Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Tomorrow I'm on a flight to Jordan... talk to y'all later! :-*

I only hope that my fever will go down before take-off...

Roleplaying!

If I ever doubted that I missed it, the doubts are no more.
       It feels good to be back home again.

For previous posts on this subject, see:

Post # 1: http://darthzal.livejournal.com/60848.html
Post # 2: http://darthzal.livejournal.com/61020.html



In the land of Hyrule, Ocarina of Time era...

After having spent a few hours trying to drown each other in the lukewarm water of Lake Hylia and some more hours pillow-fighting and ingesting more bourbon, Zaion and Zalan collapsed in the sofa at Zaion’s cottage. 

                      “Zschalan, you’re mah bessccht friend”, Zaion asseverated as he fell asleep.

                       “Zschaion, you’re an intoxschicated and de-hicc-prived schon of filthy Ganondorf”, Zalan assured him lovingly.

 She threw another pillow at him, but it landed several feet from its target – and besides, the filthy son of Ganondorf was already snoring loudly. Only seconds later, she followed suit.

 Not many moments seemed to have passed as the door was kicked in by a black leather boot. Zaion sat up instantly, banging his head against the underside of the table leaf. 

                      “Aoow!”

 A boot smacked into his head.

                      “AOOW!”

Zalan, who was more comatose than asleep, hardly stirred as three masked men gagged Zaion, hauled him out of the house and threw him onto a wagon outside. She did, however, wake up as two of the men came back inside – mostly because one of them gave her leg a slight kick with his foot.

                      “Think we oughta bring this here girl with us as well, Segi?” a voice asked and Zalan felt someone tugging at her hair. “She’s awfully blonde, right?”

                      “Oh, I don’t think the colour of her hair matters much, Samso”, the man called Segi grinned. “Mr. Brown gave us orders to empty the house, now, didn’t he? As this house sure ain’t empty before this girl is removed from it. I say we bring her.” 

                      “You’re the boss, Segi”, Samso answered. “Well, you ain’t, you know, the boss, because he’s back home, but I’m sure you catch my drift?”

                      By now, Zalan was beginning to regain consciousness.

                       “Huuu”, she uttered in an attempt to curse the men. 

                      “Aww, lookie, she’s waking up”, Segi said. 

                      Something hard collided with Zalan’s head and she promptly drifted away again. Her first thought before meeting up with Mr. Unconsciousness was ‘Hey, this is not fair.’ Her second thought was, ‘I wonder what’s going on.’ Thirdly, she thought ‘Is there any bourbon left?’ Then there was no more room for thoughts.

This is what happens when you have a bad day.
     Then, after some wine, it gets better again. ^.^

I spent the whole of yesterday waitressing, because people have to eat and drink on Sundays as well. I worked with really nice people and we did good even though we were given no dinner schedule, meaning we had to guess our way through the entire night. It's kind of frustrating to gear up to carry ut 170 plates and suddenly someone decides to give a speech at that precise moment, and you have to put all the plates down and wait for better times.

But since the sitting included mashed potatoes, mashed potatoes was what we had for (very late) dinner afterwards. Mashed potatoes has got to be one of my favourite meals of all time.
      Life's simple pleasures, eh?


(Meanwhile, elsewhere; somewhere deep inside Zal's mind.)


Mentally, I was curled up in fetal position for the whole evening, hurting, hurting, hurting hurting.

Why? Because of stressing about my essay which my supervisor and instructor has not even read - and it's due today. Apparently she has had e-mail problems for, like, two months, but she didn't seem to think that she had to notify me about it.

        ...meaning everything I've done since this September is basically left to Fate. An inexorable Fate, at that. If Fate decides to play football with my essay, well, then, everything I've done since September is producing her one ball of leather. And failing the essay course may mean that I won't get a study grant this semester, which means I'll have to work my arse off or move.

