<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:10:25.984-08:00</updated><category term='tarantino'/><category term='milkshake'/><category term='illegal downloads'/><category term='ellen page'/><category term='the quay brothers'/><category term='jon gustav'/><category term='how to'/><category term='silent hill 2'/><category term='torrents'/><category term='accordion'/><category term='microscope'/><category term='favorite site'/><category term='the tracey fragments'/><category term='shorts'/><category term='open jam'/><category term='muxtape'/><category term='layers'/><category term='animation'/><category term='spam'/><category term='Alejandro González Iñárritu'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='skellefteå'/><category term='fiction'/><category term='lev yilmaz'/><category term='human nature'/><category term='there will be blood'/><category term='mixed tape'/><category term='big brother'/><title type='text'>Fifty-seven Stories of the Chapter Building</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-6556520618186118931</id><published>2008-05-10T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:18:46.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alejandro González Iñárritu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tarantino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the tracey fragments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ellen page'/><title type='text'>The Tracey Fragments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/SCYpx_gGvlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QBZuXZAPanQ/s1600-h/vlcsnap-89712.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/SCYpx_gGvlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QBZuXZAPanQ/s400/vlcsnap-89712.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198888758682238546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies have over the years changed format drastically. From 46 second clips to 3 hours in only 20 years (Lumieré to Griffiths). For many decades continuation was the norm and rightfully so but after the Studio Era came to a screaching halt in the 1960's new ways of storytelling sprung out of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we, as an audience are used to getting stories in fragments free from the the usual story telling archs. All from Tarantino to up-and-coming Alejandro González Iñárritu have adopted the technique to a brand new format. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the point of this, there's this movie you REALLY should see if you are into non-linear story telling called &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Tracey Fragments&lt;/span&gt; starring the rising star that is Ellen Page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has taken the fragmental side of film making to its extreme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a torrent leecher, check &lt;a href="http://thepiratebay.org/tor/4121788/The.Tracey.Fragments.2007.PROPER.LiMiTED.DVDRip.XviD-EPiC."&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-6556520618186118931?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6556520618186118931/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=6556520618186118931' title='38 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/6556520618186118931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/6556520618186118931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/05/tracey-fragments.html' title='The Tracey Fragments'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/SCYpx_gGvlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/QBZuXZAPanQ/s72-c/vlcsnap-89712.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-6480049709470966137</id><published>2008-04-11T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:18:47.160-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Spam Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_-tD-kG5WI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SGnmsy5PIio/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_-tD-kG5WI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SGnmsy5PIio/s320/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188055579599758690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the awesomest idea ever, take the headline of recieved spam and make it into poetry. Wish I was that smart. One could think that it gets a little old after a couple of reads, but no. I don't think I could write this good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I didn’t want to hurt your feelings&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cheryl didn’t want you to know&lt;br /&gt;your breath needs help&lt;br /&gt;your weight is a problem&lt;br /&gt;you aren’t what employers are looking for&lt;br /&gt;nobody wants to hurt your feelings&lt;br /&gt;you should ask yourself&lt;br /&gt;why does anyone care about you?&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of gouging my eyes out….&lt;br /&gt;a personal letter from santa&lt;br /&gt;writ large&lt;br /&gt;let me tell your wife&lt;br /&gt;you hate to be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://spam-poetry.com"&gt;spam-poetry.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-6480049709470966137?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6480049709470966137/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=6480049709470966137' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/6480049709470966137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/6480049709470966137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/04/spam-poetry.html' title='Spam Poetry'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_-tD-kG5WI/AAAAAAAAAG4/SGnmsy5PIio/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-5224705273371111766</id><published>2008-04-01T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T05:21:47.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lev yilmaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the quay brothers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shorts'/><title type='text'>Animate.. chock!</title><content type='html'>I am a big fan of animated shorts. Everything from stop motion to coal drawings, as long as it moves and/or talks it's ok by me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I remember the first time I saw this, it was in (I think) animation class in film school. The Quay brothers makes Burton look like Hannah Montana in both talent and darkness. Be sure to check out part 2 and 3 as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Street of Crocodiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uWtaGI9zuIY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uWtaGI9zuIY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lev Yilmaz is a good example for "substance over style". His technique is simple doodles with a monotone but painfully observant voice over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tales of Mere Existence - "I'm Not Going To Think About Her"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PSdjixBTNE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PSdjixBTNE&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now but trust me, there will be more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-5224705273371111766?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/5224705273371111766/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=5224705273371111766' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/5224705273371111766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/5224705273371111766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/04/animate-chock.html' title='Animate.. chock!'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-5734907880210550868</id><published>2008-04-01T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:18:47.397-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite site'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixed tape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='muxtape'/><title type='text'>Favorite site EVER!