Some old lady is watching me

From the opposite house. It scares me.

Anyways, Nick Hodgson /of the Kaiser Chiefs/ drives me nuts. He looks almost like Richard, one friend of mine, exactly the same hair, looking kinda fragile and.... oh noes. By the way Richard told me that I'm the best. And in this world there are only two people from whose mouths do these things sound so enormously flattering - him and Cathack /funny thing that both of them are pianists. Um../

But.. with no further ado, here comes the holy photo of drummer Nick: /ta-dah!/

How lame is that?

I hate writing my own poetry. On the other hand yesterday the words kept falling from me for so long that eventually ended up with several pages of dumb czech stuff which I am gonna post.

Analyticko geometrická prohra

Chtěli, abych našel souřadnice bodu v prostoru
a já na to jen:
A nechcete raději, abych nakreslil pejska, jak loví hraboše?
Želbohu nevyšel jsem jako vítěz z toho hovoru.

Začalo být nějak teplo

Dnes půjdu a koupím si zmrzlinu v kornoutu,
ohlodám z ní čokoládu a rozkoušu oříšky,
nechám krém vsáknout do oplatky
a pak barevný celofán v pěsti zmačkám
a hodím do koutu.

Co s takovým

Myslíš, slibuješ mi, že až to bude za námi roky,
že sama sobě řekneš - a také tomu uvěříš,
že byl jsem vlastně silný, čestný, prostě dokonalý muž
ač jsem jenom lhal a plakal a pomlouval své soky?

V zajetí vkusu

Vím, žes nechala moje boty ve své předsíni,
doufáš snad, že je zase nazuji?
Ne, ty jen chceš, aby měl ten další moje nohy,
ale ne mé chyby, nejspíš bude mít obojí.

Práší se mu na lopatky

V rohu stál kostlivec a chyběla mu lebka
plastik trčel do prostoru a chytal prach
i já někdy postrádam hlavu, ba i páteř,
ale radši poběžím, než bych v koutě pách.

Family Business

Hey, just wanted to post a sentimentally extreme pic of my cousin's son, Jachym. He was born only 100 grams lighter than me, so DAMN, I am still heaviest baby in the whole family.

Here comes the Sun, na-na-na-na...

Yesterday was one of those weirdly blessed ones. My cousin's given birth to her little son just when we were playing one of our best gigs ever, we've even received something that could be possibly called a little respect from Cathack and also one of my oooooold friends, Spike, came to see me. I was leaving feeling a bit tipsy, but what the hell, can't remember when I was drunk for the last time. I gotta think up some GIRLS' BC TEES, for I am pretty pissed that all these... rowr.. gorgeous young ladies have to wear stuff that looks like part of pyjamas.

Cyanide and Happiness

Fullview these pleeeeze. They rock. Cyanide and Happiness - the best online comic around.




How random is that....

The Dawn

Oh god bless Sri Chinmoy's motivational cards and alt-country. And Music when the lights go out by The Libertines, of course.

I feel rather nice. I originally intended to skip school today, but what the hell, I need some people around me. Finally I can stare at guys once again. And now I have "the license" /vip pals will know/ , it's all kinda easier. I may need some "tuning" though, but at least I have the "highway pass" (now deal with this, post-Dan Brown decoders)

Everything in its Right Place

Why is everyone so nice to me? I mean... one crews up and finds all people being so into helping him and.. you know... it kinda moves me, to be honest.
So, well, I'd love to thank everyone who is so great holding people in their worse times and not only enjoying them when they are going through the better ones. Not like me, I am an arsehole who would never help anyone until he feels like having some profit from it. I suck and I suck AND I suck.

By the way, ultimately dumped. Welcome to Dumpsville, population: ME. I am actually kinda advanced in getting over these things, although this case was really bad. I won't lie, I lived with faith for our future, and, what the hell, what I felt for him was in certain moments more than I felt towards anyone else. Well, the fact that he's a hypocritical idiot who dates anyone just to get laid is making him a bit less respectable in my eyes though. Just to secure my own selfrespect I am afraid I'll have to make the villain of this story out of HIM, after all he is - more then me, unlike most of my past affairs. Which takes me to thoughts about how must have e.g. Al felt, and I can see why he doesn't talk to me anymore, I just wish Adam would be as sorry for this as I am .D nope.. I am not planning to stop contact with him. If he doesn't care, I would love to. Although the things I missed are probably essential for a friendship as well as for a serious partnership. We'll see.