And yeah, you know me. I usually don't get mad, I just cry and whimper. But this time? No, I'm not miserable. I'm fucking pissed off, is what I am. Quite dejected, too.


To make things even better, I dreamt about my grandmother tonight. I dreamt that she wasn't dead. I dreamt that she was in a home for old people.
       I dreamt that she didn't recognize me when I came to see her. Then I woke up, and I didn't know whether to be happy or whether to cry. Then I remembered that it really doesn't matter, because either way, she is still dead.

Today just isn't my day.

1. What did you do in 2009 that you'd never done before?
I went riding on a mountainbike.


2. Did you keep the new years resolution you made last year?
No, for the first time ever I failed to keep my standing promise... and so I smoked a cigarette. Now I've been there and done that and feel no need to do it again.


3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
No.


4. Did anyone close to you die?
Yes. :(


5. What countries did you visit?
Greece and Spain.


6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?
A good health and belief in the future.


7. What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory?
July 14. Granny, I will remember you forever. :(


8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Not dying. And managing to read the Twilight books without crying out in dismay even once!


9. What was your biggest failure?
Not spending enough time with people I care about; not showing them how much they mean to me.


10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Severe pneumonia.
The flu.
Two sprained fingers.
Concussion.
A small scrape on my knee due to crashing to the ground while intoxicated.


11. What was the best thing you bought?
My very first laptop.


12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
Tobias's. He actually put up with me the whole year, even though I was ill and sad all the time.


13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
Well, some people made me feel quite small, insignificant and uncapable. I don't wish to tell you their names, but I hope they feel better now that they have succeeded in belittling me.


14. Where did most of your money go?
Travelling, along with me.


15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
The film "Coraline"!


16. What song will always remind you of 2009?
Ebba Forsberg's version of Leonard Cohen's "Hallelujah".


17. Compared to this time last year, are you:

a) happier or sadder?
I feel about exactly the same, maybe slightly happier.

b) Thinner or fatter?
More muscular!

c) richer or poorer?
Poorer, but not much, considering two trips abroad and one to come.


18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
Drawing and writing.


19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
Coughing and bleeding.


20. Did you fall in love in 2009?
I was already in love.


21. How many one-night stands?
None.


22. What was your favorite TV program?
Lost!


24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
Hatred is too strong a word, but there are some poeple I've grown to dislike.


25. What was the best book you read?
Haruki Murakami's "Norwegian Wood" and "Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman".


26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
Coldplay. How could I have missed them?!


27. What did you want and get?
Time and chances to visit my niece and her parents.


28. What did you want and not get?
More time for doing things outside the student nation.


29. What was your favorite film of this year?
Coraline.


30. What did you do on your birthday?
My mother was here visiting me and we went to listen to a folk music band called "Kebnekajse" at a local pub.


31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?

Roleplaying.




32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009?

Tunics, dresses, skirts; all quite Bohemian with an ethnic touch.




33. What kept you sane?
Tobias.


34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
Bob Dylan.


35. What political issue stirred you the most?
The environmental disaster.


36. Who did you miss?
My roleplaying friends.


37. Who was the best new person you met?
I met a whole bunch of lovely people, and I'm so glad I did! For example, I met arachniaflora. :)


38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009:
Always be prepared to expect the unexpected.


39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Stuck here, in the middle of nowhere
With a headache and a heavy heart
Well, nothing was going quite right here
And I'm tired, I can't play no part

I shall begin with the easiest part of commenting on the year of 2009. The actual story of it will have to come later:


The best books read 2009:
- Bin Ladin i våra hjärtan (Bin Ladin in our hearts) by Mattias Gardell.
The first piece of course literature that got me interested in politics.

- The Terror Dream by Susan Faludi.
It almost made me want to kick certain American men in the balls.

- Norwegian Wood and Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman by Haruki Murakami.
A most brilliant author verging between reality and fantasy.

- On the Road by Jack Kerouac.
Okay, it was about men travelling around in a car and craving sex with women, but it wasn't bad.

