tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54814303886848300372024-02-19T07:45:01.810+01:00phat phredinspiration.observation.intoxication.trainstationfred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-13387836961327704662009-07-26T18:21:00.000+02:002009-07-26T18:24:43.653+02:00failure to communicatemust write more. here.<br /><br />to tired...<br /><br /><br />harry potter<br /><br /><br /><br />poop.fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-17550691751900863922009-06-20T23:57:00.004+02:002009-06-21T00:15:25.655+02:00falling from self<span style="font-style:italic;">"there is a great phobia about the mind..."</span><br /><br />creeping in to craziness with some TMK!<br /><br />last night was hectic. this night was all chill and driving. still have to pick my mom up later. so main mission is to stay awake!<br /><br />i am now going to keep on searching for new ways to channel my thoughts. <br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">true hallucinations</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-77157132225753727542009-06-15T07:19:00.006+02:002009-06-15T07:44:54.516+02:003am productthis is a short story i woke up with at three am this morning. i felt it deserved to be written and i publish it for critique.
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">We were twins
<br /><span style="font-size:100%;">Fred Olsson
<br />2009
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<br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CFred%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Normal tabell"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal">We were brought out to the cold a perfect match. We kept each other warm all those childhood nights full of darkness and terrifying dreams. We had our differences, but we understood one another, that is what I thought. But I see now it was all comforting words without the honesty they portrayed.</p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">“Reoh, you can’t cross this bridge alone.” I heard his statement ringing in my ears. My two minutes older brother Larry had the same calculating voice as always. But I could hear the emptiness in it. It wasn’t that the words lacked thought, because he was right in his statement. It was more the lack of understanding that this could not be understood. It was an answer to my request for some quality time on my own. My wish for a calm, uncalculated life. But as always he needed to be by my side, hanging over my shoulder, judging my creations.
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<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">We moved from the small town where we were born, seeking redemption in the big city. Correction; I sought redemption and Larry was looking for a job. And a job he found, he dragged us both down in it. Telemarketing, the devils disguise. I sold nothing, my lack of interest in both money and the product we were selling blocked my will to even try. Larry didn’t do any better. He gave it a few tries but after two weeks we decided this was a dead end. The fact that Larry found as little satisfaction in the work as I did filled me with hope, maybe we weren’t so different after all?
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<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">We walked aimlessly through moments of desperation and happiness. I felt on top of the world, gliding through existence with only my visions of the future to guide me. But I could feel how it was slowly consuming Larry. He was in a state of numbness the last month we spent in the city, and I wondered what this meant.
<br />“Great news Reoh, we got a new job!” His beaming smile once again blocked my true vision and we moved back to our home town, where the job he talked about was waiting. Stationed at a great mill, we were chopping down life and selling it by the meter. Larry who felt like he was contributing was ecstatic, with money on his pocket and a new vision of the future he soared through space without a care in the world. I had made up my mind, this was the last time he would flourish.</p><p class="MsoNormal">
<br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">“I know what you’ve been thinking..” He said with calm in his voice. I looked up at him and met his eyes. I knew what was about to take place, and so did he. He wasn’t sad about it, in fact he looked quite pleased. He smiled and continued “So you’ve made up your mind?”</p> <meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CFred%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C03%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:72.0pt 90.0pt 72.0pt 90.0pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Normal tabell"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal">“I have…” I replied with a faint smile. A tear forming at the corner of my eye, growing and finally succumbing to gravity it left a trail on my cheek in which the feelings could pour out. Larry raised an empty glass and called for a toast. “To sanity!” He boasted. I laughed and picked up the gun. And as he downed the empty glass I raised my left hand and blew him away. </p> </div></div>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-62434320133431835022009-06-11T20:42:00.003+02:002009-06-11T20:53:45.453+02:00the things i will leave behind.i am currently blinded by society. a misfit. i am in need of my own place, a place of sanity. where i can <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">relax</span>. where there is no authority. and no corruption. create it for me will you?<br /><br />finally he awakens, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">guschtodian</span>. i wonder what that sneaky family is up to? lurking about the boathouse.<br /><br />and where is my beloved summer? i can appriciate the rain, and love it, but some change would be nice. a little sunshine and warm winds. that would cheer me up. and a hug, we all need a hug sometimes.