Roy studies English.
Roy likes rock music.
Roy supports Arsenal.
Roy doesn't read much, but still claims to have better taste than most people.
Roy has too much spare time.
Roy also likes Glasgow Celtic.
Roy's first language is not English.
Roy lives in Denmark, but doesn't have blond hair.
Roy enjoys movies as much as the next person.
Roy sees a lot of movies, but still claims to have better taste than most people.
Roy is for some reason not Roy's real name.
Well, eh, I can't really walk around pretending to be the only Local H fan in Denmark without posting this. I'm really looking forward to hearing what they're up to this time, it's probably a safe bet that it'll be rock n' roll and not too artsy-fartsy. The way I like it.
After a very lengthy fight, and me getting this close to throwing my computer out fom the 2nd floor, I finally give up. I have been defeated by blogger. Earlier today, I had my ass kicked by a scanner which after scanning a couple of pictures refused to work anymore. (I didn't break it, just for the record...), and now stupid blogger refuses to do what I tell it, even though I have given it very easy instructions. Bastard! I wanted to add two links on the left side of the page, but apparently that is impossible right now. Maybe I'll make it work later.
In a sudden attack of narcissism I for some reason decided to create a photo album with pictures of me and some of my friends. For now you can find it here. One "cool" feature about the photo album is that when I write ass, it automatically blurs it. Another feature is the guest book, if you decide to write anything in that - be nice, eh?
The other link that I for some reason felt I had to share is Kristian's new blog. For anyone who doesn't know, Kristian is also one of the guys who do the school magazine. Between Kristian, me and Anders, the plan is to steel so much from each other, that we will end up with 3 identical weblogs, only with different designs. Well, actually that'll never happen since Anders supports Gillingham.
Last night I got to experience what it feels like to be an attractive girl. Well, almost. I don't exactly know what was in the air yesterday, but everywhere I went last night guys were buying me drinks and beers, mostly beers - I am a guy, left and right. We went downtown at midnight, came home at 5AM and I didn't have my wallet out once, and it's worth noting that I got pretty drunk. All in all it was a good night, even though I'm paying the price today. Right now all I'm capable of is eating tortilla chips, drinking Coke and listening to my old Gangway album. For those not aware I'll just say that Gangway is by far the best Danish pop band ever. If you havn't already done it, go buy Compendium by Gangway and see why they are so much better than Junior Senior, Carpark North, Jupiter Day, The Raveonettes and all the other "next big things".
Tonight is the national game between Denmark and Rumania. Unlike some other people I quite enjoy national games because it is a chance to see a lot of my favorite Danish players that I don't usually get to see because they don't play in Denmark or England, and a lot of them are not first team regulars. Unlike Denmark, who've actually got a rather good squad these days, I think the English team is somewhat underwhelming (read: crap!). Perhaps this guy is one of the reasons. I don't really understand why Sven would choose two Liverpool strikers when, quite obviously, they're bound to do about as much damage as a waterballoon in Iraq. But then again I reckon that even Carlton Palmer could to an okay job against Lichtenstein.
Finally, here's the story of a guy who did what we all secretly dream of doing, and no he didn't give John Arne Riise a nice punch up the bracket or shag Kylie, he travelled back in time and made a load of money on wall street. If you don't believe it just remember, If it on the internet it's gotta be true!
Kristian, who hasn't gotten his act together and started a blog yet, recently talked about how I neglected my blog, and how my entries were somewhat sporadic. Obviously this had to change, there are afterall at least 2 faithful readers out there, so the least I could do was to make regular entries. So it is written, so it shall be done! So here is a little timetable of my day today:..
3.00AM - Almost asleep, I get brutaly awakened by the sound the guy living upstairs throwing up in a bucket. He's a complete bastard, by the way.
3.05AM - Stops laughing at bastard upstairs. Falls asleep again after a while.
7.15AM - Gets brutaly awakened by my back-up alarmclock, after having succesfully ignored regular alarm for 15 minutes.
