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Monday, February 25, 2008

Ratexla's poetry 1998-2007

Yeah, well... YOU'RE UGLY!!!!!!!!!!11

Maple signs
A maple leaf fell on me
I took it as a sign

I woke up in a pile of maple leaves
and took it as a sign

A huge maple tree fell over me
and crushed me

I died happy

Eating on air
I turned my TV on
There was a program about cannibals

I switched the channel
to see a snake eat a rat

And then I watched a scene in Patient X
You and some bitch were in it, btw

1 planet
2 languages
1 ratgirl
21 years
2 continents
1 ratboy
0 common sense


More, more!
If I say I'd like to see more of you
It might very well mean
that you should be more on that TV show

But it most likely means
that you just should be in some bed
where I wanna see more of you :-P~

I've been in such pain all day
and it doesn't seem to go away
(rhyme! hihi??)

First of all I woke up with Da Pains
and realized that if I met you
we wouldn't be able to do it

And my sore throat made me understand
that if I saw you
but you didn't see me
there would be no way of making myself heard

But the worst pain was in my soul
as I thought of the fact that I would
never meet you or even see you
Never see you and absolutely never meet you

Wrong guy
You're 7500 kilometers away
Before I existed you'd had a million girlfriends
Your lover is a model
50000 women worldwide want you badly

So what!

We're only 8000 kilometers
9 hours
21 years apart

As a dreamer I like the word "only"

In the morning I got in a bad mood
Because someone did force me out of bed too early

At school I got mad
Because my teacher was a bitch

I wasn't expecting to get murderous
as I went to bed

But you weren't there

I hate fall
Everything's dark
Cold rain

Was what I wrote 2 years ago

Last fall
You came to me

I wrote
I love fall
The red maple leaves make my world a better place
The dark is good to hide in
And we get to fuck in peace

This fall
You're leaving

I repeat:
I hate fall...

If I ever wanted to know the color of your eyes
I'd have to
stand close to you
put my arms around you
feel your body close to mine
and maybe make you lie down
so that I could see your eyes

Too bad! :-P~

I went out naked in the rain
and thought of a city
and of someone there

Didn't freeze.

In case a nuclear bomb would kill me
In the middle of the night
It’d be nice if you knew
You'd been the last person I thought of

When the sun is blocked by the powerful
and the spotlights are blinding

I want you to know
Down there in the darkness
The truth is resting

Real thing
Listening to one
Looking at another
Talking ’bout the third

While thinking of you
And following your dreams

Damn this
Fuck that
To hell with him

Bless you

Blind SOAB
I want you to see me

I’m the rat in the hole in your wall
The cop behind the magic mirror
I’m your guardian angel

And I want you to see me

So I see
I’m invisible, right?

I’m pretty good at
sitting in front of you
looking sad
asking quietly for attention
without you noticing

Well then I guess I could just as well
call you morons
shoot your grandmas
and burn to death
without you noticing

When you die
Don’t RIP

I’ll be there
Snoring by your side

I *heart* Nick
Nick rules
YS + NL = True

My love was a crime
that made the cops get me

Like the tiger you are
Like a wild cat
You came

I wanted you to be mine
Like the wild cat you are
You belong to no one

I loved you
Like the wild cat you are
You never loved anyone

You began to walk away
Like the wild cat you are
Your life will never change

My life changed;
I died
Who the hell can live
without a heart?

Mini-saga about vacation of some kind
The poor high school class
had to go to a
really boring kind of place.

One courageously broke out and
fled west on a stolen
Arabian thoroughbred.

LA glistened under the setting

Natasha became a big movie
director and her old enemies
choked on their sour beer
back home.

Mini-saga: The last day
On the last day I
went and told the evils
to kiss my flowery ass.
They tried to catch and
kill me, only to discover
- the following second - that I
was already on the next
plane to Out There. I
laughed and waved all the
way to the Bermuda Triangle.

Change of heart
There were lots of those loves first
Only one was to last
I expected a burst
but I’d learned from the past

After three years’ obsession
my whole world lay on thee
a secret possession
and a mission for me

I felt too safe to care
when I cared about him
My heart lay all bare
when the bolt made me dim

Smell of blood
Our seagulls party hard as hell
Some fishers reach the shore
The teachers find no soul to bore
In June life CAN be swell

As temps race up into the sun
I leave the movies’ night
I’m one of few within the light
Where freedom lets you run

Along the river roars the bus
I scream, ”Speed up, speed up!”
Can’t wait to get there, to THE TOP
I’ll get him, just because

Two green eyes flash when I walk in
They light up Goblin’s Hat
A crazy gaze, acknowledge that
I yell, ”You’re mine, Joaquin!”