<br /><br /><br />will humanity ever grow the fuck up?<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">1,2,3 black star shine eternally</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-77577864745298611402009-06-08T10:12:00.002+02:002009-06-08T10:28:21.302+02:00there WILL be writingup n' twisting to the pulp fiction soundtrack. fabulous.<br /><br />so whats up? not much really, waiting for the sun. and while i'm doing that i'm working on some writing. nothing too great yet though. spent the weekend at my dads. half past drunk.<br /><br />someone got some tips on great living philosofers?<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Every man is evil yes an every man is a liar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">An unashamed with the wicked tongues sing</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">In the black soul choir</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-24394343304131378862009-06-05T17:41:00.002+02:002009-06-05T17:45:17.681+02:00hokus pokus förfanweeeeeell.<br /><br /><br />the total lack of interesting people. where are you?<br /><br />it's the same old train of robots, with the same fucking goals. grow a pair and think for your self.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">i just can't care about it all</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-19991904143173131822009-05-19T05:18:00.001+02:002009-05-19T05:18:55.836+02:00we made you, bitch<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6h8rnFd960&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6h8rnFd960&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">yeah, i wanna nail her</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-75364571045290644612009-04-25T13:15:00.000+02:002009-04-25T13:16:14.224+02:00hmpf, alrite. one more.<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/byJiX1BL8Ss&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/byJiX1BL8Ss&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">beat it</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-33719045003917887102009-04-22T18:48:00.004+02:002009-04-22T18:50:23.236+02:00end it.this is will probably be the last post here. and that's all it will say.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dead</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-30409100770994172282009-04-22T15:06:00.000+02:002009-04-22T15:07:11.573+02:00pulled my trigger now he's dead<object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ht96HJ01SE4&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ht96HJ01SE4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">gief loan plx</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-78329659530258699302009-04-19T19:50:00.000+02:002009-04-19T19:51:40.778+02:00TMNT<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GFLGRidfFo4&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GFLGRidfFo4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">collaborate and listen!</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-15533090403983814802009-04-17T12:09:00.000+02:002009-04-17T12:12:00.152+02:00tell me can you see that any where, everyone treated equal?<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJOkYM7rN00&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJOkYM7rN00&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and this is why</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> so many die</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> leaving so many to cry</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-78080573206972325402009-04-15T09:43:00.000+02:002009-04-15T09:44:06.544+02:00pure art<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nloFBudyf1g&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nloFBudyf1g&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">macho macho man</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-18211345373338755952009-04-09T20:16:00.004+02:002009-04-09T20:39:56.519+02:00i'm blind to youi'm gonna hijack your identity and live your life.. at least it will be spent.<br /><br />cruising the interwebz for some sweet movies. if nothing truly exciting is about to happen i'll probably call it a night soon.<br /><br />now, intrigue me.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />staying on top of my reggae music, mon.</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-22613768996581944682009-04-01T19:35:00.004+02:002009-04-01T19:37:46.735+02:00Gief some thought please.<a href="http://www.thevenusproject.com/">http://www.thevenusproject.com/</a><br /><br /><a href="http://thepiratebay.org/torrent/4494188/Zeitgeist.2.Addendum.SWESUB.DVDRip.XviD-aNdY.avi">http://thepiratebay.org/torrent/4494188/Zeitgeist.2.Addendum.SWESUB.DVDRip.XviD-aNdY.avi</a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2009/apr/01/g20-summit-protests">http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2009/apr/01/g20-summit-protests</a>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-22705648822152508482009-03-17T16:25:00.001+01:002009-03-17T16:27:26.092+01:00you think I'm alone when everyone's around<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CSTINAN%7E1%5CLOKALA%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C03%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Verdana; panose-1:2 11 6 4 3 5 4 4 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:swiss; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:536871559 0 0 0 415 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:70.85pt 70.85pt 70.85pt 70.85pt; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Normal tabell"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]-->fantastic weekend! life is back, and I'm spending it with the best bunch possible. due to laptop fails and laziness no time has been spent here in a while. but I'm back.
