So my roomie went into my room while I was asleep and simply stole my computer.
I got up and said I need it back. She said that she needed the money.
"You also need a new kitchen window" I said, as I went on to trashing her kitchen.
Police got involved but I managed to escape the neighbourhood that at first had sounded so promising.
Now I sleep here and there, all my stuff is in limbo and I don't know what to do, but I still get to keep my awesome studio THE OLDEST ROOM and have rented yet another studio which is a work in progress when it comes to furnishing.
I call the new studio CELLAR DOOR, in which we do lines of coke off of the panels of my solar-powered machinegun Grief Mk.1.
The pandemic is still roaring outside so the people that were supposed to help me with the final touches with Kyle's Apartment is not allowed in so the print-ready edition is now simply hibernating in a box beside me, but the work together with Mother on Ulsa continues, and tonight we released a new musicvideo with an online premiere for it.
The song is called Överlevare, swedish for Survivalist, you can find it above. The video was hell to create and I nearly burned myself to death greenscreening the fire, and have now indebted myself for hiring the church it was shot in.