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| Dec 28, 2002: Swedishness is a Sneaky Thing | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I just equated Saturday with a trip to Ikea - in search for bedding as I woke up Thurs to find a huge rip across my pillow case. Does it get any more Swedish? Probably not. The first Saturday of the post-Christmas sales, too, am I masochistic or what? The Ikea bit wasn't too bad as I was there early, back in town the crowds were hysterical so I gave up on my Christmas shopping and went home. I'll try again on Monday. Mood: Tired |
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| Dec 25, 2002: Bah. He was born. Big Effing Deal. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Alright it's Christmas. So far the routine has been, TV, food, TV, food, and that's still stretching it since I've mostly eaten in front of said TV. This morning I made a gingerbread house all by myself, bit of a feat considering my lack of skills in the field of arts & crafts, but it looks okay, albeit a tad runny. I'll take pictures... when I've bought film that is.
Besides that, loads of shitty Christmas telly. Disney movies of all sorts, and tonight await The Flinstones and Jaws. Woo hoo rubber shark galore. Actually TV is surprisingly watchable around Christmas, lots of animation, which is what I prefer, and I've seen about as many Lord of the Rings documentaries as I can digest. But not the film. Yet. Of course I will. I mean, like I'm going to miss three hours and some of sweaty long-haired blokes with large... swords. Beats the fatso in red if you ask me, but then again a sleigh does make for a cool ride. Hence, Carrie-Bradshaw question for the day: Is Santa cheesy... or a total stud?
Anyway. I'm rambling here. So erm, that's my Christmas so far, and Boxing Day will be very much the same. Cooking experiments and television. Goody. Oh, something cool did happen, there are actually people reading this. How funky. Well it's YOUR time... Mood: Relaxed Music: Everybody Else Is Doing It So Why Can't We? - The Cranberries |
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| Dec 21, 2002: Christmas Spirit | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Like I said, I'm turning this page into a journal. It's a bit of a shambles for now, sorry. I'll fix the menu, take down the countdown and put up an archive under [Older Entries] quite soon. Today was my first day of being able to do absolutely nothing for the past 4-5 months and it felt very nice. I still have school work and regular work but not as much as before. However, I do have too much to take time off for Christmas. But then again I dislike the holidays, sooooo... no big loss there. I will miss seeing my people but needs must.
Being the wet blanket that I am I'm not feeling Christmassy at all, but I did add snow to this place in an attempt to get into the spirit of the season. It's pretty, isn't it? Me like. I also gave myself a bit of a haircut as I'm growing my hair at the mo and it was looking a bit mad. I made bangs in it to give it some shape and I'm very happy with the result. Yep. Oh and why does CBS' 60 Minutes only last for fifty minutes? Eh? Reading: Winterkill - Craig Lesley Music: Under Rug Swept - Alanis Morissette |
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| Dec 13, 2002: I See a Bright Light Ahead | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Well I've been extremely busy with work (and trying to find some more) and school. To the point where one's health starts quivering. But it will gradually get a little quieter so I'll be able to work on this place a lot more. I'll be changing this page into a journal, taking down the reading one and adding some others. Eventually I'll fix the broken smilies in that old entry down there too. Plenty of ideas. Try to contain your excitement. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Dec 12, 2002: Why I'm Suspicious of Media | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| When it comes to media and news I'm blas� at best and suspicious at worst. Here's why: today on my way back home from the shop my attention was caught by the following headlines which were apparently all that was on offer by way of news for the day: Whitney Houston has Brain Damage Cannibal Arrested in Germany: Ate up his Lovers Well? What do you think? Should I feel sorry for Whitney or for the lovers? |
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| Dec 11, 2002: The Point of Porn | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| My official reactionary post. The red thread of this week of my exciting life is that I seemed to stumble upon porn every other hour. I heard that cackling laugh. "Stumble" it still is though. It got me wondering. A few samples of what I saw and read: the e-mail account I opened for my dorm whose website I've been working on got in quite a lot of sexy junk mail. One I opened had the heading "See Girls Do it With Horses!" *picture raised eyebrow here* Inside it said stuff like, "Watch farm girls do it with their animals for free!!! I thought I'd seen it all but she really f*cked a horse with a 30-inch d*ck!!!" Well woo hoo!!! Why the little stars, I wondered first off... Like I didn't know it meant "fucked" and "dick" And then who on earth would want to see a girl doing a horse? Example number 2: some porn ad banners on a site I was on. Basically, close-ups of girls' parts. Excuse me but I see that in the shower every morning. So erm. Carrie-Bradshaw-like, I wonder: Is porn only for boys? Or is there something wrong with me for thinking it's more fun doing than watching and anatomy-wise it's not showing me anything I've never seen? |
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| Nov 13, 2002: I Swear I Had a Thought | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| But it got away and ran around the corner and I can't find it anymore. Perhaps I can lure it back here with chocolate? | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Oct 19, 2002: Almost Halloween | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Fake cobwebs are just the coolest. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Sept 26, 2002: Laptop Heaven!!!! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| I actually bought a computer today, a three-year-old (they're still quite sweet at that age aren't they?) laptop that seems to be working just fine. Now I have no excuses whatsoever for missing updates. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Sept 15, 2002: Jonas is God | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Sanningen kommer att g�ra oss fria. Men f�rst kommer den att g�ra oss asf�rbannade. Jonas Gardell is my hero. |
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| Sept 14, 2002: Shakira is Greatly Misunderstood | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Two steps: 1-Translate; 2-Shut up. |
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| Sept 8, 2002: I'm not Pregnant, Okay? | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| But I wanted noodles. Big noodles craving (Well hello, I never claimed sanity) No doubt there is something rotten about a world where your local supermarket sells Coke-flavoured milk ("Nuts & Gum together at last" and so on) but no noodles. Surely it's not just me? Come on, it IS wrong isn't it? Okay, I'll have soup instead. |
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| Aug 21, 2002: Suddenly not Single & C�line Dion | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Aug 6, 2002: How to be Annoying | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
This is just too funny.
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| Aug 4, 2002: A Countdown | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Just for the sake of it... Actually just for a test. What does it count down to I hear you ask? |
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| Oh okay, I'll tell then. I'm going there on Friday. Well, near enough. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
But hey, I'm not complaining.