River watching
By the darkening river
his brotherly talk gives in
His tongue moves on to wilder grounds, her skin
Cool fluid makes her shiver

With flesh like red hot Inca gold
he makes her rich, he should be told
She turns away her aching eyes
to spot the dove, it greets them twice

Through jungle, across glowing desert rocks
she clings to him, a mass of raven locks
A long fall into a emerald mine
She’s broken, dies smiling in their starry shine

Rise and shine
With him in the straw
and the sound of a river
a kitten’s soft paw
and the trash packed with liver

They watch from the outside
The cat’s now a cheetah
Their souls rush on worldwide
But he slows down to meet her

The memory’s bitter
Yet sweet as his kisses
It’s the lightning that hit her,
the dreamworld, she misses

The rules
In the gold of the sun
or the milk of the moon
Whenever I meet him
I will act like a loon

In the skin of a lamb
and my guts filled with bird
A single mistake
and he won’t say a word

I will mention my bro
while we stare at the river
He will throw up the tofu
and scream, ”You’re chopped liver!”

If the list of these rules
fly right out of my pocket
He won’t think it’s sweet
Only flee like a rocket

The stable door closes,
a new gate will open.
He staggers behind her
to the shape in the shade.
She embraces his neck, it’s thin,
and weeps in his mane, it’s gone tangled.
She takes off his halter
and he takes the last leap.
He hears the sound of his hooves on new grass,
not the gun shot.
He sees the sun rise, and the dew.
She sees it set.
He can feel clear water fill his belly,
the cooling she feels is his blood.
The final sigh in her face
becomes his first song through morning mist.

Trapalanda (in Swedish, what harm can it do)
Stalldörren stängs,
en ny port ska öppnas.
Han stapplar bakom henne
till gestalten i skuggan.
Hon kramar hans hals, den är tunn
och gråter i hans man, full av tovor.
Hon tar av honom grimman
och han tar det sista språnget.
Han hör sina hovar mot nytt gräs,
inte skottet.
Han ser solen stiga, och daggen.
Hon ser den sjunka.
Han kan känna klart vatten fylla honom.
Kylan hon känner är blod.
Den sista sucken i hennes ansikte
blir hans första sång genom morgondis.

The thunder last night was hard
but I greet you and forget it.
You tell me you’re sorry
for making the decision for me
for asking me to leave
and to sleep.
You can’t feel my pain.
All I do is hope
that you’ll let me sink in peace,
to the darkness beneath the surface.
Hot tears hit my nose,
shaky hands stroke my face,
I cradle in soft arms and listen.
We will take a walk,
go to bed,
meet my friends.
Your voice blends into my dream
until there’s no more dream.
I’m suddenly there.

Jacob (Swedish version)
Åskan i natt var svår
men jag kysser dig och glömmer.
Du ber om förlåtelse
för beslutet du fattar åt mig
för att du ber mig gå
och ber mig sova.
Du kan inte känna min plåga som jag.
Allt jag gör är hoppas
att du låter mig sjunka ner i ron,
till mörkret under ytan.
Heta tårar träffar min nos,
darrande händer stryker mitt ansikte,
jag vilar i mjuka armar och lyssnar.
Vi ska ut och vandra,
vila tillsammans,
möta mina vänner.
Din röst flyter samman med min dröm
tills drömmen upphör och blir verklig.
Jag är där till sist.

Mitochondria (in the spirit of possibly computer-generated song lyrics. Really.)
What would I do without you
When I’m tired, you get me through
You’re always there for me
As if I’m greater than the sea

You keep me good and warm
I could never do you any harm
For as long as the sun will shine
I know you will be mine

You give me so much power
And live in every bird and flower
You keep me from dying
For you I will always keep trying

I'll cut your heart out with a spoon, he promised
And like all the other times in his life when he did something right
He kept his promise.
Only the spoon was too sharp
Too pure
Too flawless
For her to feel.
Used with such skill
She didn't stir once
Until many years later
When she due to lucky chance
Had the spoon pointed out to her.
She stared in disbelief
Her eyes rolled back
Her tongue rolled out
The DVD shop owner's brand new convertible rolled on.
And he only smirked with the spoon and her heart
In his hands
Hiding one face or a hundred of his
And did his job as he had done all along.
At petrol stations
In misty dungeons
On the cloud next to God
Carrying people through the silver rain underneath
That slithered through her brain.

