A tricky one

Is Desperate Housewives cool or not? I'm not obsessing as much as when I started watching Gilmore Girls, but it definitely has got some kind of hold on me, and is an excellent way to pass the time while waiting in server queues.

Why oh why

Why, in the name of all that is true and holy, do they keep pampering JBL with title shots and rematches all the time? Batista has beat his sorry ass, what, 4 times now, and the nine months that JBL was champion was probably the most boring reign ever. Enough already.

On the other hand, it is pretty cool that Animal is back, and that they're trying out the Legion of Doom gimmick with Heidenreich (sp?), even if I'm generally very much opposed to these old fucks making some kind of trashy comeback (hi2u Hulk Hogan).

Oh yeah, while I'm at it, why the hell should Randy Orton need help from his dad? I've been on the Randy bandwagon since day 1, and after beating both Chris Benoit and Mike Foley is some amazing matches, he really showed that he could hold his own. Why does he now, all of a sudden, require the assistance of some geriatic hall-of-famer? It just doesn't make any sense..

Not just the Läkerol

I did think that my last bag of Läkerol Giants might have messed up my tummy a bit too much, but seeing as I actually like farting quite a bit, I didn't pay it much heed.

Today, I read in the newspaper that the drinking water in Helsingborg has been deamed undrinkable, and that we have to cook the stuff before drinking it. What the fuck?

But at least comments like these make me think that everything will be all right:

- Vi vet ännu inte vad som har hänt eller vad den förhöjda bakteriehalten i vattnet beror på, säger Lars Ödemark, sektionschef på VA-verket.

Hur farligt det är att dricka vattnet vill inte Lars Ödemark uttala sig om. Det går nämligen inte att avgöra vilka mikroorganismer som finns i vattnet.


Hey, I wonder if I'll turn into a super hero if I drink the water, and that that's the real reason they don't want people to drink it? Worth a shot, I say!

Cheers!

A problem of epic proportions

I just love the (not really anymore) new Läkerol Giants. The problem is that they contain so much xylitol, that you end up almost crapping yourself after eating a whole pack, and I see no real solution to the problem.

On a positive note, this does give you ample time to update your blog, which is nice.

Aargh

I just got back from the gym, and I just have to send out a big "fuck off and die" to the bastards that butchered Roxette's "Fading like a flower", and more importantly, White Snake's "Here I Go Again". I heard the first few seconds of the songs, got all excited, only to be brutally smacked down by some stupid euro disco beats. Grrrr.

On a related note, my god, I'm weak. It's kinda funny when I go to adjust the machine I'm about to use, only to realize that I want 3 times less weight than the guy before me. Go go powerrangers!

Hum

The difference between the written and the spoken word is starting to bother me more and more. Well, actually, that my written word is becoming more like my spoken word.

I find that I spend alot of my time chatting, and I really hate it when I notice that I hardly ever form a coherent sentence, use conjuctions or capital letters, but instead it's a string of "bla bla bla... bla bla bla".