8.15AM - Goes to a lecture on The Island of Doctor Moreau (which I didn't read), and Kafka's Metamorphosis (nope, didn't read that either.)
8.30AM - Starts looking for possible ways to escape, but ends up staying for 2 full hours. Makes healthy decision not to attend anymore classes today. Back to bed for me!
11.30AM - Once again brutaly awakened, this time by a guy offering me a job at the place I used to work - I say yes because I'm broke and a corporate whore.
1.00PM - Realizes that I have no money, no food and lots of time on my hand, so I take a bus home to the parental units, only to realize that they don't have any food either. So I'm basically alone in a house, with no money, food, cable-TV. The horror!!!
1.15PM - Bored out of my mind. Hits rock bottom - Starts doing my laundry. Spends rest of day on couch watching the 2 channels awailable, wondering if I just made a huge mistake...
This kind of living, I guess, is the reason I don't update more often! I did however manage to find this mildly amusing link today, so enjoy - and may the force be with you....
214 hits on my counter! - International superstardom lurks right around the corner! Mwuhahahaha!!!!!! I do of course realize that 214 hits isn't exactly astronomic figures compared to for example Google or Yahoo, but it's still pretty good considering I didn't think it got any hits, and it really has little interest to anybody who isn't me. But enough with the false modesty - I'm gonna be rich, rich, RICH!!!!
Springtime finally seems to have arrived, which is frankly doing wonders for my mood. Arsenal are back on top, where they belong. Tonight they'll play Chelsea, a game which can go either way, but history says we have a pretty good chance of winning. And following the Gunner's rather dismal form of late, just remember that the Chinese have the same word for crisis as for opportunity
As those of you who read my brother's blog probably already know, we had a pretty excellent Sunday, with Arsenal beating Everton, going to the Nada Surf concert and hanging out with the singer, watching the Oscars, which kinda sucked, but in an okay way. The only downside was that I was in absolutely no state to leave my room yesterday...
Today the weather is excellent, as i hear it was yesterday, the first new version of our school-mag is out, (so if you study English in Aarhus, make sure to pick one up!), and then of course this didn't do anything to damage my mood either.
On Saturday Denmark will play Rumania, and Denmark haven't got a right back. Well they actually kinda do: The only player who has ever been dropped from the national team based on one miserable game - Thomas Rytter. As it says in the article (in Danish): If you can bring your boots, you can play right back! That game is gonna suck like a hoover caught in a black hole.
That's it for me today - remember to cross you fingers and hope for Jeffers tonight.
After what can best be described as a rather awful period as a football enthusiast, I would like to say a big thank you to a Mr Thompson and a Mr Hartson for bringing a glimmer of hope and joy into my tiny wee bitter football heart. After watching Arsenal draw against Chelsea and Roma, and then lose to Blackburn and Valencia, I was beginning to doubt that there was any justice in this cruel world. And then... BAM - Celtic kick all of Liverpool's collective ass. On Anfield. In a game where Liverpool should just get a 0-0 to go through. Oh sweet justice! After I saw the first leg I was sure that Liverpool would play it safe and go through to the semi-finals, so I'm very pleased right now. Afterall, the only thing better than a victory, is a victory against Liverpool or United!
Recently there has been a lot of talk about Arsenal's problems in the defence, and I've said time and time again that we should buy Martin Laursen from AC Milan because, even though he looks a bit dorky, he's pretty fast and an excellent header of the ball, which is pretty much what we need in a centre back. And now of course he's being linked with a 1 year loan to Spurs (in Danish). He says he wouldn't mind living in London for a year, so if my logical sense doesn't betray me, he wouldn't mind moving to, say, Arsenal? And surely a guy who's fighting for his place in the national team would rather play for a team that is certain to play in Europe every year than, say, a team whose star attacker is an 80 year old wanklord of former Man U fame, whose name in some circles is synonimous with cunt? Well, that's just the way I see it anyway...
