never take anything stronger than amphetamines in the morning...

or so buddy on the hæð 2. tells me.

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the effing highlights :

grizzly bear, múm (shannon, listen to)... ???, trentemöller, lonely,dear, hraun, Nilfisk, sometime, of Montreal (talked to buddy outside the 10/11 in the early AM?), and FM Belfast, who are quite fun.

other great things: (point form my soul away, i am becoming a geography student, what do you expect?)

-cutting your own hair; haggard.

- the icelandic party cycle x4 (circa 10pm-6am)

-foreigners, !!!,.... this is great in moderation, most times, but, hell.

-femmes from yellow knife

-doctors from sacramento

-biking home ..... (again with the ?)

-white wine and party cake with 9 Hungarian architects

-the island being small enough to not have to make plans to meet up with anyone, and instead being 300% certain that you´ll run into them anyways

-seeing certain people in ubiquitous space and time (closer to one of my all time favorite things)

-tequila sunrise in your pants

-more shark meat. too much amonia.

-íslenka flea markets i would set up fort in for life

-geothermal swimming with Koreans from Hungary (again...........?, is it strange too that a Hungarian delivered me into this world? and so it continues).

there is a girl from Germany who works at þjoðleikhúsið avec moi, et she working as some sort of construction apprentice, or something of this close variation, and part of her contract abroad is that she has find her own place to live, and survive on her own once she gets there, as she was not allowed to bring any money into the country, and accordingly cannot bring any money home that she makes here. crooked shiz no? only in Germany. anyway, i spoke to her for the first time today, and it turns out she´s been sleeping outside, (!!!!), although sometimes sleeps at construction sites, when they don´t lock her out, ... again... (!!!!). so... once i found this out, i told her she can sleep at my place anytime she wants, as she makes my lifestyle look extrordinarily bouregoise. i don´t know what kind of bloody german tradition this is, but, eff me.

my head is thick with thoughts.

bye.