Archive for august, 2007
tööd on vaja teha selle asemel hoopis. orav olen, see rattas variant. täna kusjuures radikate alt üppas üks orav välja, ütles tere mulle aga pikalt tsättima ei hakand, sügise värk, peab käbisid pilduma.
aga üks teine jutt mul hoopis. forgotten sunrise‘i anders ehk beats from the vault sarja dj 4-got-10 teeb nüüd r2-s oma saadet, röntgeninimelist. [...]
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bftv in tartu
i’m currently considering to possibly attend. for there are peoples in tartu whom i have not beheld in many a time, and which sort of a mistake should be amended. plus, i have here this offer from maarja to do stuff with my hair. i fear hairdressers now, what with the last hack [...]
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where have all the movies gone…
olen siin vahepeal üritanud igast vanu ja õu-mai-gaad-sa-ei-olegi-seda-näind-vä filme vaadata, suht palju saasta olen seega näinud. mad max 1 oli koerasitt ja mad max 2 koerakaka. what’s eating gilbert grape’i ei viitsind ma lõpuni vaadata. supervixenseid ka mitte. terminaator ei olnud ajale absoluutselt vastu pidanud. ma ei tea, kus on kõik head filmid ah?
richard linklateri [...]
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aeg jälle muusikat soovitada
brother love – summertime
nii, ja nüüd ma ütlen teile – te peate selle loo tõmbama ja seda kuulama ja kui te enne pole ühtegi minu soovitatud lugu kuuland või teile pole ükski meeldinud siis no lihtsalt kuulake seda lugu.
brother love website
brother love @ myspace
ps. mul on kuskilt kettaruumi vaja saada. vot mitte kuskilt [...]
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you know public transport?
one of the not nicest things there is?
take a bus on a hot summer day like this and tell me you want to touch anything in the bus. tell me you want to fondle the rail that has been sweatted on by hundreds of people a day. tell me you want to stand/sit next to [...]
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i cannot believe that the last haircut that i had was so horrendous, that i’m still waiting for it to grow out at places. a real hack job.
and i have to nibble at it with scissors at places.
and it’s been over two months.
fucking harvey and anita.
fuck.
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and usually i say no. because, and i’ve said it before, liverpool is a fucking shithole. but today i realised that i do miss something. and that is english.
like proper english. because every time i hear estonians (or any other non-native speaker for that matter) speak english, i cringe at every mistake and error. i [...]
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for cookies? or candy? i think i need one. i wonder what kind of dining set defines me as a person?
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