It's always nice to see that Danes can keep up with the best of them.For once I'm not talking about football, but about the international stupidity-contest that is going on right now. America obviously took a headstart, since they always seem to know just how to proudly flaunt their stupidity. Then one day a proud Dane said "I will no longer serve pizzas to people from France and Germany because they don't support the war." and the Danes were in the contest. Obviously this meant much rejoicing in the US, because it showed just the right mixture of stupidity and patriotism, and the Pentagon ordered a large Pepperoni with fries to be FedEx'ed. With another effort America decided to up the ante, also to further humiliate those evil tree-hugging, piece-loving French bastards, and decided that french toast would no longer be called french toast but freedom toast! The Danes were shocked. What could they do. Well obviously the only thing stupid enough to keep us in the contest would be to throw red paint at the Danish primeminister while screaming "you've got blood on your hands!". We are all very excited to see how the Americans will react to this!
Had I been the PM my initial reaction would have been some thing like: "Well, actually it's not as much blood as it is red paint, and you should know 'coz you just tossed it at me, you sad, pathetic, stupid, daft, cuntish pile of steaming hot donkey poo!!!!!" What a fucking stupid fucking thing to do. What a retard. You would think that people in this day and age would be able to find a more dignified way to protest against a war, than throwing red paint. I'm really impressed by the level of sheer stupidity.
I'm actually not in that bad a mood today as you might think. As I'm writting this I'm watching United losing to Deportivo, and though it doesn't matter much, it's still a defeat. I've said all along that Arsenal can't win the Champions League, so even if we lose tomorrow, and I will be dissapointed, it'll mean we can focus on the league and FA cup which I would much rather win again. Even though, to be honest, the prospects are looking a bit crappy. But when it all comes down to it, there might be more important things going on tomorrow than football...
I don't know about you, but I've been in a bloody bad mood all day. Well atleast since the last post. I've managed to do absolutely fuck all today, tried to read some stuff for tomorrow, watch a bit of Simpsons and the highlight of my day/evening was when I decided to go buy some cigarettes and went out for a bit of a walk. But alas, it's still a bit too cold for those kinds of spontanious walks, so I didn't get very far. Stupid weather!
Ever since Roma beat Valencia I've been dreading the match tomorrow, and it didn't get any better when I saw this. It appears there is a very real chance of seeing Cygan and Stepanovs in the starting XI tomorrow, which means that apart from losing the game 0-6, I will also be mocked by my poxy, Roma-loving friends (Don't tell them I said that!).
On a somewhat funnier note Rob Flynn from Machine Head finally slams Kerry King from Slayer, who by the way has always been a complete bastard. I especially love the quote: How fuckin' dare you accuse us of having no integrity?! Oh, Mr. Sum 41 video has so much fuckin' integrity now!? Shit?!
And speaking of people who have a way with words, it turns out that, contrary to popular belief, Fred Durst wasn't wrong when using the word Agreeance at the Grammys, and here's the proof. But it was still funny laughing at him - the twat!
Oh, and this headline also made me crack a smile today. And come to think of it, so did this website. But apart from that, I've been in a really really really crappy mood today!
I've had a pretty full weekend. Thursday somehow evolved from playing NHL 2002 on a Playstation 2 into serious drinking. Friday night saw 2 parties before ending up at a party at my own dorm. Saturday was the FA-cup tie against Chelsea, which featured this fantastic goal. Sunday I saw Punch-Drunk Love, which i found thoroughly enjoyable - if a bit weird. For some reason I've always thought that Sandler is funny, eventhough he makes some awful movies. Need I say Waterboy? For now though, I'd be happy never to leave my room or spend any money again.
For those of you who read Danish here is an article in which Freddie Ljungberg says he isn't gay - he just likes to dress like one. Or something. I don't really know why Arsenal of all teams get those rumours, last time it was Sol Campbell, and I don't really know who cares, but I suspect it has something to do with Tottenham fans... And by the way, I sometimes wonder how the gay community got a reputation for being well-dressed: Take a look at this guy. What seems to be the problem officer?
