamassa tärkeän etapin ja päättää kaatua juuri silloin. Note to self: seivaa useammin.
Some things in life come back again and again, like migratory birds, sex in the city re-runs and flu. OR my schoolgirlish infatuation for Conan O’Brien.
Luckily flu comes only once a year and conan once in five. I could’nt handle him more often.
In my boredom on my second flu week i gave up and jumped in the rabbit hole of YouTube to see him. I watched his videos till i was more sick and tired.
Then finally in my feverish dream:
(many tongue twisters and old suggestive poem.)
”I wonder if this is appropriate..?”
p.s Tamperelaiset: ilmaisia kokeilukertoja tulossa ihan justiinsa!
-Ugh, finally finished.
-You do know that this wont last?
-I’m not going to waste all the trouble I went through.
-well, at least I warned you.
-Oh well .. okay than.
-Drowning is lame because you wont see your own Tears.
-Finally i can sleep.
-Goodbye my love. You must die now. Im going to become conventional.
Grave stone: ”Life won.”
Joy, happyness and sunny days. Love and fulfilment. Kennel and Bachelor of Business Administration degree.