Tuesday, December 26, 2006

 

Bang Bang

I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.

Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"

Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.

Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang.

Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...

/Nancy Sinatra - Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)/

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

 

dienas citāts

salabots nav. toties tagad nestrādā vispār!

Saturday, December 09, 2006

 

Choose Life

Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family.
Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars,
compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good
health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed
interest mortage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your
friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a
three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing
game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose
rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable
home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up
brats you spawned to replace yourself.

Choose your future.

Choose life.


Trainspotting - John Hodge

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

 
if i'm dumb, it's 'cause I think too much
if i'm dumb it's 'cause I talk too much
I can't shut up

/King Creosote - Just After 11 She Lef/


or something like that... :)

Saturday, September 23, 2006

 

DimanC - WTF?

mācos, vācu literatūru maģistra darbam. šai nodarbei pa vidam iemetu savu vārdu Google's meklētājā. WTF? šausmas- esmu bez vārdiem...
"esmu gote" - nu psc....
"piewelk wiss melnais..." - pie tam vēl pokemons!!! es jau nezinu, varbūt viņi visi tā raksta...


kāda mārrutka pēc šitāds niks? pie tam google viņu atrod ātrāk nekā mani.

ESMU SAŠUTUMĀ!

var jau par to visu pasmīkņāt, galu galā pasaule pilna ar johnny'jiem un sk8erGirl'ām, bet līdz šim uzskatīju, ka esmu vienīgais (vismaz iekš LV), kurš saucās šādi...

bērnišķīgi, ne? :D

Saturday, September 09, 2006

 

dažreiz es esmu rupjš

es šite nerakstīšu to, ko biju domājis rakstīt. zinātāji lai vienkārši noklausās PND dziesmiņu "Ei, Tu skaistā meitene" ;)

Thursday, August 31, 2006

 

Divi Ati (?Aši?) un ATAšiene

Kārtējais nenozīmīgais uzraksts uz šīs virtuālās sienas. Tā sagadījās, ka Atim un Atim bija atvaļinājums, un Atis ierosināja doties uz laukiem rakt kartupeļus, un Atis piekrita. Kaut kā tā. Pasākums bij izdevies, manuprāt.

Kartupeļi - garas vagas.
Alus - dažas pudeles.
Brīvais laiks - sabalansēti daudz.
Melnā pirts - melna.

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