I was writing it. I was, indeed. That was just another fucking compilation and then she called and this world turned allbright and smart and ass-free. Hell. I meaqn, shit. I mean, we were too drunk. I mean indie-rock and last.fm and Mary and Katrine and me and all that stuff. I was not the first once again. The only boy around and a coward. Me, the sucker.
- The company's no company without you, Steve.
She made my day, I guess, I can say she made my life.
That's the final speech. The very final speech at the university. The one everybody has to make so as to graduate or...
Whatever.
I'm going to fuck it up.
I'll fuck everything up. I'm a pro, I already did that.