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So, I just started writing again and finally decided to post some of what i write... and just kind of stumbled over this page and here I am.


About me then, I'm a person who enjoy spending time in my own head a bit too much. That's what my friends tell me anyway. I'm inclined to agree to a certain degree. Can't count the times I've missed my stop on the bus because i was too caught up in my own thoughts.

Mostly I try to use my superpowers for good, but sometimes it's just too tempting to bullshit your way through an assignment instead of actually study and know what you're talking about.

So, what do I write? I write a little bit of everything. I started out writing childrens stories about ten years ago when I was bored in class. I'm currently in the process of translating some of my writing into english, but it's taking time and life has a tendency to get in the way.


If you like my writing, drop me a line. If you don't like my writing, please drop me a line anyway and tell me how I can improve.


Much love and caffeine highs


Blog: War and cat stew

For the last seven weeks the Monster (previously known as the cat) has been living with us. In the beginning he behaved nicely, not really going much more the leaving hair everywhere, but something happened and now it’s full out war. It started with him puking under the bed. I could deal with that, shit happens (in this case puke happens) and he cleans himself by licking all that fluffy fur. Then I found a turd on the floor. I could deal with that too, I wasn’t pleased but I could deal with it. After that he started peeing outside the litter box and dumping all the kitty litter on the floor. Not too please about that since I like walking around the house barefoot. Somewhere around that time the war began. I stopped petting the little shit and threw him out of the bedroom at night and he countered with throwing up on the bedroom rug and I spent half the night scrubbing that instead of sleeping. And to make matters even worse he, apparently, has too much to do because he can’t even finish doing his business before leaving the litter box. This morning when I woke up – pissed as usual cause I’m not a morning person…. AT ALL – I found a puke ON the couch. So I spent my morning scrubbing cat puke out of the couch instead of having breakfast and taking a shower before I had to rush out. My couch now smells like puke and the fat bastard is looking as innocent as could be.


I’m really starting to wish I lived in a country where they ate cats. Cat stew is sounding pretty good right about now and I would personally skin the fucker before dumping him into the pot.


Another week and I think I'll have to check myself into the psych ward before i lose it completetly.


Much love and nervous twitches


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