My harddisk died last week. I have nothing left of all the things that mattered. Art, photos, stories, lyrics, music - it's all gone. I feel so empty.

This week is the easter holiday in Denmark. The strange thing is, it doesn't feel very holiday'ish at all. I feel like I'm rushing from one thing to another, and the only thing I would really like to do was relax. I want to lie on my couch, watch Cabaret with Liza Minelli, read some EA Poe, write all the songs I promised people to write, and more important, all the ones I didn't promise to write. I want to eat chocolate and drink coke, and in the evening, have a nice, good time dressing up and getting drunk.

Well, that's not how it is. I'm doing a lot of things that I want to do, I just don't have the time to enjoy them. But tonight I will have a great time at a party, wearing my new awesome red coat/dress/thingy and drinking JAGUAR - the most amazing russian cult-shaker-ish drink - it tastes like candy, and consists of 9% alcohol!

Now I'll try to clean my room, and maybe somewhere in the mess, I will find some extra holiday.

.Maya