driving home from a friend yesterday night i heard a song on the radio:
i allready know who you are, i allready know your name, what i want to know now is how many centimetres you can take. is there room for a negro, is there room for a negro, is there room for a negro? (translated to swenglish by me)

at first i didn't understand. then i did. i must have been tired, because i thought it was quite fun.

sasoh had been at my friend's place all day, to play with his girlfriend leya while i was in a meeting. and in the evening i watched tv (miiillions of channels to chose between:) with two tired pups in my lap, while the human part of the family celebrated the end of school and the beginning of the long summer break (i want to go to school too, so i can have a 9 week vacation!!). when they came home we had strawberries and cream and cookies and talked and gossiped and then we looked at the baby-rabbits and then it was late and i went home and heard the weird song.  ¶ 9:59 AM