a [boring] saint

two days in a row, i've done a 10km run instead of the usual 5km. if i can do ten, i feel like a slacker if i only do five... mind you, i do feel fucken fantastic.

man, i gotta stop this shit soon, or i'm going to turn into an all good, nice and boring lil angel girl. angels like that have nothing juicy to write about, not even mentioning creating from. to be even mildly interesting as an artist, you just can't be all healthy and stabile. fuck that.

"a successful artist has to be either [a] an alcoholic, [b] crazy or [c] gay."

good ole finnish adages just know it all. i think i'll aim for all three, just to be safe...

dun worry bunnies, i should be back in black if i get to helsinki on saturday. there's a very promising piss-up and i'm more than tempted to drag my arse there.