Venus as a boy

So, ive been digging björk all morning.
"His wicked sense of humour
Suggests exciting sex
His fingers focus on her
Touches, he's venus as a boy."
1. gets up at 12.00.. noone else is home(yay!), turns Debut on the hi-fi. go to bath
2. gets out of bath(cd half done).. going outside(wearing a towel) to get something from the freezer in the garage. just got inside, so my neighbough didnt see me nearly naked. old man
3. eat lovely breakfast and chillin, looking foward to take a nice walk in the cold winterweather(cd done)

thats a complete and nice morning.

i just came home from my daily walking-route around the neighbough-hood. its so freaking cold outside, that you cant even imaging! my lips get scratched, destroyed and start bleeding when the wether is so cold. but my hair, just get more dark-red instead of orange. looks pretty beautiful.
While walking i realized that im talking, maybe, too much to myself. well sometmes its a good thing, i'm getting things like more in order.
this week has been like working-sleeping-working-sleeping-working-sleeping, so its nice to have a little break from that. i got the next week off.
im so much looking foward to week 9, where im gonna work in a big big theatre in inner copenhagen. im gonna stay in one of my friends apartment while working there.

Now im sitting here looking outside the open window(love my window. it can be opened totally). Somehow my brain think its summer outside. it must be the completely blue sky and the sun shining. I can just feel the smell of cold beer from last summer. feel like getting one now, but im freezing too much.
better close the window and the computer for now.

x ronja