Just came back from a walk. 40 minutes with Tigerlou in my ears. I’ve decided to try walking more. It was decided last week. I’ve been pretty good so far, walked 3 times. In a week. And I’m a really comfy person. I would never set my foot in a gym. Running I tried two summers ago, did that 3 times then stopped. So boring. Walking is okay since I can do it where ever. With music.

Mm where was I.. It’s really windy today so I almost blew away. My skirt was up at my waist, so thanks for no-see-through-black-stockings today.

The walk was really a very long detour to the store. The cashier-dude was being a twat trying to be impressive by juggling my avocado before charging it. Yeah, I was so impressed. That was the funniest thing from the walk. Talented little cashier.

I’m gonna go make dinner now; big sallad with veggie-burger-thingy, and then draw an idea I’m working on in my head.

I’m on my way to see Bob Dylan here. Yepp.

I’m seeing things. I thought the cat was walking up beside me this morning and out the door when I said bye to matt.
Just now I thought there was something infront of me while I was walking out to the hallway.
Delusional. Nice.

Or it’s just the fact that I really need to cut my bangs.

Went down to H&M today to get some hoodies. Found a grey one and a black one, since that’s basically all I ever use. They end up getting holes at the elbow. I bought this dress..thingy too as it was on sale.

I bought a new coat. It’s navy blue and sweet and has big buttons and it’s A-lined. It’s still too cold for it really, but I’m beginning to really dislike my winter jacket.. and the winter. So I’m gonna wear it. And freeze. That’s normal behavior anyways. My friends were chocked I actually owned a winter coat. I used to walk around in my red summer jacket all year ’round.

And a side story from that, the very same summer jacket was a very bad choice New Years of 2001 when I apparently dropped my key to my flat on my way to Linda (I fell down on the icy road, that’s more luck to you) and couldn’t get into the house when I got home in the middle of the night. I had thin black pants and my red summer jacket, probably a pair of converse shoes too. I walked back to her house and couldn’t get in there either as their door was locked. My cellphone was out of battery. They lived 5 apartments up so throwing rocks on their window was out, I considered it. I then tried to phone her at a gas station, but as the phone was dead I didn’t know their number. Haha. I can’t remember how I finally reached her but I did and I called some security people to come open my door and Linda’s bf dressed me up in some ridiculous army stuff he had so I wouldn’t freeze to death on my way back. Then I had to wait outside my door for 45 minutes before the idiot came and opened up for me. Greatest New Years ever.

Oh well, can’t hang around here.. must work on my portfolio.

Do you find yourself lying in some strange position too sometimes?

I think I like black. And grey. And don’t forget stripes.