Category: nothing

stuff siggimus isn’t bothered to call anything else

  • finally

    saw bowling for columbine

    while some of the criticism is right; he is sensational & poses a lot of unfair questions to some, but it’s still good to see charlton heston (put his vest on) squirm

    doesn’t have many good answers, but the questions are excellent

    gives one things to ponder

    dis dude knows how to make a documentary

    can’t wait to see fahrenheit 911

    & should watch elephant again

  • hmmm

    lazy as fuck

    still managed to clean house a bit

    shoveled out of bonnie’s cage, vacuumed a bit, filled a few garbage bags

    place still looks a godsawful mess

    maybe what siggimus needs is a small bomb & a fresh start?

  • man in black

    so will you please say hello to the folks that i know?

    tell them i won’t be long!

    they’ll be happy to know that as you saw me go

    i was singin’ this song

  • eeeeek!

    while having sworn an oath that not one of the (approx 500) pics taken last night would be made public until certain conditions are met on behalf of certain women, siggimus has, of course been known to lie and cheat when it suits him!!

    this picture is taken today 😀



    mind you, this is not what siggimus looked like last night
    so it’s more like semi-cheating?

    anyhoo, it was a night like no other; around 20 consenting adults decide to first grow beards, then intentionally and with eerie purpose shave off everything but the upper lip

    upon arrival, men were photographed twice before being allowed into the apartment where they were met with sweet notes from a violin & the occasional pluck of a guitar string

    some had put a great deal of work into the accompanying costumes, while others, e.g. siggimus, didn’t do more than absolutely necessary, & others (sibbi!!) didn’t even wear a fucking costume!!

    so, after this perverse game had gone on long enough, all of the above strutted over to nearby ölver, for some karaoke

    the other inhabitants didn’t seem to mind the invasion too much, & some of the chicks, being impressed by the size of siggimus’ equipment, actually struck a pose & begged him to shoot

    when dey all got together on stage, crooning ymca, siggimus ran about extremely professionally & filmed the event

    so, all in all a pretty good night

    ps: dem pictures won’t be made public unless a sizeable donation is made to charity

  • ugh!

    were siggimus not siggimus, siggimus might just shoot siggimus

  • :{|

    it’s finally upon us

    the moustache party is tonight, so siggimus finally gets to shave after 3 weeks of wild growth

    what horrors can siggimus sculpt with his facial hair?

    stay posted!!

    mayhap a pic or two will find its way here…

  • mmmmmm 😀

    uffa

    dey rock da house

    frank black (or is he back to being black francis again now?) is, simply put, a genius

    santiago excellent

    lovering reminded siggimus of animal

    & the former mrs. john murphy (currently back to kim deal)!! that voice!!!

    siggimus would swim around in boiling cheese if that voice told him to…

    tried calling stefanv in stockholm

    no idea whether he answered…

  • 30 mins!!

    well

    probably something like 1-2 hours until the pixies…

    but still!!!

    😀

  • wtf!!??



    ain’t dis what you call adding insult to injury??

    right wing fucking singles?!!?

    dis thing is seriously messed up 😐

    if siggimus had any say in the matter, dem people wouldn’t be allowed to breed!!

  • again!!

    so, after work, old man grétar is bid farewell after aeons of service

    even though it’s just 2 days since most of dem partied together, de thirst is mightier than most things

    so, dey all cruise back to m’s place, to tromp about in dirty boots on the freshly washed floor from the last party.

    wiskey was forthcoming, of course 🙂

    the beer was possibly a bit too forthcoming; a point of intimacy seldom reached for less than kr. 5.000 per hour was attained, with girls going into stuff you can do with showerheads, boys being embarrassed to no end by just this description & den embarrassed even further when asked if he had ever tried the showerhead himself…

  • busy schedule!

    just the thing for siggimus; being invited to 3 parties after having been flogged like kunta kinte all week

    sadly has to give up chance to visit jodaz in hut again to go to 2 parties, both work related

    first jmj hosts a party, for the late humongous department siggimus used to belong to. excellent food, beautiful women, what else could a siggimus want?!?

    den off to m’s, where a birthday party was in full swing

    woooo haaaa!!!

    m was quite generous with the wiskey, so she fully deserved the present siggimus got her

    & rightly so. siggimus is quite proud of it. will try & post a pic of it one day

    so, good fun!!

  • not dead

    not quite

    just busy!!

    went away to skorradalsvatn last weekend, with jodaz, celebrating his end of exams

    bjössi tags along, a bit weary, having stayed up for some 3 days

    he’s started taking ciban to help him stop smoking, & apparently dat’s one of the side effects

    anyhoo, when it’s finally time to throw something on the barbie, bjössi goes to take a wee nap, to return 16 hours later with a wicked mohawk and a wrinkled face

    siggimus & jodaz stay up, have some beer & chat

    a feeble attempt at fishing miserably ends in failure

    den jodaz gets restless & insists dey visit a cottage where loud music emanates

    takes a bit of wrangling, but finally manages to persuade siggimus to tag along. siggimus concocts a clever excuse for knocking on their door: he brings a cup of coffee, planning to ask for sugar

    luckily, no excuse is needed, as most of the coffee was spilled on the way :/

    so, 3 dudes, at least 1 of dem is sorta filthy rich, owning dat humongous hut

    odd bunch

    so, next day, siggimus & jodaz go hunting for a swimming pool, finding one with a lot of pregnant chicks in it in borgarnes

    return to a spunky bjössi, who is growing quite thirsty

    ego & iluks join in for a sweaty eurovision party

    recipe for party, in various doses & not necessarily in this order:

    • delicious food is artfully barbecued

    • beer is vulgarly drunk

    • obscenities are loudly shouted at the female contestants (mostly bjössi screaming ‘mig langar að sulla í drusluna á ruslönu’ -those of you who don’t understand this, rejoice :|)

    • red wine is delicately sipped

    • music is fought over (when drunk, bjössi has a tedious tendency to listen to songs he likes on again & again. siggimus pointed out to him that the repeat button was intended for 2-7 year-olds & certifiably insane people only, which excludes 4 of us…)

    stir all of this into bowl & stir repeatedly until most of those present are dizzy

    ps: yeah, yeah, yeah, siggimus cheats

    or has a way of fiddling with the time space continuum…