The last years of the mudshark
Posted: January 18th, 2009, 1:47 pm
I think the last thing you heard from me was on the Lit. kicks, and it sounded something like: " I think I found the woman of my life".
it musta been 5 or 6 years ago now. i was just dumped and skinned by my wife. i got nothing and she got the boy. same story i guess, all over. so i started hangin round lit. kick, drinking a lot. but i dont think i had taken to the joint . not that bad as it was to be, anyway. i used poor my shit all over the place. still the folks there, didnt seem to mind. and i got to stay. i fell in love in there, i tryed to commit suicde, but jota stopped me in the last second. i started my writers carrer on that sight. I made love to a woman one night. we ripped our clothes off and made it on the kitchen floor. ahh... rememeber the turtle shells. she wrote that poem.
then i met KR. funny. i never thought of that. those are the same initials as in our norweigian currency.
in the year 2003 this girl slipped me a note during a local qiuz game. in this small south east n town I live in, that is not a common thing to do. it said "call me. Ive been watching you. idiot."
I sold my appartment and moved in in april. and got stuck with about 200 000 x tra. about 75 000 $. we blew it all on travellin' and different ciggarets. and we took out kids places, man. it was such a sweet start. we would sit at night and paint shelfs in different colour and substances of shades. waching tim burton movies. listening to music. her music mostly. Mike fucking Patton. kids where same age and loved eachother!
finally i got custety for him. and it was all to pretty.
the band was doing good, but she started giving me a hard time about all the rehersals. once a week. suddenly hell broke loose every now and then and i dont know. maybe it was me. maybe my hobbys, wich are plenty, my ability to grab a vacuumcleaner. could be anything. suddenly im in a relation ship where we need drugs to keep cool. and i dont want it. suddenly im in regular fist fight wich is also a new experience.
im moving out 2006. me and ma boy. now we livin in a fine little house right next to his school and 5 minutes from my... well from town.
last year i quitted playing football. I am 39. its time to realise shit.
we play some PS. chess. today i skipped rehersals and went downhilling on a board we found by some house.
well to be honest the rehersal was post ponded. this honest thing is new to me. or its been va long time. it shouldent have to be that way. women and shit. next time i ll make sure it aint.
its good to be here again. hello.
it musta been 5 or 6 years ago now. i was just dumped and skinned by my wife. i got nothing and she got the boy. same story i guess, all over. so i started hangin round lit. kick, drinking a lot. but i dont think i had taken to the joint . not that bad as it was to be, anyway. i used poor my shit all over the place. still the folks there, didnt seem to mind. and i got to stay. i fell in love in there, i tryed to commit suicde, but jota stopped me in the last second. i started my writers carrer on that sight. I made love to a woman one night. we ripped our clothes off and made it on the kitchen floor. ahh... rememeber the turtle shells. she wrote that poem.
then i met KR. funny. i never thought of that. those are the same initials as in our norweigian currency.
in the year 2003 this girl slipped me a note during a local qiuz game. in this small south east n town I live in, that is not a common thing to do. it said "call me. Ive been watching you. idiot."
I sold my appartment and moved in in april. and got stuck with about 200 000 x tra. about 75 000 $. we blew it all on travellin' and different ciggarets. and we took out kids places, man. it was such a sweet start. we would sit at night and paint shelfs in different colour and substances of shades. waching tim burton movies. listening to music. her music mostly. Mike fucking Patton. kids where same age and loved eachother!
finally i got custety for him. and it was all to pretty.
the band was doing good, but she started giving me a hard time about all the rehersals. once a week. suddenly hell broke loose every now and then and i dont know. maybe it was me. maybe my hobbys, wich are plenty, my ability to grab a vacuumcleaner. could be anything. suddenly im in a relation ship where we need drugs to keep cool. and i dont want it. suddenly im in regular fist fight wich is also a new experience.
im moving out 2006. me and ma boy. now we livin in a fine little house right next to his school and 5 minutes from my... well from town.
last year i quitted playing football. I am 39. its time to realise shit.
we play some PS. chess. today i skipped rehersals and went downhilling on a board we found by some house.
well to be honest the rehersal was post ponded. this honest thing is new to me. or its been va long time. it shouldent have to be that way. women and shit. next time i ll make sure it aint.
its good to be here again. hello.
just stay cool