- Nordiska gudinnor (Norse Goddesses) by Britt-Mari Näsström.
About the forgotten goddesses of the old Norse trúa.

- The Good Fairies of New York by Martin Millar.
Hilariousy funny.

- The series Vatta's War by Katharine Kerr.
The least sentimental female author out there!


The best films seen 2009:
- Watchmen.
I love Rorschach: "I'm not locked up in here with you. You're locked up in here with me!"

- Coraline.
Gaiman in 3D, Gaiman in 3D, Gaiman in 3D!

- The Fall.
A beautiful and most interesting film.

- Sweeney Todd - Demon Barber of Fleet Street.
Well, you've got to love the meat pies.

- The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.
The first Swedish thriller film in years that hasn't felt slightly pathetic.

- Låt den rätte komma in (Let the Right One in).
Another Swedish film that didn't disappoint me.

- Avatar.
Mostly because I loved the beauty of the forest.

The best exhibition of 2009:
- Salvador Dalí at the Modern Museum of Stockholm.


Best comic read 2009:
- Preacher: Dixie Fried by Garth Ennis and Steve Dillon.


Memorable trips of 2009:
- Crete, March. Because it finally killed my pneumonia.
- Spain, July. To see Santiago de Compostela was amazing.
- Österlen, Sweden, August. A place forever stuck in my heart.


The best concerts of 2009:
- Bob Dylan live in Jönköping.
- Kebnekajse live at Katalin.
- Coldplay live in Stockholm.


The best album of 2009:
- Ta min vals (Take this waltz) - Ebba Forsberg sings Leonard Cohen. The songs are translated by Mikael Wiehe.


The best game played 2009:
- Legend of Zelda: The Minish Cap.


Best TV series seen 2009:
- Lost, season 1-4.

I find it highly amusing that today is the BI(R)THDAY of both klena and crazy_megan ! Greetings go to you on your special day! Well, I don't know if it has been a special day for anyone of you, but my HOPES are it has. ;)

Also, my thoughts are with you, even though we are separated by oceans. Literally. Damn those waves.

My day has been everything but special. I got up early, I left Uppsala by train, I sat for for hours on said train, and I got off the train in Ljungby, where Mum picked me up. Then I spent a couple of hours freezing my nose off, as it is VERY COLD HERE!, and then I spent another bunch of hours working on my essay.
      Then I decided that I'm not going to take this crap anymore, because people are having bi(r)thdays on the other side of the world, and who am I to write essays when I should be congratulating said girls?

I wish I could be there and celebrate with you. But do take care, and hopefully we'll se each other again soon (Megan, come to the spring ball, DARN YOU!!).


Now, I'm not going to mope about the fact that I have to finish an essay and a home exam during the holidays, since I know that when I'm all done with those, in the middle of January, I'm going to Jordan with my mother and our friend. It will be my first visit to Asia - I'm thrilled! I just might live though the academic ordeal preceding the journey.


Oh, well. Now I'm off to bring Mum home safe and sound from a night out with the girls!

I've been doing things! I like doing things.
I've sewn an advent calendar out of red fabric for my darling, with much needed things stuffed into 24 little pockets. I've also finished decorating my home for Christmas - regardless of my well-known animosity towards this special time of year. Oh, and while at it, I made lots of Christmas cookies too, warmed some mulled and spiced wine, and arranged a special "first of advent fika" (you know, the special Swedish word for gathering and having something hot to drink and cookies and other nutritious titbits to eat) just to... cultivate my hatred. Ahem.

Okay, so I really enjoy it, except for the Christmas gifts and the red meat. But sssshh! don't tell anyone.

What else? I've been to a fancy dinner, during which I was "thanked for my services at the student nation". They served us delicious clam soup, salad with honey-roasted walnuts, fillet of veal with some kind of potatoe au gratin, and applepie. Oh, and dram, cider, wine, dessert wine and various other kinds of drinks which I did not have to a larger extent because I've become such a responsible girl. (Hell yeah.)

