I think I've just found my dream car. Now, I'm not the kinda guy who gets all worked up about big engines, 20" rims, pimped out interiors or automobiles in general. But ever since I've gotten my driver's license, I've been wanting a Jeep Wrangler as my first car. Either that or a VW Kübelwagen. Since the latter is kinda hard to get a hold of and I'd be pretty much fucked if something went awry with the block – I don't know shit about that stuff – I'd rather settle for something 'safer'. A couple of days ago I found out that since 2007 the Wrangler comes in a four-door version called Wrangler Unlimited.

Seriously, I will continue living in a dump and eat greasy junk food for the next couple of years if it allows me do drive one of these babies. With white body paint and tan leather interior that is...

To welcome the new guys Stian, Åge and Alex at Bleed, we had a little gathering yesterday. First at the agency with beer, cider (for the German sissy boy...) and good ol' Dolly Dimple's pizza. And later at Revolver with more beer and weird conversations. Fun night, but I'm never ever touching that damn Snus again...

Gotta love this kid's style and flow. Especially when his skills are presenetd in such a chill way. And what do you know, he's German!
Big Whoop! Didn't know we had such talent back home.
Anyways, nice clip.

Working too much. Sleeping too little. Under pressure. Feeling 'not quite there' 80% of the time. Fucked up dreams. Heimat is crumbling. Trouble with stupid fashion mailorder services. Never ending to-do-lists. Uncertainty. Lots of change. Traces of homesickness. Too many faces. Balancing finances.

It's all a bit much at the moment.

At least there's still snow...