</title><content type='html'>I've found it, my favorite site. More addicting than youtube, more awesome than myspace. It's &lt;a href="http://muxtape.com"&gt;muxtape.com&lt;/a&gt; bitches! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea for the site is painfully simple, make your own digital mixed tape and share with whoever you want to share it with. And now you might be thinking "30 seconds previews" (Facebook) or "limited database of songs" (Project Playlist) but noooo.. You actually upload your own songs from your computer (12 songs, under 10 MB). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've read this, check it out and post your muxtape in the comments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's mine: &lt;a href="http://bullybones.muxtape.com"&gt;bullybones.muxtape.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_IeL5vwwbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lBJgg6K-HKU/s1600-h/namnl%C3%B6s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_IeL5vwwbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lBJgg6K-HKU/s400/namnl%C3%B6s.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184239310885405106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-5734907880210550868?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/5734907880210550868/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=5734907880210550868' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/5734907880210550868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/5734907880210550868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/04/favorite-site-ever.html' title='Favorite site EVER!'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_IeL5vwwbI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lBJgg6K-HKU/s72-c/namnl%C3%B6s.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-6151802426692879956</id><published>2008-03-24T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:58:52.008-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silent hill 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiction'/><title type='text'>There was a hole here. It's gone now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.imabearmeow.com/therewasaholehere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.imabearmeow.com/therewasaholehere.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't already noticed, I don't have much of a direction for this blog yet. The only guideline is that everything is somehow connected or linked with or as a reference to fiction or non-reality, those are my fortes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this, stay with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-6151802426692879956?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/6151802426692879956/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=6151802426692879956' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/6151802426692879956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/6151802426692879956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-was-hole-here-its-gone-now.html' title='There was a hole here. It&apos;s gone now.'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-3202769561286070861</id><published>2008-03-20T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:18:47.721-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='torrents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illegal downloads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='how to'/><title type='text'>Various strategies of being an illegal downloader.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R-LxlpvwwaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/eCbPh8R8Eoo/s1600-h/400px-Catrinas_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R-LxlpvwwaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/eCbPh8R8Eoo/s400/400px-Catrinas_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179968150593126818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an unemployed young man my week consists of two television highlights, America's Next Top Model (on wednesdays) and L-word (on sundays).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, swedish television broadcasts these programs but always one season/cycle behind the states. Right now, Americas Next Top Model is in its tenth cycle and The L-word in its fifth season in the states. So what do I do to keep myself updated? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of ways. Let me share some of them with you, gentle reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Youtube, this is actually a last resort since I like to enjoy my favorite programs in at least decent resolution. Plus, the ten minute video length often creates bad cuts and multiple downloads. &lt;br /&gt;And it's not certain that the uploads will stay up that long since the certain networks (especially FOX) are very good at flagging and removing copyrighted material. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; There are a number of sites that collects (with help of members) episodes and movies from different video sites. This is my second best choice. The only downside to this is that these sites often gets sponsored by spamming internet sites (such as Zango) and to watch certain movies and series you need to join them. &lt;br /&gt;Another downside is that mostly, the episodes are ripped from asian networks (or fan-subbed in chinese/japanese/korean) so there's often a level of frustration watching them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of these sites: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tvliveshows.com/"&gt;TVLIVESHOWS.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www14.alluc.org/alluc/"&gt;ALLUC.ORG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; To download them by torrent (&lt;a href="http://thepiratebay.org/help"&gt;On how to download&lt;/a&gt;), this is probably the best way to watch in hi-res. However sometimes a certain torrent can be hard to find. An easy way to find a torrent of your choice is to either browse a torrent site (such as &lt;a href="http://www.thepiratebay.com"&gt;The Pirate Bay&lt;/a&gt;) OR do it more manually and google it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say you want to download the second episode of the first season of Dexter, what you do is google the term &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Dexter s01ep02 torrent"&lt;/span&gt;, this works 80 percent of the time, what to concider though doing it manually is to check if the site you find seems legit or not (this I leave up to you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;KTHXBI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-3202769561286070861?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3202769561286070861/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=3202769561286070861' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/3202769561286070861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/3202769561286070861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/03/various-strategies-of-being-illegal.html' title='Various strategies of being an illegal downloader.'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R-LxlpvwwaI/AAAAAAAAAGY/eCbPh8R8Eoo/s72-c/400px-Catrinas_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-296337605786332466</id><published>2008-03-14T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T06:47:01.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skellefteå'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accordion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='open jam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jon gustav'/><title type='text'>What I did this week</title><content type='html'>The region-finals of Open Jam was this week. This was shot during dress-rehersals and I  choked BIG TIME. But anyway, the actual show went swimmingly and I rocked it out in the end. I am act number two with the accordion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d96o2FXFL9o&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d96o2FXFL9o&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a pretty wonderful week, I stayed at Mirjam's and she was a great hostess. Hopefully we're going to have a "Kroppkaka boil" sometime soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime soon The adorable nihilist will make an apperance on the blog, he'll take on trivial things like The Bible and Death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned and be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-296337605786332466?