I've also seen two films this week: The Swedish drama thrillers The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and The Girl Who Played with Fire based on the novels by Stieg Larsson. I even enjoyed them, despite my former dislike both for Swedish films and thrillers in general. Whee! I'm getting more tolerant!

Yesterday I went to see - and hear - a Christmas concert featuring Sweden's most famous men's choir, Orphei Drängar (Tools of Orpheus), along with celebrion. Or rather, we were there to sell CDs after the concert, but the salary was a concert ticket and a CD of choice. Wicked good singing for almost two and a half hours!

Then, of course, I had to go working at my "real" job in the bar, for another eight hours, which means I could have been pretty tired when I got home in the middle of the night. But no! I was on a chocolate-and-adrenaline high. I still am.

My poor dear is feeling ill today, so I have spent my day pouring him tea and furnishing him with things to read ("The Witches" by Roald Dahl).
I guess I should spend some time working on my essay as well, or reading some course literature, but... it's Sunday. A woman is allowed some rest, now, isn't she?

...yeah, I thought you'd say so. ^.^

Yes, I know I should be writing on my essay, which is why I'm doing this instead. ^.^

Meme
1. Pick 10 of your favorite books or series.
2. Post the first sentence of each book. (If one sentence seems too short, post two or three!)
3. Let everyone try to guess the titles and authors of your books.

1. Shadow had done three years in prison. He was big enough and looked don't-fuck-with-me enough that his biggest problem was killing time.

2. I'm Tersa the Weaver, Tersa the Liar, Tersa the Fool.

3. Dinnie, an overweight enemy of humanity, was the worst violinist in New York, but was practicing gamely when two cute little fairies stumbled through his fourth-floor window and vomited on the carpet.

4. In fairy-tales, witches always wear silly black hats and black cloaks, and they ride on broomsticks. This is not a fairy-tale.

5. "So you're all set for money, then?" the boy named Crow asks in his characteristic sluggish voice. The kind of voice you have when you've just woken up and your mouth still feels heavy and dull. But he's just pretending. He's totally awake. As always.

6. Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue-green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea.

7. The primroses were over. Toward the edge of the wood, where the ground became open and sloped down to an old fence and a brambly ditch beyond, only a few fading patches of pale yellow still showed among the dog's mercury and oak-tree roots. On the other side of the fence, the upper part of the field was full of rabbit holes.

8. It was a special pleasure to see things eaten, to see things blackened and changed. With the brass nozzle in his fists, with this great python spitting its venomous kerosene upon the world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history.

9. For a man of his age, fifty-two, divorced, he has, to his mind, solved the problem of sex rather well. On Thursday afternoons he drives to Green Point. Punctually at two p.m. he presses the buzzer at the entrance to Windsor Mansions, speaks his name, and enters. Waiting for him at the door of No. 113 is Soraya.

10. The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way toward the lagoon. Though he had taken off his school sweater and trailed it now from one hand, his grey shirt stuck to him and his hair was plastered to his forehead.

I stole this meme from keeloca and bandykullan because I found it fascinating, and because I wanted to surf the net for eye candy...

Top-20 Lust List.

Ground Rules: Name your Top 20 List Of Lust, in no particular order. Your neighbour or grade school teacher doesn't count. The list can be male, female or mixed. They can be real life celebrities or characters in a movie or TV show.





James Morrison as Lt. Col. Tyrus Cassius McQueen in Space: Above and Beyond. Because he was into poetry and ancient history, and because he surely was the Angriest Angel.






Johnny Depp as Jack Sparrow. Well, in basically any role, actually, but this has got to be the sexiest pirate I've ever seen.







Anna Paquin as Rogue. You just can't touch her...






Jonathan Rhys Meyers.







