BurnArt Blog
night out
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I had a night out saturday, watched a friend'(s?) concert which went very well, they came second in the competition and qualified for the next step. I also meet a girl and it's the first time I've meet someone who actually was nice out on the town. So all sunday I had butterflies in my stomach (you know the saying) and kinda waited for a textmessage from her or something. Of course the text didn't come, and while I still have the butterflies today, they're dying fast. But all in all, I had an amazing time out, probably the best night out ever.
new layout
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Been a while since I was here last and the new layout is a overdue improvment. So far I like it. Edit: they still havn't done anything woth the forums, or maybe it's still in beta. Whatever it is; they have to do something about it.
The call of duty
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I actually bought CoD4, my friends forced me to it. Have played it non-stop lately. Online ofcourse. At lvl 28 I suddenly stopped though. Probably never going to play it again. Weird how it works with me. Can do a thing for days and days then stop and never touch it again. But I did add CZA union ad at my blog. Wont do much good tho.
The Day After
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My eyes are blurry, I cannot see My body hurts, totally Regret regret oh the regret
The Dance of Sleep
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I have this ritual for getting to sleep. Without the ritual I often can't sleep no matter how long I try. It all starts with me spending at least 2 hours in front of my computer before I go to bed. Often harassing poor americans. I can't help it, its so easy, its almost like they want to be insulted. If I don't get to spend this time in front of my computer, I get a feeling that the day went too fast, and I did not get to do the things I wanted to. After some hours at the internet, I have calmed myself, reached my equilibrium sort of. Its time for going to bed and I often read a book, the type of book is irrelevant, and if I read it or not is irrelevant, as long as I have the book there ready for use. No book, and I get a feeling that somethings missing. I usually read until I cant see anymore, turn off the light and hope I'll "pass out" fast. This, though, never happens and I lay in my bed twisting and turning in what feels like hours. As all of this happened yesterday I started thinking about it, and I didn't really dislike it. I surprised myself by actually liking this Dance of Sleep. Now you might wonder why I call it a dance. Well its because in a dance you have to be perfectly balanced, and its the same in my routines. If I'm somehow unbalanced, it'll take longer to fall asleep and and will have a bad night sleep. I unconsciously do all this, and its not before after I go to bed, I know if somethings wrong with the balance. There is a second reason I call it a Dance, I constantly move my feet cause it always get to hot where they are at that moment. God damn heat! So this is my Dance of Sleep.
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