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/296337605786332466/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=296337605786332466' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/296337605786332466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/296337605786332466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-i-did-this-week.html' title='What I did this week'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-1494370500516743320</id><published>2008-03-07T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:18:48.008-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there will be blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milkshake'/><title type='text'>Bastard from a basket</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R9IKmb34uCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nX9Y7O4kSj0/s1600-h/vlcsnap-680356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R9IKmb34uCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nX9Y7O4kSj0/s400/vlcsnap-680356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175210577235589154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Paul Thomas Anderson&lt;/span&gt; latest modern classic (I've said this after watching ALL his movies, give me some cred eh?) &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;There Will Be Blood&lt;/span&gt; and I can't come up with one single negative thing about it. Mr. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000759/"&gt;Anderson&lt;/a&gt; (along with &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0004716/"&gt;Aronofsky&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0327944/"&gt;González Iñárritu&lt;/a&gt;) will be remembered as the omni-director (i.e director, screenwriter, producer) of our time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you might ask! I'll tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He has done the deed of squeezing out good (and in some cases brilliant) performances from otherwise bad actors. Philip Baker Hall, Tom Cruise, Adam Sandler and Daniel Day-Lewis to name a few. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. He found work for Emily Watson AND made her look some-what hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He made a three hour long opus about the cock TWICE (Penis &lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dHgpqLr0La0"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_n2IVF9a2IA"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. He can take pretty much anything (A dumped organ, A Rain of Frogs, A line like "I drink your milkshake!") and make them work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. He leaves in goodies for movie-nerds to find, it's like wheres waldo of cinema (There Will Be Blood was a beyond the grave blowjob to Kubrick).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen it yet, you haven't seen it. &lt;br /&gt;And if you take your movie tips from a blog you shouldn't see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"DRAINAGE!"&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-1494370500516743320?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1494370500516743320/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=1494370500516743320' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/1494370500516743320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/1494370500516743320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-drink-your-milkshake.html' title='Bastard from a basket'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R9IKmb34uCI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nX9Y7O4kSj0/s72-c/vlcsnap-680356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-1548091682696138093</id><published>2008-03-07T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T12:28:33.507-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='human nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big brother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='microscope'/><title type='text'>Under the microscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.air-water-nutrition-healthsmart.com/images/live-blood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.air-water-nutrition-healthsmart.com/images/live-blood.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and this other person can really get on eachothers nerves. Don't get me wrong, we love eachother and all is well with a little kiss and cuddle but still.. We can push buttons on eachother and once in a while we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew this from before that I have the ability to really get under peoples skin. I seldom used my superpowers for evil but it was there. I knew how to dissect the many different layers of the persons personality and get to the core. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Social layer:&lt;/span&gt; Many dear friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Outer layer:&lt;/span&gt; Pretty and fashionable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mental layer:&lt;/span&gt; Intelligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's review this person. He/she has many friends. Why? The person is good looking and intelligent, that draws people to him/her. Because the person is very social he/she spends alot of time NOT ALONE. Human nature tells us that we are scared of change in our lives (of course change can both be good and bad, but for every change there will be second-guessing.). So if one were to go for the core of this person there would be two ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Core 1:&lt;/span&gt; Imply that even though the person has many friends, he/she is still alone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Core 2:&lt;/span&gt; Ask the person what he/she would be without their apperances or intellect? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT why would you ask these things in the first place? I mean, these are probably thoughts that the person already have had. The human race is good at putting themselves under the microscope before others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good way of noticing patterns and layers in people around me. It's an ability I both Love and Hate. If you know me I probably know the perfect way of either irritate you or making you feel sad. However, I don't want too. If you know me I probably like or love you too much to hurt you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame being a big brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-1548091682696138093?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1548091682696138093/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=1548091682696138093' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/1548091682696138093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/1548091682696138093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/03/under-microscope.html' title='Under the microscope'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-1180004246221598579</id><published>2008-03-07T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T06:12:52.