I stand on the shore
tasting the wind for grass and smoke
A sallow moon rises to ripple in black
Less brilliant than that by which I was blinded
two nights past the vagabond desert star
No brighter than those moons I’m waiting to see
Two twin moons covered in unthirsty violets
Hiding now behind the rim of my world

I run to the end of the world
To the daisy meadow
I claw at the daisies in the meadow
And I stretch my aching flesh amongst the daisies
And roll around in the daisy meadow
Begging for daisies to sully my clothes
Eating some daisies with raging delight
The heat wants my death by sunshine
between proud stiff daisy stems
Still daisies fill my senses and my little daisy vase
Not until night do my tears water salty shrivelled daisies

Their god
Said to possess that bush-burning power
He looks over all the cubicle walls
Calls attentions
And they lean into his extended arm
That points out all around
What he shows them
Panoramic essences of truth and decay
At whose end the bush is burning
Having brought about its own ignition

Heroin sweet
I imagine pure and infinite love. Love
that is every particle in the universe and
fills each of one’s love receptors. Each. The
universe holds no vacuum, for
it has become a black hole of love. Still
it retains its size, is blinding, and
lets one touch every corner. You
are expanding with love, the
universe with you. Only
this love has value. Love
intense as a panic attack, agony, exploding
heart, suffocation, spinning
head, vertigo, ascending
human body, scream. Love
that says yes to snot, shit,
puke, piss, saliva, mucus. The love
gazes smilingly at pain, disease,
mutilation, noise, depression,
poverty, collapse, addiction and
untimely death.

The brain's pearly rough surface and
the lion's scraping tongue have
torn asunder a spot of my
skin, showing raw red meat and white
bones beneath. His shell is long
removed, the distance between our
ulcers only glassy screens. It will one
day, many nights, cease to be. Our
bloods are exchanged as one cares for
the other, trust for trust. Closeness
in thoughts and time until space is
traversed and he gives us everything.

Group hug!
All is a stormy vortex of black
sand circling, through dark yellow dying
light, a glistening man, our
final sight, one last shore to
grasp in lingering human hands. Our
blood went. What we once sucked for
life died. Now only the wait for
a winter remains. We
shall fade and not know the
next explosion as light for a
time returns. Eyes
close from what we never wanted to
see coming. Arms feel him solid in our
grip still. Against
walls of hearts beat echoes firing the
battles we went down fighting. Pulses
slow while we wait, nay, rest with
him, hearing, feeling, inhaling
scents and sharing unseen
kisses of sweat and pearl gray and
lips now smoky.

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Saturday, February 23, 2008

Ratexla's unprofessional & not very annual Oscar... non-bets

Con commentz. Carin may herewith consider her wish for a certain review granted (it deals mainly with pants and slaughter videos).

Best Motion Picture of the Year
-Atonement (2007): Tim Bevan, Eric Fellner, Paul Webster
-Juno (2007): Lianne Halfon, Mason Novick, Russell Smith
-Michael Clayton (2007): Sydney Pollack, Jennifer Fox, Kerry Orent
-No Country for Old Men (2007): Ethan Coen, Joel Coen, Scott Rudin
-There Will Be Blood (2007): Paul Thomas Anderson, Daniel Lupi, JoAnne Sellar

+This is starting out well as I HAVEN'T SEEN ANY OF THE FILMS IN THE MOST "IMPORTANT" CATEGORY. That means they have nominated the wrong movies. However, I read about There will be blood yesterday and, uh, it's about oil and stuff, in the olde days. Still it reminds me of Nine Inch Nails' newer work. :D

Best Performance by an Actor in a Leading Role
-George Clooney for Michael Clayton (2007)
-Daniel Day-Lewis for There Will Be Blood (2007)
-Johnny Depp for Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2007)
-Tommy Lee Jones for In the Valley of Elah (2007)
-Viggo Mortensen for Eastern Promises (2007)

+Cuz Johnny was working with Alan & Sacha... Well, nothing wrong with Johnny either. I'm surprised I'm not obsessed with him. Aaaaaaaaaand I HAVE seen Sweeney Todd! Flashback to Earthlings.

