"Life is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So you're stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there's nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while there's a peanut butter cup or an english toffee but they're gone too fast and taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits of hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts. If you're desperate enough to eat those, all you got left is an empty box filled with useless brown paper wrappers."
Ia skriver ju visst. Men det finns en annan blogg om det, och det behövs inte två. Faktiskt.
Så den här bloggen handlar inte om att skriva, utan om allt annat i mitt liv. Jag har en fil.kand i litteraturvetenskap och jobbar på min fil.mag i litteraturvetenskap och lite samtidigt min fil.kand i engelska, och denna blogg handlar därför mycket om plugg och böcker, men nästan lika mycket om film och annat skoj.
I am Yoda-.
A venerated sage with vast power and knowledge, you gently guide forces around you while serving as a champion of the light.
Judge me by my size, do you? And well you should not - for my ally is the Force. And a powerful ally it is. Life creates it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us, and binds us. Luminescent beings are we, not this crude matter! You must feel the Force around you, everywhere.
