"That human existence should repeat itself, well and good, but that it should repeat itself like a hackneyed tune, or a record a drunkard keeps playing as he feeds coins into the jukebox…"
Stanisław Lem, Solaris
Laypeople get a bad rap. After all, they do know how to get laid, as opposed to specialists.
Look over your shoulder for the paranoiac in you.
How the fuck did I get this lucky?
Divorce: love’s labour lost.
Because of a partly implemented metric system, British serial killers are even more gruesome than American ones.
Name your son Rubbert.
I have to go read.
The chill that spreads inside you when you think of the most boring person you ever met, and wonder if you are that to someone.
Jag tycker ändå inte synd om kungen. Jag tycker synd om människor som svälter, lever i misär, saknar möjligheter. Inte om kungligheter.