Link from The Legend of Zelda series. Mmm... blond heroes.







Jimi Hendrix.







Alan Rickman. Mostly, I want his voice, but there is nothing wrong with the rest of him either. Particularly not when he's all dressed up in Snape's robes.







Alyson Hannigan as Willow in Buffy the Vampire Slayer. A wicked witch. Sometimes she's evil and skanky, and thinks she's kinda gay.






Quinlan Vos, from the Star Wars universe. By far, the sexiest Jedi ever.






Mark Dacascos.






George Harrison. The man who wrote While My Guitar Gently Weeps. Enough said.






James Arness as Zeb Macahan. One of my first TV sweethearts.






Samuel L. Jackson, the coolest man on Earth.







Kristen Bell as Veronica Mars. She's smart, she's witty, she's everything a girl needs.







Dream, Morpheus, Lord Shaper, Oneiros... a man of many names. Neil Gaiman's Sandman - tall, pale, moping and melancholic. Just as a dream should be.






Bob Marley. Oh, that smile.







Oded Fehr as Med-Jai warrior Ardeth Bay in The Mummy.






Takeshi Kaneshiro. There's this thing about Asian men...






Rodney Rowland as Cooper Hawkes in Space: Above and Beyond. So hot even Scully wanted to date him in the X-Files.






Ian McKellen as Gandalf in Lord of the Rings. The finest wizard ever born.

Yesterday, me, Tobias, John, celebrion and a bunch of other friends went out to one of the most popular clubs for students who are equipped with backslicks, fancy suits and VISA cards belonging to daddy-oh. Only we did it dressed up as punks, emos, goths and indies. It was hilarious.

I have no picture of my outfit, but it consisted of a short leopard printed skirt, shock pink leggings, black stay-ups, shock pink tank top and a black corset. Oh, and a blue feather boa.
Tobias dressed up as rocker-emo in black clothes and with blue hair, looking very smashing indeed. I managed to snap a photo of him the day after, when most of his make-up was gone. But still...! We also managed to almost get thrown out. But since that was the goal of the evening, we didn't mind. :)

I actually had FUN going out. Perhaps I'm not as old as I thought. *grins*
Yeah. We just have to do this again.



Oh, and here's proof:

Apparently, I am going to write a B essay this semester. I just got accepted to the course, so I haven't thought about a subject yet... and I have to have one ready by, well, the end this week, at least.
       It has to be related to history of religion, which greatly pleases me, being a "heathen" and all. So, does anyone have any idea? What subject should I deal with? I have to be very specific, so "Norse mythology" just won't do it. ;)

What Be Your Nerd Type? Your Result: Literature Nerd   Does sitting by a nice cozy fire, with a cup of hot tea/chocolate, and a book you can read for hours even when your eyes grow red and dry and you look sort of scary sitting there with your insomniac appearance? Then you fit this category perfectly! You love the power of the written word and it's eloquence; and you may like to read/write poetry or novels. You contribute to the smart people of today's society, however you can probably be overly-critical of works. It's okay. I understand.
Drama Nerd
Artistic Nerd
Musician
Gamer/Computer Nerd
Anime Nerd
Social Nerd
Science/Math Nerd
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And once again, my hair is brown! Okay, so nature needed a little push to help me get it back, but... still. I'm not a blonde anymore! That means I don't have to act five years younger than I am...! I say it deserves to be celebrated with a glass of wine, don't you think?
      I'm going to get me one right away. *grins*
      While I'm busy doing that, have a look at this:





Oh, come on, I've done the laundry, I've been to the gym, I've cooked meals for four days ahead, I've written five pages about Asatru, it's Friday night and I'm working the whole of Saturday evening. I think one little glass of wine will do me good. =^^=

I can't stop listening to Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah... and I don't know why.

emilsson and bandykullan both made a happy list, so I thought I'd make one, too. I agree with them - happy posts are not as common as sad posts. Why is that?
      Here's today's happy list:

1. I found two chairs for my dining table and Mum and I made them look really nice by using some nice-looking fabric to cover the old seats. I can now have breakfast at a table!

