Yeah, well, last Sunday it happened. That fucker Edge, the Rated R Superstar, won the TLC match against Undertaker on One Last Stand. Edge was crowned the new World Heavyweight Champion and Undertaker was banished from the WWE, supposedly never to be seen again. They say that you cannot kill what doesn't live, and that is why I am sure we will see him again before we know it. I hope he is returning as the American Badass/Big Evil again, 'cause that's the coolest version of the Undertaker.
In other news, my parents are in Spain at the moment, and they have been there since Wednesday. They'll be returning home later this evening, but that's OK. I'm about to run out of money anyway.
Humm. This weekend I began working at Bakeriet in Hokksund, a nice little bakery in the middle of town. I've basically been tossed around by the other people that work there, but I will soon learn to do things myself, and then the mandolin will get a different sound, baby.
Martina was here Friday and Saturday, and we had some barbecue-stuff along with small amounts of alcohol. Very cozy indeed!
But right now I'm running out of things to say, so perhaps I'll finish now.
May you forever sell buttscratchers wherever you may find your own.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
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