problems

Problems with the CSS in explorer....odd, idiotic, hellish...and even firefox seems to hate me now

Update!

The first pages of the 1st chapter of The Hellion is at last posted! Check it out either clicking the "book"-button in the upper right corner or typing/clicking: http://the-hellion.blogspot.com/


Note.
The page is still under construction.

Day Of Defeat

The day of defeat has come, it was unavoidable, but I did my best to prolong my youth -all 365 days! It's hard to believe, but that's the honest truth.

All questions raised today had a thin red line through out: how does it feel getting on step closer to the final frontier? Will this dawg ever be able to learn new tricks, or is it too late for me...Well, honestly I have no clue what so ever. Now, turning 24 years is not very special, not like turning 18 -allowing you to drink, buy smokes - or turning 20 - allowing you to buy alcoholic beverages. No, turning 24 is everything but special -I'll get in to clubs where the age limit is 24 perhaps, but that's all folks....and maybe that's good, no new rules of life -my lifestyle can stay the same. I've had myself a few more tallboys since last year and I'm still beard-less. I've had my fair share of girls the past year, but like post-its with bad adhesive - they fall off fast. And still going strong with no drivers license. What the 24^th year of my life will unravel is an exiting thought; will I evolve to an alpha male finally?

Reminiscing, listening to Cake and smoking Lucky Strikes last night brings back "the good old days" just in time for this post. Hanging out at Ariman, lazy days in the skate park or grilling in St.Lars, high school where I was “Mest närvarande på frånvarolistan” (roughly translated to more present on the absent list –doesn’t sound as good in English as in Swedish). And of course the undying memories of celebrating my birthday with you guys years ago -hammered on whiskey and marängsviss (meringue feat. whipped cream feat. chocolate sauce feat. ice cream), both which still are hard to devour. Even though life was good before and I perhaps will pay dearly "for youthful magic moments", life still is enjoyable -I'll "rock on completely with some brand new components" for another year at least. (Cake - rock n roll lifestyle btw) I didn’t know what I wanted to become then or what would happen in the near future, and it’s still the same. Some things never change, while other things do.

The offering of grateful homage in words, pictures, food and company have touched me deeply in places not suitable to be mentioned, if I still were a minor you'd get imprisoned.

So, thank you all for your acts of worship!

Bombtruck rules!

7,5 hours left

Okay, with a few hours of sleep behind me and a strong cup of coffee, I'm back. It's the a few hours left and the spirit of a new birthday has settled in -you know the stomping sensation, like when someone is poking you with a stick and doesn’t quit. Lucky me the internet still can entertain me with comic strips, like wulffmorgenthaler (with a nefarious beaver) or penny-arcade. I've got a lot of things I should do, but my tiered brain deprived every attempt -like calculating the relative power between an hydrogen or atomic bomb and the almighty sun (note to reader: I've never studied physics and I’m no math genius). So if anyone knows the answer I'll buy you a beer or equivalent beverage, just post the correct answer or solution.

One Fierce Blog Template

I'm remodelling my little shack...don't know when it'll be finished...but I'm closing in to my vision.

A new feature is on the way!
An online novel with the working title "Hellion" that will be updated weekly (check out the button "Book" in the upper right corner.

So, fear not
and do not distress
even though I'm caught
in css
my blog
will soon be ready
Now, this old hog
have to go, it's beddy-
bye-time
OMFG, I can rhyme

...and Dice called our game brown?!

Before I present the conculsions of the "dip-experiment" I would like to say thanks for a great weekend and party. I'm happy that so many friends and foes could come. A big-up to all of you!
And with that said...on to the experiment, an experiment in living. As you all know by now, to survive the harsh northern parts of the world you have to have a lot of hobbies. Well, I don't have that many to keep me active 24/7, so....




One morning, with a massive hangover and just chillin with my friend that visited us here up north, I realized a "dip" (of the brand Göteborgs Rapé aka Gothenbourg Rape) was well placed on the wall right above my head where I sleep.





I predicted it sooner or later would drop dead from the wall due to its location. I sleep wildly and the location makes the "dip" very exposed to a long list of different gases, tempuratures, preassure, etc. So as a true scientist and boored human I didn't remove it to see for how long it'd remain there. And so the weeks past on until the 7th of october (when the party took place) and it finally had to be removed with force so that no one would be upset! Conclusions that can be made: The Gothenbourg Rape it's a good tasting adhesive.

Another thing....
Dice thought of our game to be a bit too "brown", well exuse me, but what would you call yours?



















and btw....Battlefield 2142 wasn't all "that"
Sorry, Im fuckin disapointed.

Well, Why Not?

Well, as I was finishing up my latest essay for school tomorrow and tried to save it. Microsoft Word crashed, and the following error msg was presented:














(click for bigger pic)

Now what the hell does this tell me?