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<br />weird stuff is happening all around, and inside. I'm currently in the midst of puzzling these feelings together. in an attempt to once again make sense of it all. I have to wash my mind now. I'll bring something forth with magic later on.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">it seems that you don't know me no more.</span>
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<br /><p class="MsoNormal" style=""><i><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;" lang="EN-GB"></span></i><span style="" lang="EN-GB"><o:p></o:p></span></p> fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-18450531867691614082009-01-28T18:54:00.017+01:002009-01-28T20:32:13.170+01:00LIVE PEEPSHOW!!!!XXX!X<a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcRqb_bRveOIY4c_yadg9ZyIM5DzOG_RZzJwkowA3z8p0owhmphdU6b8qpuJ9ijCTN70zICCO801MA6rXo0AqqJ1APF0jgqmWttlcn5eeEu-_rlmf4M9Fds8zNd_ma_ICrs2zaZg8EOvQ/s1600-h/presidenthotel.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 127px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcRqb_bRveOIY4c_yadg9ZyIM5DzOG_RZzJwkowA3z8p0owhmphdU6b8qpuJ9ijCTN70zICCO801MA6rXo0AqqJ1APF0jgqmWttlcn5eeEu-_rlmf4M9Fds8zNd_ma_ICrs2zaZg8EOvQ/s320/presidenthotel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296411533825395058" border="0" /></a>ah, home again. the Brussels trip was fantastic. i left with no expectations at all and was very pleasantly surprised! landed at about 7pm and made my way to the north station where my hotel was located. but due to lack of maps and directions given by a complete retard i spent 2 hours looking for the hotel. which was about 500 meters from the north station. had to call my brother for instructions on how to get there. he did a great job and i found the hotel within minutes.<br /> <div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihCgtTFBGbHyb5X0EOajclqQgtJsaJYj3GJMYKpn8n652p2O2YoH1nTXWJOgD7mTwarvzc9UCbNF977elhciksovieLHJzf56lMsTMZaB43-61tYC-nA2D60oeRJ5d21EF9WLUEOZDNho/s1600-h/PICT0254.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihCgtTFBGbHyb5X0EOajclqQgtJsaJYj3GJMYKpn8n652p2O2YoH1nTXWJOgD7mTwarvzc9UCbNF977elhciksovieLHJzf56lMsTMZaB43-61tYC-nA2D60oeRJ5d21EF9WLUEOZDNho/s320/PICT0254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296412127540506834" border="0" /></a><br />fortunately the hotel was really good, and i wrapped up the first night with a little Futurama in my BIG bed and a minibar snack due to starvation.<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" ><br /></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3DGm3AxtQXaxwkrj6NuJlsA77QxskfcGvy5Dy48sUZbuwjaHTbOCEzCdVmgrGCsRfhASH9HqH7P8wn7RjFFDgZe8_48o2DIqHmflQF0N3qdJQ0GR1L3pjZqFCTsBsU_MvfscbB3jPGL0/s1600-h/PICT0240.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 129px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3DGm3AxtQXaxwkrj6NuJlsA77QxskfcGvy5Dy48sUZbuwjaHTbOCEzCdVmgrGCsRfhASH9HqH7P8wn7RjFFDgZe8_48o2DIqHmflQF0N3qdJQ0GR1L3pjZqFCTsBsU_MvfscbB3jPGL0/s320/PICT0240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296422272382748178" border="0" /></a>the next morning i took a cab from my hotel to the hotel where the conference was being held. there was about 90 people invited, 3 from each EU country i think, and only 4 or so didn't show up. so it was a great turnout. i was the only swede there though.<br />they started out by welcoming everyone and introducing some faces. we got the chance to ask some journalists and fellow bloggers about tips and there were people from other medias there as well. first day was mainly about blogs and technical stuff, presenting the platf <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>for the competition and the community. interesting stuff. and a great lunch!<br /><br />when we were finished i went back to the hotel with my new found friends Matthias from Germany (but currently residing in the Netherlands) and Mats from the Netherlands. we freshened up a bit and headed for the restaurant were dinner was being held. great food! and at the dinner i met yet another new friend, Jakob from Germany. some interesting discussions were being held and you could tell that the intoxication level started to rise. after dinner we walked to a bar and downed a few beers. but since the day started pretty early i was tired and so was Jakob so we were back at the hotel at about 2am or so.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY9YO7Dn48NvFBajY0JPcla7sKktLQJuJd59-8ld7Q6yNVndoQdaKrI090Rx20b_WA-kxVm7J4AaKbSu2U2Ix5BbFRcannjb64nzuoyWtWptSluLbx4TgyjdhXqjRk0xnGYKoJcyyUxPg/s1600-h/PICT0268.