2. Yesterday I went to a great concert featuring the old Swedish progg musician Zilverzurfarn, and today I went to a concert given by a fabulous guitar player, Robert Karlsson, who is from my neighbourhood in the south of Sweden.

3. I find my new course book on Judaism fascinating.

4. I had excellent Indian malai kofta for dinner today.

1. Hur gammal är du om fem år? Närmare trettio än tjugo.

2. Vem var den sista du träffade? Den sista?! Det låter hemskt. Den SENASTE jag träffade var mamma, som fortfarande är här.

3. Hur lång är du? 166 cm.

4. Vilken var den senaste film du sett? The Return of the Jedi, extended edition.

5. Vem ringde du senast? Tobbe.

6. Hur löd ditt senaste sms och till vem? Till arachniaflora; jag undrade om vi skulle ses på måndag kväll.

7. Vad är dagens planer? Dagens planer var en tur till Stockholm och Moderna Muséet samt en shoppingrunda på stan. Morgondagens planer inbegriper en eventuell konsert på Katalin.

8. Föredrar du att ringa eller skicka sms? SMS. Jag har lite telefonfobi.

9. Är dina föräldrar gifta, sambos eller skilda? Gifta sedan väldigt länge.

10. När såg du senast din mamma? Jag ser henne i ögonvrån.

11. Vilken ögonfärg har du? Blågrågul.

12. När vaknade du idag? 07:30.

13. Har du någon gång hittat en katt? Ja, utkastad från en bil vid vägrenen, men den kom till ett bra hem till sist.

14. Vilken är din favoritplats? Vid Högarör med de småländska träden omkring mig och tid för blot framför mig, eller vid havet vid Stenshuvud.

15. Vilken plats föredrar du minst? Sittandes i ett flygplan.

16. Var tror du att du befinner dig om tio år? I en lägenhet, förhoppningsvis med en katt som sällskap.

17. Vad skrämde dig som barn? Att sova ensam.

18. Vem fick dig att skratta senast? Mamma, när vi skojade om Anders Borg och män med små hästsvansar efter att ha gått förbi honom på stan.

19. Är du för ung för att äga vinylskivor? Nej, men för ointresserad.

20. Har du stationär eller bärbar dator? En bärbar som står där den står.

21. Sover du med eller utan kläder på dig? Sover jag ensam har jag kläder på mig, för annars fryser jag.

22. Hur många kuddar har du i sängen? En. De andra tio ligger i soffan.

23. Hur många landskap har du bott i? Två, men jag har GÅTT på desto fler.

24. Har du någon gång spytt på fyllan? Ja. Första gången höll pappa undan mitt hår som en bra far ska göra. Andra gången var han bara närvarande per telefon som stöd. Tredje gången insåg jag att man kan kräkas på fyllan utan att dö, och sedan dess har jag inte sett det som en stor affär.

25. Föredrar du skor, strumpor eller barfota? Med strumpor, jag är frusen om fötterna.

26. Är du social? Inte på eget initiativ.

27. Vilken är din favoritglass? Jag äter inte glass.

28. Vad skulle du göra om du vann en miljon? Studera i lugn och ro och unna mig fler böcker.

29. Tycker du om kinamat? Ja, någorlunda.

30. Tycker du om kaffe? Nej, jag dricker inte kaffe längre.

31. Vad dricker du till frukost? Te.

32. Sover du på någon särskild sida? Ja, på både insidan och utsidan.

33. Kan du spela poker? Ja, men det är ganska trist.

34. Tycker du om att mysa? Ja, men inte för länge.

35. Är du en beroendemänniska? Oh, ja. Jag blir väldigt lätt beroende av ting, människor och koncept.

