I just realized, that I have had this blog for over a year. What Up.

I am sorry.
Since I started blogging my urge for making one of those really meaningless selfcentered blogposts has been growing. When I read other peoples blogs, I hate those posts, but when you are into blogging, and are out of ideas of what to post, it is hard not to. So here it comes.
The most egocentric blogpost of nonsense I have ever, and will ever make.

Its name is At Home on a Sunday with my Cosmic Love, my Florence and my Machine. It is about what I normally spend my Sundays with: crap. Enjoy.

More than 2500 left handed people are killed every year from using right handed produkts. Have a nice friday.

Reading 4 pages geography without reading them

Hello tuesday

This sunday can say hi to my ass.

I overslept 1,5 an hour, and were oh so terribly late for work. Stupid ass. They made me clean all the panels in the whole store as punishment. My hands are now all wrinkled from the corrosive soap. poor me poor me. But oh well. I dont really care for anything right now, so im just sitting in my room, thinking of sweet Christmas - wich by the way is in 41 days jahuuu - listening to melancolic choirsongs reminding me of it.

Weeeeeekkkkkeeeeeeennnnnndddddddddddd

Why can't I be a ballet dancer?

Sadly because I'm not elegant enough. That I will work on.

Today I have accomplished just about nothing. not a thing.

Another wasted, worthless sunday. well.. afterall im fine. I like doing nothing.
Thats why I'm not looking forward to a monday full of content.