Where's the kid with the chemicals?

Ladies, gentlemen... I have discovered the miraculous upload/download sites. They allow me to post songs I want everyone to hear. It's probably super illegal but HEY you guys don't know who I am.

Here's a Bright Eyes song, filled with angst. Yummy. It's going to be like... Dagens Visa, remember that old thing? It was in the kiddie shows, like Björnes Magasine. A little kid stood in front of a camera, wearing an ugly red shirt, saying, "Hi my name is Angelica I'm going to sing a song it's a nice song it's called Broder Jakob it's about a boy his name is Jakob and he's somebody's brother I have a brother too but his name is Johan I hate him." Then some poor person would begin strumming a guitar and the child-person would sing the goddamned song out of key and everything. Anyway, this is Dagens Visa. Download and listen, for maximal pleasure. Not out of key, no. Not more than necessary for dear Conor.

I asked your name
You asked the time

Now it's two o'clock
The club is closed and we're up the block
Your hands on me
I'm pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out

Gosh, he knows how to write, the boy.

But you
You
You write such pretty words

Right, so, I'm clearly in denial about school. When I had a week off in February I barely studied at all. Now I have to study like, a lot, and I still only have one week to do it. Great.

Maybe it's the weather. Sunny and blue skies. Maybe it's because I had a good make-up day. I don't know.

Okay whatever. Stay tuned for more Dagens Visor! I'm so smart for thinking of that.