I recently put a counter a the bottom of the page, and yesterday it went over the 100 hits barrier, which was a pleasant surprise as I thought I was the only one who knew about this site. So a big cheers to everybody who visits.
I just saw Bowling For Columbine this evening in the lokal cinema. I was actually pretty impressed to see that it was still going, it premiered almost 2 months ago, and anything worth seing is usually taken off the program after a couple of weeks. But there was a lot of people in the theater so I had to sit front row all the way to the left. Not exactly the best seat in the house. But the movie itself was excellent. It was a weird mix of some huge laughs, some really shocking moments and a lot of thought-provoking stuff. As I had predicted, it got a bit preachy sometimes, and Mr Moore was absolutely not afraid of underlining his points over and over again. I'm not really a huge fan of Michael Moore because he always approaches a subject with a kind of black and white "I'm right, you're wrong"-attitude, and everybody who doesn't see his side of things are ridiculed. But as an european the entire subject of this movie seems so bizarre and surreal that you have to agree with him, and I did enjoy the movie very much. In my book it deserves an Oscar, but it might just be too controversial.
The Danish Music Awards have been on TV a couple of times now and though I haven't seen the entire show, because it is really a huge non-event, I have seen some of the performances, and it seems Danish music is entering a new less cringeworthy phase. Usually when we see Danish bands it is painfully obvious that they lack both talent, profesionalism, budget and showmanship of their foreign counterparts. The only Danish music to get exported succesfully in recent years has been Aqua and Whigfield, and we're all very sorry about that! With Raveonettes on the brink of playing on The Conan O'Brian Show, Junior Senior jumping to #4 on the UK chart, and impressive performances by Carpark North, Kashmir and especially Mew on the DMA's Denmark could be on the way to being the next Sweden. Or at least the next Belgium. I can't claim to be a huge fan of any of these bands, but they are definitely no worse than the crap they play on MTV. So, you saw it here first: Danish Music; no worse than MTV - how's that for a recomendation?!
So, drunken blogging? Yes? Apparently people are supposed to to hear the truth from kids or the people who are deeply intoxicated like myself. Though I have been hit by the beer virus I do not in any way pretend to say anything that should ever be considered a truth. Or at least not the truth. But the fact remains that it seems a war against Iraq is going to happen no matter what we say, or don't say. I usually keep a low profile when it comes to politics because I usually don't know enough about the subject to have a real opinion, I leave it to the the peole who are elected for those kind of things. That is the reason these guys are elected, isn't it? What really pisses me off is that guy from 60 minutes (Andy Rooney) saying that the French don't deserve the right to oppose a war against Iraq, because they so easily surrendered to Germany during WWII. What a bunch of shite that is!!!! A lot of American soldiers died while trying to preserve a free Europe, and it was a very nice thing to do. We are all truly gratefull. But a lot of European soldiers had been fighting that war for years, including a lot of French soliers who did not surrender to the Germans. And, it was more than 50 years ago.
Those people who Andy Rooney participated in saving don't live anymore, France have their own nuclaer weapons by now, and whether we like it or not, the people of France have every fucking right to voice their opinion like the rest of us. And if the majority of France says peaceful approach, then that is their view. And the same pretty much counts for the rest of the European countries. If you consider the amount of American soldiers who died in WWII to the bodycount of the rest of the nations involved you will find that while thousands of Americans died, several millions of russians died fighting the Germans in WWII, so by Andy Rooney's logic, Russia should actually be in charge of the negotiations. What an ironic twist that would be....
I'm not really into politics, I have a tendency to dose off while Arseblogger and his diciples do their pro- Arsenal rants against the FA, but it really pisses me off when TV-shows that are shown across the world (60 minutes, Jay Leno, David Letterman being the shows I've seen) spew out pro-American propaganda. How about letting the people in the "Land of the Free" decide for themselves?
So here you have it, drunken blogging. Is it a turn for the better or the worse? I'll have no idea 'till my brother shows me how to make a "comments" thingy.... 'Till then: Hate me or love me.... or don't bother...
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