Blast it all to hell!

I'm sorry, but I just couldn't do it. The Norwegian, pink, stupid celebrity blogging I mean. But I do find it a bit disturbing that the minute I changed my blog to pink and started writing about my breakfast and my clothes in Norwegian, I started making money on it.

But at the same time I really stopped enjoying it, so I changed it back. From now on I will be true to myself and only ever write about depressing things and obscure Syfy shows, unsigned indie bands and books you've probably never heard of.

Gooooo emo blogs with no readers!!!

I don't care, nobody understands me anyway. I'll just go hang out in the shower while listening to Skunk anansie really loudly so no one can hear me cry.

Wow, it feels really good not having to be perky anymore!

Why do I even keep this blog? It's ridiculous that I've managed to keep it more or less up to date for...what, three years now? Bloody hell, I should just quit and focus on writing a book instead. I think it's the 'no pressure'- feeling I truly enjoy. Hardly anyone reads this, and I can write about whatever I feel like, no thread, no purpose.

One long, annoying rant about nothing, just like a Coldplay song.

Now go away, do something useful, I'm going to watch Nevermind the Buzzcocks and eat stuff until I pass out on the sofa.