Best Performance by an Actress in a Leading Role
-Cate Blanchett for Elizabeth: The Golden Age (2007)
-Julie Christie for Away from Her (2006)
-Marion Cotillard for Môme, La (2007)
-Laura Linney for The Savages (2007)
-Ellen Page for Juno (2007)

+Cate is my fave among these! Elizabeth I II is on my gonna-see list, even though I didn't get shit of the first one. *bites into another flax seed*

Best Performance by an Actor in a Supporting Role
-Casey Affleck for The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford (2007)
-Javier Bardem for No Country for Old Men (2007)
-Philip Seymour Hoffman for Charlie Wilson's War (2007)
-Hal Holbrook for Into the Wild (2007)
-Tom Wilkinson for Michael Clayton (2007)

+Um, yeah, Into the wild is on my will-see list. I just gotta read the book first. After I've read 64 other books. I heard that it's about/for the kind of people who have read too much Jack London (my fave piece of fiction is THE CALL OF THE WILD!) and Henry Thoreau (my fave piece of non-fiction is THE FUTURE OF LIFE, WHICH CONTAINS A CHAPTER ABOUT THOREAU! I also wanna read Thoreau's book about civil disobedience. Dunnask. :D ). The background story sounds like something I would have liked to do when I was 12 and suicidal...er. Who is Hal Holbrook? This was a tough choice since Casey Affleck is rumoured to be best buddies with my fave piece of mankind, JOAQUIN PHOENIX!

Best Performance by an Actress in a Supporting Role
-Cate Blanchett for I'm Not There. (2007)
-Ruby Dee for American Gangster (2007)
-Saoirse Ronan for Atonement (2007)
-Amy Ryan for Gone Baby Gone (2007)
-Tilda Swinton for Michael Clayton (2007)

+Fuck it, let's get Cate another one.

Best Achievement in Directing
-Paul Thomas Anderson for There Will Be Blood (2007)
-Ethan Coen, Joel Coen for No Country for Old Men (2007)
-Tony Gilroy for Michael Clayton (2007)
-Jason Reitman for Juno (2007)
-Julian Schnabel for Scaphandre et le papillon, Le (2007)

+The one I'd most like to see in this category cuz... I've briefly attempted to imagine such a life.

Best Writing, Screenplay Written Directly for the Screen
-Juno (2007): Diablo Cody
-Lars and the Real Girl (2007): Nancy Oliver
-Michael Clayton (2007): Tony Gilroy
-Ratatouille (2007): Brad Bird, Jan Pinkava, Jim Capobianco
-The Savages (2007): Tamara Jenkins

+I have seen a few minutes of Ratatouille... (In Swedish, alas.) Rats rule. The Juno trailer actually sounded terribly promising, but seeing how it's from the anti-death lobby... (Yeah yeah yeah, I know it officially ISN'T... *puts recycled Al foil on head... or somewhere else*)

Best Writing, Screenplay Based on Material Previously Produced or Published
-Atonement (2007): Christopher Hampton
-Away from Her (2006): Sarah Polley
-Scaphandre et le papillon, Le (2007): Ronald Harwood
-No Country for Old Men (2007): Joel Coen, Ethan Coen
-There Will Be Blood (2007): Paul Thomas Anderson

+AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Again, seen none. The one that's supposedly from the pro-imagination lobby, then.

Best Achievement in Cinematography
-The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford (2007): Roger Deakins
-Atonement (2007): Seamus McGarvey
-No Country for Old Men (2007): Roger Deakins
-Scaphandre et le papillon, Le (2007): Janusz Kaminski
-There Will Be Blood (2007): Robert Elswit

+I have seen... THE TRAILER! It could be good, right. Cinematography in one's head.

Best Achievement in Editing
-The Bourne Ultimatum (2007): Christopher Rouse
-Scaphandre et le papillon, Le (2007): Juliette Welfling
-Into the Wild (2007): Jay Cassidy
-No Country for Old Men (2007): Ethan Coen, Joel Coen
-There Will Be Blood (2007): Dylan Tichenor

+A London-Thoreau thingy can't not have BRILLIANT EDITING!

Best Achievement in Art Direction
-American Gangster (2007): Arthur Max, Beth A. Rubino
-Atonement (2007): Sarah Greenwood, Katie Spencer
-The Golden Compass (2007): Dennis Gassner, Anna Pinnock
-Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2007): Dante Ferretti, Francesca Lo Schiavo
-There Will Be Blood (2007): Jack Fisk, Jim Erickson

+Mmmmmmmmmmhm, it had pretty nice art direction I guess... When does this list end, I'm relatively unobsessed with movies at the mo.

