—woke up @ 9:30 : I'M SO SCREWED!
— speedreading : ACTUALLY, I'M FUCKED!
— work/study : HOJE NÃO CONTA
— jogging: 19 minutos!
—woke up @ 9:30 : I'M SO SCREWED!
— speedreading : ACTUALLY, I'M FUCKED!
— work/study : HOJE NÃO CONTA
— jogging: 19 minutos!
SEGUNDA
— woke up @ 7:20 : GREAT
— speedreading : 0.5 BAD
— gym : 2h
— work/study : not sure, but probably bad
TERÇA
— woke up @ 9:30 : VERY VERY BAD
— speedreading : PLEASE KILL ME
— work/study : 4h, 5h ? NOT ENOUGH!
— speedreading: 1 : NOT GOOD
— jogging: 18 minutos e 40segundos : GOOD
— 20 x 2 abs
— 20 x 2 push-ups
— 25 tap toes
— 30 flexões de pernas
— work: 4h : WHATEVER porque quanto mais faço, mais me dão para fazer e não ganho mais por isso!
— study: TBD
Maybe every little introspective mid-January entry should include a promise like this: “drink less alcohol, drink more water”. Still, after last year’s prize-winning excess, the couple of glasses of champagne I had ten days ago made me feel somewhat remiss.
Order should be restored and a friend’s birthday party seemed the right place for the reckoning. The host-consort gave us a hand, pouring glass after glass of sangria, although someone should tell him that his Tarzan-like policy of “you drink, I watch” could be grounds for a fatwa. The jury, though, was still out… and probably drunk, for I do not remember singing “happy birthday” to chairwoman Mao.
Would she not consent on such trivial, cultural reactionary endeavor? Oh the bourgeoisie must be left to its own devices, to wallow in its particular corrupted traditions. Is it still a birthday without that pathetic song? Who, then, can claim temporary insanity? I demand a recount!! A reenactment of sorts! How is it that again the world is seriously out of balance?
Indeed we seemed shiny happy people for a while and that my friends calls for celebration! Order must be restored.
CNN: How big was music in your life before you joined the band?
CNN: Sometime a career finds you?
Nina Persson: Yeah and I was a person who was really helped by it. I was looking for something but I didn't know what it was and it proved to fulfill what I needed at the time.
Se eu soubesse tocar guitarra e cantar, ia para Nashville ou Malmö ou [...], em vez de aturar tretas mal importadas. E não estou a falar de música!