torsdag 19 april 2007

Like no other Thursday in Helsingborg

OK
So it's not really that late, but much later than usual. Especially if you take into consideration that I'm the one who will be working next day. Rising and shining in approx. six hours from now. Right.
I have been doing some idealistic web work this evening since something else screwed up, but luckily we could solve it. I could.
I'm yawning. And typing. I ought to sleep, but I write. Why? For whom? For me I guess. And you of course. And then you're thinking: What is this? For whom? And you move on. And me too. Just gotta turn of the freaking radio. The psychedelic music-wannbe is killing me softly. I turn it off. And I go to bed. Finally