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draw/paint did you have any imaginary friends as a child? (ps. "****" translated to norwegian isn't even a curse word, if used as one it just sounds extremely silly and childish. Popular norwegian curse words are for example satan, hell, and horsecock. I don't use the last one particularly...

I'm a big fan of torture. As long as it's on anyone but myself.

I write for myself, it can be fun to get other peoples opinions about what I'm writing though, but I get kind of nervous when someone else reads something I've written, it's so personal! Not that I write anything about myself, but it's like a drawing or a painting I've made, only I see it the...

The spider isn't the point, the point is how he reacts to the spider and how fascinating it is to him. That is, if there at all is a spider there ;)

The spider is small.

Thank you (: The story is a lot longer though, perhaps I'll post some more of it here. ^This little part is only about the guy in the story and what he does before he meets the girl (it's not a love story). This is the girl, the pink racoon, a little later. (Kero is the guy) ... The pink...

Yes, of course. I Norway "shut up" actually means "I think there might be a racoon building a nest under my pink sink." I don't mind though, racoons are cute.

I believe that people can change. I didn't read the link, but if someone had done repulsive crimes, which were planned very detailed, then it's hard to imagine that person starting to regret and turn in to a nice human being, no matter how long he or she had been in jail. And besides, although...

mmm...multiple personality disorder...

hey Bob, you have the same name as all my dustbunnies! *points at Bob and laughs hysterically*

I read Mojo, Metal Hammer and Nemi (norwegian cartoon magazine). I also subscribe to a christian youth magazine. I am not a christian though, nor do I believe in god, but it has a little good music stuff now and then. Also, and this might seem a little blasphemous or something to all you...

Thou be greeted, human being! Your nickname reminds me of a band I love.

It's okay. I'll let it slide. For this time! You can call me umbrella, if I can call you Bob?

If I ever get married, it will not be until I am at least 30 years old and it will be with a weirdo that looks like a hippie, and who doesn't wear shoes unless he has to. Of course he will not have smelly feet, he will be very laidback and the kind of man who enjoys to pinch random strangers...

You called me umbrella before I answered if you could! That is so rude.

Hm...I woke up four hours ago. Since then I have eaten breakfast, been reading in the hammock in the shadow of a big tree. The entire sky is blue and its warm and sunny. And I also ran around in the lake-river thingy (I don't know what to call it) fiord? And now I'm going to wander around here a...

It's okay. I don't believe in seriousness anyway. Mustard? Yuck. Who would want to eat that anyway! You disgust me!

This is a part of the beginning of something I'm writing.. I don't dare to put out more than this here yet. Anyway, the story is about a boy and a girl, and a bubble. He is the purple racoon and she is the pink racoon. Not literally, though, they are human beings. (ps. Me be norwegian, I not...

I am not pissed off. Now shut up.

I have a site on myspace, my blog there isn't exactly the longest thing ever, but I'm too lazy to write blogs all the time. I write in my journal, which no other person will see until I am dead and buried. Or burnt to ashes, but I'd rather be buried, chopped in pieces, and stuffed in a little...