36. Känner du någon med samma födelsedag som din? Två stycken.

37. Vill du ha barn? Jag vill ha en kattunge.

38. Kan du några andra språk än svenska? Engelska och tyska, några spanska fraser och ett svärord på bangladesh.

39. Har du någonsin åkt ambulans? Ja, två gånger.

40. Föredrar du havet eller en pool? Havet, för jag badar inte gärna och där är mysigare att vara.

41. Vad spenderar du helst pengar på? Böcker.

42. Äger du dyra smycken? Nej, inte vad jag vet.

43. Har du någon gång testat narkotika? Nej.

44. Vad var det senaste du stoppade i munnen? Choklad med passionsfruktssmak, och dyrt rött vin.

45. Vem är den roligaste människan du känner? De som inte FÖRSÖKER vara roliga.

46. Välj ett ärr på din kropp? Lillfingret som hängde på en skinntråd men tejpades fast igen.

47. Vad har du för ringsignal? Klassisk musik.

48. Har du kvar klädesplagg sen du var liten? Ja, klänningen jag hade som brudnäbb och en pytteliten Beatleströja, bland annat.

49. Flirtar du mycket? Jag vet inte, men jag försöker vara trevlig i alla fall.

50. Vart togs din profilbild för din blogg? På stranden vid Stenshuvud.

51. Kan du byta olja på bilen? Jajamen!

52. Har du fått fortkörningsböter? Nej, jag kör som en liten tant.

53. Vilken var den senaste bok du läste? "Svart flicka, vit flicka" av Joyce Carol Oates.

54. Läser du dagstidningen? Närhelst jag kan slukar jag DN.

55. Prenumererar du på någon veckotidning? Nej.

56. Dansar du i bilen? Ja, lite sådär diskret.

57. Vilken radiostation lyssnade du på senast? Örebros rockkanal.

58. Vad var det senaste du krafsade ner på ett papper? Förmodligen någonting informativt om judendomen.

59. När var du i kyrkan senast? I måndags tog jag en promenad i Örebro och besökte en kyrka som hette S:t Nikolai någonting.

60. Har du läst allt detta? Ja, hur ska man annars kunna svara på frågorna?

I had a nice weekend with my parents, my brother and my wee niece! We went to see my aunt and uncle -- my niece charmed them -- and we went to see my cousin and his family -- my niece charmed them -- and we took walk dowtown meeting people who were charmed by my niece.
      I just realised that I can never have children, 'cause everyone will compare them to my brother's total sunshine of a daughter. What if my child should turn out grumpy and introvert? Everyone would go "Aww, too bad she's not like her cousin" and "Well, she's just like her mother at that age, now, isn't she?" and be all disappointed.

And I shouldn't even be thinking about this, because it is ridiculous. :)


Now the weekend is over, I'm back in Uppsala and I have managed to develop a sore throat. Which sucks, since I planned to go to the gym tomorrow.
       We'll see what happens. Miraculous recoveries do take place, after all.

Anyway. I bought myself a kitchen table today. No more having breakfast in bed, lunch by the computer and dinner in the sofa. I felt this was a necessary investment, as my dear mother is coming to visit me a couple of days from now. Hence the cleaning, hoovering, putting things where they belong... and buying a table so I have a place where I can feed her properly. :)


My computer is searching for viruses and I know it'll find some, since I just noticed them myself. I wish I could just remove them myself, instead of having to wait for this programme to run through theeeee entiiiiire syyyyysteem veeeery sloooooowly...


I think it's time for a spirit voyage. It's so very relaxing and at the same time exciting, as you never know what you'll experience. There are things I need to know, though, and Odin knows them all, so why not give it a try?

I welcome you, Night.

I'm going to Ljungby tomorrow! A four hour long trip from Uppsala to Örebro (where I'll pick up my brother and his daughter) and then four additional hours from Örebro to Ljungby, and then an eight hour long trip back on Sunday... so worth it? No? Yes?