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing down the essentials</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like to concider myself a writing man. Whenever I clean my room I stumble across poems and stories I wrote way back. Doesn't mean that I'm good at it (I leave that to my readers) but it's something I will always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big proof is that whenever I feel down or up I think about my feelings in a viewers perspective. I am a character in my view of the world. In the story of my life I can do anything. Whenever faced with a dilemma I see the stories of picking route A or B before my eyes. Will our hero choose door 1 or 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I make up my mind, this is what I do, I go through every single outcome that may come. Shape it into a timeline, make parallels of past experiences, make up the future made upon every decision I make. Process, process, process  and  in the end everything I do is a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the wonder of story-telling. Life is a story and a story is your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of stories would go lost I wasn't Raskalnikov and Raskalnikov wasn't me. In the first chapter of Crime and Punishment he counts the steps between his safe but poor students room towards the house and events that will shape him forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, that's me. I am Holden Caulfield, I am William Lee.&lt;br /&gt;And they are me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold every single outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This guy is the bomb, if you haven't you need to pick up a copy of the movie "Slam".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1llNYAlYrc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l1llNYAlYrc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my money back. I'm down here drowning in your fat. You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack. I ain't afraid of you. I'm just a victim of your fears. You cower in your tower praying that I'll disappear, I got another plan, one that requires me to stand. On the stage or in the street, don't need no microphone or beat. And when you hear this song, if you ain't dead then sing along. Bang and strum to these here drums til you get where you belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-1180004246221598579?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/1180004246221598579/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=1180004246221598579' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/1180004246221598579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/1180004246221598579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/03/part-1-i-like-to-concider-myself.html' title='Writing down the essentials'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-3473220853906897468</id><published>2008-03-07T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T06:07:44.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An adorable nihilist takes on fate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ive been listening alot to a certain song by Kent the last few days "Nihilisten" (The Nihilist). The lyrics goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You look like death, the dream's sister. With the same key around your neck. An adorable nihilist with painted black nails. You're your own Jean Duval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear you whisper about you friend who dared the leap of the bridge. In your version she becomes the heroine, as if it was a matter of courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And no, I'm not suicidal, quite the opposite. For me the lyrics are about taking your destiny on. Some people I know believes in fate, "good things will come.." , I don't believe in that. Bad things will mix with good things and the only power you have to have any say in what happens is to "do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people who've told me that god has a plan for me.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that speak against the idea of "free will".&lt;br /&gt;Of course I dont believe in either fate or free will. I believe that we're locked and sealed in doing what our hormones want. We eat, we sleep, we have sex and we love because our bodies tells us to. I am happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing in fate is letting go for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's say that the idea of fate was proved to be correct. The idea of law and moral would lose its meaning. I could murder someone and call myself a "victim of fate". I could eat myself fat and demand insurance because I had no say in what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, of course, is an extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm done for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-3473220853906897468?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/3473220853906897468/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=3473220853906897468' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/3473220853906897468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/3473220853906897468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/03/adorable-nihilist-takes-on-fate.html' title='An adorable nihilist takes on fate'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51331122988795389.post-5574018698257509261</id><published>2008-03-07T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T06:06:28.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backdrift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lenneer.se/sida/blogg/pictures/kent_tts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.lenneer.se/sida/blogg/pictures/kent_tts.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              &lt;p class="blogContent"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I've been forced to trail backwards these last couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;And today I'm having a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can, if I want to, go back but what is the point? Right? It would lead to a table, on top of a table, on top of a table.. and on the last table there are photos, used tickets and pounding fists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who says I play with every word in my mouth, every thought in my mind. And I do. We both know it. His words are different, pure but dull with a fact backing up every sentence. He says that I'm a bag of salt, explains how water can't get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still snowing. It snowed yesterday. I hope it won't snow tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;You can't back up words like "hope".&lt;br /&gt;So he tells me not to use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this isn't about him, it's just that the past has a way of distorting facts.&lt;br /&gt;The way that memory plus memory doesn't make another memory,&lt;br /&gt;he told me that there isn't a thing called a unique thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it doesn't matter but this is what I'm carrying around on my sail of canvas I'm dragging behind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my room there are two bookshelves, not a single book bought after I was born. And everytime there's a picture I hear how much alike we are. I think it's time to buy my own books. These just wont give me anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this simile for a friend. Imagine a tunnel that you're digging. Your will to do so is stuck in the past, your goal is burried in the future. Living for "now" is a lie lie lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could go back, but I wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/51331122988795389-5574018698257509261?l=57stories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/feeds/5574018698257509261/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=51331122988795389&amp;postID=5574018698257509261' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/5574018698257509261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/51331122988795389/posts/default/5574018698257509261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://57stories.blogspot.com/2008/03/backdrift.html' title='Backdrift'/><author><name>Jon Gustav</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16743325866965527132</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YrJqrg9xcdo/R_uqSZvwwdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rZpxZ6bY-0E/S220/n642575364_4454.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