Best Achievement in Costume Design
-Across the Universe (2007): Albert Wolsky
-Atonement (2007): Jacqueline Durran
-Elizabeth: The Golden Age (2007): Alexandra Byrne
-Môme, La (2007): Marit Allen
-Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (2007): Colleen Atwood

+Alanpants... Sacha...pants or whatever... Johnnystripedbathingsuit... Thanx.

Best Achievement in Makeup
-Môme, La (2007): Didier Lavergne, Jan Archibald
-Norbit (2007): Rick Baker, Kazuhiro Tsuji
-Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End (2007): Ve Neill, Martin Samuel

+The one with the bloke with eyeliner/eyeshadow/it's one of those/I should work in an evil bimbo makeup shop and fail to endorse animal-tested shit! Sooty-eyed blokes, though... See also: Sweeney Todd, Gladiator, Trent during the Fragile era.

Best Achievement in Music Written for Motion Pictures, Original Score
-Atonement (2007): Dario Marianelli
-The Kite Runner (2007): Alberto Iglesias

-Michael Clayton (2007): James Newton Howard
-Ratatouille (2007): Michael Giacchino
-3:10 to Yuma (2007): Marco Beltrami

+Didn't he do the Vertical limit soundtrack? Which was good.

Best Achievement in Music Written for Motion Pictures, Original Song
-August Rush (2007): Jamal Joseph, Charles Mack, Tevin Thomas ("Raise It Up")
-Enchanted (2007): Alan Menken, Stephen Schwartz ("Happy Working Song")
-Enchanted (2007): Alan Menken, Stephen Schwartz ("So Close")
-Enchanted (2007): Alan Menken, Stephen Schwartz ("That's How You Know")
-Once (2006): Glen Hansard, Markéta Irglová ("Falling Slowly")

+Happy working song sounds like shit (title-wise, I ain't heard it)... So close, however, sounds closer to Closer, the classic Nine Inch Nails tune we always used to sing during Kindergarten assembly... No, of course we didn't, for that was in the EIGHTIES, SILLY!

Best Achievement in Sound
-The Bourne Ultimatum (2007): Scott Millan, David Parker, Kirk Francis
-No Country for Old Men (2007): Skip Lievsay, Craig Berkey, Greg Orloff, Peter F. Kurland
-Ratatouille (2007): Randy Thom, Michael Semanick, Doc Kane
-3:10 to Yuma (2007): Paul Massey, David Giammarco, Jim Stuebe
-Transformers (2007): Kevin O'Connell, Greg P. Russell, Peter J. Devlin


Best Achievement in Sound Editing
-The Bourne Ultimatum (2007): Karen M. Baker, Per Hallberg
-No Country for Old Men (2007): Skip Lievsay
-Ratatouille (2007): Randy Thom, Michael Silvers
-There Will Be Blood (2007): Matthew Wood
-Transformers (2007): Mike Hopkins, Ethan Van der Ryn


Best Achievement in Visual Effects
-The Golden Compass (2007): Michael L. Fink, Bill Westenhofer, Ben Morris, Trevor Wood
-Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End (2007): John Knoll, Hal T. Hickel, Charlie Gibson, John Frazier
-Transformers (2007): Scott Farrar, Scott Benza, Russell Earl, John Frazier

+Was it Compass that enchanted Carin so greatly, or was it Enchanted? I'll just take my chances with Compass. *shrug* Though Johnny Sparrow is visually tasty.

Best Animated Feature Film of the Year
-Persepolis (2007): Vincent Paronnaud, Marjane Satrapi
-Ratatouille (2007): Brad Bird
-Surf's Up (2007): Ash Brannon, Chris Buck

+I made a mental note to see Persepolis... I think... and if I could find it after it finished its 3-second run in local theatres. That is. Rats still rule, but they also don't need me support because they've got Disney now. There there.

Best Foreign Language Film of the Year
-Fälscher, Die (2007) (Austria)
-Beaufort (2007) (Israel)
-Mongol (2007) (Kazakhstan)
-Katyn (2007) (Poland)
-12 (2007) (Russia)

+Poor Borat-victimised Kazakhstan.

