australia

so today started with a resumed search for cigarette filters but to no avail. got roped into smoking and watching the discovery channel and talked about jellyfish at the smoking club where i learnt that i can't remember if this happened yesterday or the day before. my older cousin was going to the gym to train so i thought id pop by, rode bikes and rowed for 45 minutes, then spent the rest of the time drawing guys with muscles escaping their body in an attempt to flee while the testosteronians strode around me through the small doorways built for mortals.

so it was my cousins big plan to take me out. we went to the "most happening place in odense" which turned out to be an australian themed club.. with 7 dollar vbs and 2 dollar heineken, tv screens in the corners constantly looping videos of uluru and kangaroos shitting. it said shielas and blokes on the toilet doors and mate written on everyones eyes.

anyway some people are really good at foosball, i mean really good. this one dude did ball handling moves before he set up his own crosses.. he sleeps inside a pole. i lost my older cousin but the younger one was still around. i can't figure out the word to describe the response to the way i dance here. they think im superfluous. anyway i ended up leaving with some lovely danish people, and we talked crap for hours at one of their houses. (the houses here rule, like houses from storybooks).

next day a girl named rie who steals peoples faces and confines them to her sketchbook took me to her house. it was out in a little village sort of thing about 20 minutes bus ride from odense. everything was green with rolling hills and family type dogs everywhere. the sun was hot