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 95px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY9YO7Dn48NvFBajY0JPcla7sKktLQJuJd59-8ld7Q6yNVndoQdaKrI090Rx20b_WA-kxVm7J4AaKbSu2U2Ix5BbFRcannjb64nzuoyWtWptSluLbx4TgyjdhXqjRk0xnGYKoJcyyUxPg/s320/PICT0268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296423268485018066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >Matthias twittering away</span><br /><br />on Tuesday morning you could really tell that people were kind of worn out since everyone was late for the European Parliament. this day was all about politics, and we got a chance to throw <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzJ9G2aLx95Gk75goigMPotd6p5ydlKHRUAjWt_5d4TGwOcoqWjrAqn2w7wvPauQNcSCfjskUrs207xtdAJoBGywjOoxq6n6FklNzc4y6zuxdgakUiigSthbsCfymVJGVnFLljSz-ydZ8/s1600-h/PICT0263.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzJ9G2aLx95Gk75goigMPotd6p5ydlKHRUAjWt_5d4TGwOcoqWjrAqn2w7wvPauQNcSCfjskUrs207xtdAJoBGywjOoxq6n6FklNzc4y6zuxdgakUiigSthbsCfymVJGVnFLljSz-ydZ8/s320/PICT0263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296420373739209346" border="0" /></a>some questions at the politicians. i'm really bummed out about not getting the tour of the Parliament building though, but we did see some of it. and i met another swede there! <a href="http://www.fjellner.eu/">Christofer Fjellner</a> who is representing Moderaterna in the EP. really cool guy. <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >me and Jakob at the EP</span><br /></div><br /><br /><br />well got to run now. busy, busy!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Simon says: "i'm on my way"</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-79223441438742870432009-01-24T16:40:00.003+01:002009-01-24T16:52:39.505+01:00can't even pay attention..woo, excitement. tomorrow i leave for Brussels. will update you on that on Tuesday.<br /><br />tonight, chill. will be spending this evening with Robin, Simon and Thang. hopefully Gustaf will join us as well, but haven't reached him yet. first i'll be my moms designated driver though.<br /><br />and now i need to feed. laters!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">i'm reinventing myself</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-54227300896098811672009-01-14T12:06:00.002+01:002009-01-14T12:22:42.210+01:00if you don't like my fire, then don't come around<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">whew</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">haven't</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">been</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">up</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">this</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">early</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">since</span> i got <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">home.</span> woke up at eight!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0887883/">Burn After Reading</a> might be the funniest movie of 2008. the acting, characters and storytelling is outstanding! some of the scenes had to be rewinded and slowmowed, pure fun.<br /><br />i should be getting into politics right now, but all i can do is write on the book. "<span style="font-style: italic;">I think it's going to be pretty explosive."</span> the title is "A Waste of Space". might not be that long though. heh.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryLqfNwSSFE&hl=sv&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ryLqfNwSSFE&hl=sv&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">i'm gonna burn one down</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-19969110323718091752009-01-11T19:53:00.002+01:002009-01-11T20:04:17.505+01:00Guschto for president.<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQPpZST_nuo&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQPpZST_nuo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />nice! you have my vote. http://www.myspace.com/leapingboy<br /><br />sundays are slow, so please, entertain me.<br /><br />TV has gotten so bad that i don't even watch it anymore. the shows they put on are just cheap knockoffs of previous shows, or just crap. where's the creativity? i mean do people actually spend their precious time watching this horseshit? and when there finally is something on worth watching, they fuck it up with commercials. this needs to change or TV will die, i hope.<br /><br />no more, no less.fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-55457558072267580082009-01-10T17:49:00.003+01:002009-01-10T18:20:53.676+01:00waking lifelast night i met up with Simon and Emma at Thangs place. long time since i met Emma now and she's just as cool as ever. we had funzies. tonight, no plans yet. hopefully something will come up soon. listening to Boards of Canada, really refreshing music. makes me want to write. so perhaps i'll start this saturday evening by doing that, need to start putting this book together now.<br /><br />i now have the tickets for my Brussels trip! excitement! will be fun meeting some new people. i just hope their not all politic junkies, since i'm not, and the competition is about european politics. i gotta start reading up a little. lazy.