Best Documentary, Features
-No End in Sight (2007): Charles Ferguson, Audrey Marrs
-Operation Homecoming: Writing the Wartime Experience (2007): Richard Robbins
-Sicko (2007): Michael Moore, Meghan O'Hara
-Taxi to the Dark Side (2007): Alex Gibney, Eva Orner
-War Dance (2007): Andrea Nix, Sean Fine

+Only one I've heard of... And I do wanna see.

Best Documentary, Short Subjects
-Freeheld (2007): Cynthia Wade, Vanessa Roth
-Corona, La (2008): Amanda Micheli, Isabel Vega
-Salim Baba (2008): Tim Sternberg, Francisco Bello
-Sari's Mother (2006): James Longley

+... ... ... I'll just pick the oldest movie. Perhaps it's unfairly struggling if it needed 2 years to get recognition. If only the same attention would be given to some of my struggling faves. *weep*

Best Short Film, Animated
-Même les pigeons vont au paradis (2007): Samuel Tourneux, Vanesse Simon
-I Met the Walrus (2007): Josh Raskin
-Madame Tutli-Putli (2007): Chris Lavis, Maciek Szczerbowski
-Moya lyubov (2006): Aleksandr Petrov
-Peter & the Wolf (2006): Suzie Templeton, Hugh Welchman

+Someone among the NIN.com blog comments have been nagging about a walrus, which is my fully legitimate reason to, uh, place my bets on this movie.

Best Short Film, Live Action
-Om natten (2007): Christian E. Christiansen, Louise Vesth
-Supplente, Il (2006): Andrea Jublin
-Mozart des pickpockets, Le (2006): Philippe Pollet-Villard
-Tanghi argentini (2006): Guy Thys, Anja Daelemans
-The Tonto Woman (2007): Daniel Barber, Matthew Brown

+That's some Nordic title. Root root.

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Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Unimportant notice

Hem hem.

The lovely Link Orgy will from now on sit permanently on top of this blog like a gargantuan Adsense.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Truth challenge

Challenged by Carin way back!
-Link to the one who challenged you.
-Tell 7 truths about yourself.
-Challenge 7 people at the end of your post.
-Leave a message to the ones you challenge.

Me 7 truths:

~I could faintly smell chloride or NOx in the comp room just now. What?!
~Sitting still like this for most of the day doesn't make me feel tip top.
~The current song in my head is Niggy Tardust by Saul Williams. *COUGH*follow link*COUGH*
~On my paper rounds this weekend I was more tense and jumpy than usual due to having read Creepy Pasta on Friday afternoon. +O
~Later I thought I could smell kerosene in the comp room. 'K.
~There are 66 books on my wanna-read list at Facebook.
~I like making lists. Yeah.
Uhhh... The usual then... Lo, Sarah, Darktroll, B you've got a blog, right? And some strangers... Hehe, I assume some of you will read this. :p

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Saturday, February 09, 2008

22 Billion Triggah Happy Monkeys = image collection

+If you would like to use any photo outside your own computer or wall, please ask me first! Thank you! :) E-mail: yoze83@yahoo.com
+Most of the photos were taken by me. The rest are used with permission... pretty much ;B
+Some links do not yet exist, because: a) Yahoo Photos died on 20-Sep-07, b) I'm waiting for my Webshots account to grow, c) I hate Kodak Gallery. Luckily, no one will miss anything. :D

Various animals
Various dogs
Ellen the cairnterrier
Various horses
+Arabian show in Munkedal (21-Jul-2002)
+Gothenburg Horse Show 2003
+Gothenburg Horse Show 2005

+Icelandic horses competing in Säve, Sweden (4-Sep-2005)
+Ponies jumping in Billdal, Sweden (12-Mar-2006)
+Sören, feline friend
+Zorro, cat cousin
Dissection of spiny dogfish

Lake Louise & other spots in Banff NP, Canada
+Vancouver, Canada
+Gotland, Sweden
London, England
Paris, France
Glasgow, Edinburgh & Stirling, Scotland
Tallinn, Estonia
Stockholm, official capital of Sweden
+Fungi, lichens & various aliens

+Almost meaningless album unless you're a Nicholas Lea fan
"Harry Potter & the Prisoner of Azkaban" London premiere
"Harry Potter & the Goblet of Fire" London premiere
"Harry Potter & the Order of the Phoenix" premieres in London & Gothenburg
+Robbie Williams live in Stockholm 2003
Robbie Williams live in Gothenburg 2006
Celebrity collection

Vegan cuisine
+My art
+Light of night
+Seen downtown
+Yoze galore
+Yoze World

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