<br /><br />i just read about a buy named Andre.. he ripped his own eye out and ate it. he also murdered his family. but that's not as original as ripping your eye out and eating it, that takes determination. just thought you would like to now there still is people out there trying new shit.<br /><br />and now my mom gave me a mission. i gotta go pick up the lovely Cina, so i'm off. but i'll try to have some interesting discussions this evening that i can write about. as long as Guschto and i get together it shouldn't be a problem!<br /><br /><br />high or low, the tide is always gonna come in.fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-37298654881922727572009-01-07T13:56:00.003+01:002009-01-07T14:18:41.904+01:00they did bad things to mewoha. back from spain. i had a lovely time, terrific food and we lived in a damn castle! also i met some fantastic people there. was kind of sad to leave, but hopefully i meet them all at this years summer-party. and two weeks enough time down there.<br /><br />now i'm looking for work or studies. something to keep me fed while i write the book, which hopefully won't be crap! probably won't feed me but it would be awesome with something finished.<br /><br />i also drank mead for the first time. was kind of surprised as i thought it would be like beer. but it was more like wine. a sweet "after-dinner" kind of wine. i really liked it.<br /><br />well, i have nothing more to say at the moment. i shall return.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">i'm playing the game, the one that will take me to my end</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-4656168177064394102008-12-19T20:17:00.003+01:002008-12-19T20:45:22.509+01:00converting vegetariansthis is the time of the revolution.<br /><br /><br />too much slack now, got to pull it together. i just got invited to participate in a european blogging competition called <a href="http://thinkaboutit.eu/">TH!NK ABOUT IT</a>. so i'm heading for brussels. very exited!<br /><br />tomorrow me and the Guschto start to make our way to spain. first stop is stockholm at Guschtos brother. and on sunday we fly to spain. very exited yet again! :)<br />i am currently in the midst of packing and sorting shit out. pumping infected mushroom and mixing it up with some good ol' hendrix!<br /><br /><br />when the trip is over i'm gonna start to seriously look for a job, again. not too much hope though since my entire hometown just got laid off. but if you got something for me anywhere in the world i'm all ears. preferably something write-ish. and preferably in amsterdam, that's where i want to live. i really like the cozy and friendly feeling in holland.<br /><br />and about this blog contest, if you got any nice topics on european politics you want my opinion on, please share them.<br /><br />i probably wont post anything the coming two weeks since i'll be in spain. but it probably wont matter since you will be busy surviving christmas and toast in the new year!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">i am a Frog Machine!</span>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-81835908412057330342008-12-06T17:40:00.003+01:002008-12-06T18:23:36.116+01:00hump the system?hey little sister, don't shed no tears.<br /><br /><br />it's an awful situation for any empathic mind to be thrown into. but the weakest blame it all on the system, without any understanding of the system. or society. they alienate themselves from something we're all responsible for, and a part of. people refuse to see the big picture and take responsibility. it's easier to be blinded by the shit handed down for consumption. or media.<br />it's easier to blame it all on the politicians, instead of doing something about it.<br /><br />but who am i to preach. i'm contributing nothing to neither mankind as an evolving species or the system we've created. i am just an observing leach. but hey, it's my life. so.. fuck it!<br /><br /><br />/end 'pointless-rant-of-randomness'fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5481430388684830037.post-77426296327529226892008-12-05T17:41:00.003+01:002008-12-05T17:59:09.971+01:00it's hard to be a prophet and still make a profithow you do that?<br /><br /><br />finally got the passport. so now i'm free to leave the country! nice. spain is gonna schprak the schprak. we're leaving on the 21st.<br /><br />and due to robin being stubborn and "believing" in his ideas, i now have 2 books to write. i'm gonna start with robins suggestion. it actually sounded great when he told me idea so :)<br /><br />this evening will probably be spent at gustafs. just gotta convince the mighty mother to lend me her car, which is not an easy task.<br /><br /><br />line up the prejudices, and execute them.<br /><br /><em>DKNY aint what makes you fly..</em>fred olssonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11128625485951073377noreply@blogger.com0