See

See, this is what happens when I go back to work. All energy for speaking, writing, anything goes straight out the window. But. Now the sun is returning and I'm becoming less dead.

Interesting gig, Linus visiting Stockholm and the big move is coming up.

Somewhere in there I should be able to fit, exam, and essays. I hope. Gogogogo!

Rest-or-ing?

I've been really, really tired. And I can't say I have an explanation for it. Feeling stressed, and long walks in the cold... ?

SL has been completly fucked all week. Late or not working every day.

I feel like everything is standing still. I hate that feeling.

Le tired.

Wow. Eventful weekend, that I thought would include alot of heavy lifting, but that only ended up happening at the gym.

Snowstorm (normal snowfall, really... but if you listen to the traffic handlers...) on friday. Led to me and mom both having to stay home. No work. No training. Barely made it to the shopps. So ALOT of computer gaming was had. Alex got stuck at the lab but made it in time... to show up... and... win... >.<

We went for a late-night SL adventure, and actually made it to Lidingö. *phew*

Saturday was supposed to be filled with the heavy lifting. But alot of weird circumstances prohibited this. Mainly, someone having switched the locks on my friends basement storage door. Where all my stuff is kept.

So it was me and my father-in-law Micke, hanging out in a basement... for almost two hours. What happens when you leave an engineer and a chief doctor in a basement? Talk of love, murder and all the padlock having been mysteriously been put... UPSIDEDOWN! Damn we were bored.

Today the family, minus Vicky, went to the Terracotta Army exhibition. Turned out it was in the old military tunnels underneath the museum. Awesome. As it looked just like the tunnels where they were originally found. Sadly, all the stone blocked my cellphone, and poor Kim who we were going to meet for training couldn't be reached when we were... *cough* turning out to be an hour late. Sorry Kim.

Now. I am so tired and dead. I don't know who's my face. But moms walnut/cheese/olive stuffed bread was tasty.

*donk*

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Week of Hell. And it's only wednesday.

Wow.

Jagged start at work with weird stuff going on. An almost 50% loss of students. Not getting to where I want with schoolwork. Not finding an appartment. And now because of a accident I need to move all my stored furniture and stuff. And now I've sent the possible questions asking for help that I can... and I just have to wait for... replies.

GASP! ARGH! HACKSPATH!

I am NOT feeling it today.

Frissy hair!

Friday became a very, very, very long rpg evening with Gus and Thobi. Mainly having me and Gus doing horrible things. Some lovely Laphroig and a bunch of my very, very chocolaty cookies were enjoyed with all the fantasy mayhem.

I had to take a looong walk home, early saturday morning, and saturday was a bit... weird. But it ended with dinner with Alex, her little sister and her friend. And then I went along to see Tangled. Wow. Probably one of the best things that have come out of Disney in years. Worth the watch.

Ended up on Lidingö, finding a very sick Michael in his sofa. A long sleep later, I ended up working on their network whilst downing some awesome coffee. Then we ended up at FoS lifting heavy things. Kim taught me some new moves. Especially... wrist lifts, working the lower arms. Very interesting for the guitarist.

Then, Civ with mom, Pina-Colada tea. And late blogging.

Tomorrow, work starts. Feels REALLY weird having less courses then when I first went to work. Really hoping things pick up or I'll be in some economic shit... :/

Need to work my tits.

Seriously. I still can haz an big owie! Which is good. But it's been really annoying just moving around today.

Cats have been vomiting everywhere... and had other digistive problems. Argh.

Been typing. Brain empty.

Blargh.

Tomorrow. More heavy lifting. Or at least some serious cycling.

It's impossible to brush my hair.

After crawling up out of bed I had no way of doing my tiny morning routine. Which is brushing my hair. I could not lift my arms. Awesome! That's some serious training pain.

Got to know that a course I was planning on doing has been canceled. So it was just to mail work and sign up for doing more classes. I do not like loosing more time to school. But I do enjoy the feeling of slightly better economical security. Also sent an e-mail to my good old friend Arvid who mentioned that his lens packing buisniss always need some extra help every now and then. So I hope I might get to fill out the register a bit this summer. Hell. I really need to make plans to hang out with Arf.

New batch of appartment listings today. But alas, already people with 4 bloody more days then us in the que. Although I really think, from looking closely the last few weeks, that there can only be about ten more people ahead of us for these kinds of appartments.

Otherwise today was a big attempt at writing. Yarr. And a long walk to the store for milk and slight exercise.

Heavy as a Really Heavy Thing.

Finally I'm well enough to be back at the gym. (Thanks Kim for one last nagging message to get me going) And what wouldn't a first time out after three weeks of illness be... without complete overkill? Did a combined lift-things that are REALLY HEAVY. In way that HUMANS ARE NOT DESIGNED TO DO. Then running of riding an excersise-bike for an hour... and then LIFTING MORE HEAVY THINGS.

Ended up being shanghaid by Alex dad, who cleverly forced me into making chili. And then... giving me and Alex a ton of leftovers to bring home. Luv that guy.

Poor Alex almost ended up being another heavy thing (Not heavy at all, all women weigh less then air) as she's been working all weekend. She actually nodded off both during the bus and train rides to get home.

Argh.

Hazel.

I've been really slow recovering from the flu. I've been really slow in the head as a result of my throat and stuff being swollen.

Mom pointed out that both she and I are allergic to hazel.

Hazel is releasing pollen this time of year.

Took two minutes for me to go: "Ah.... ha".

Damn you hazel trees. I'm gonna eat your nuts.

New Year.

Bit of a rocky start this year. Pulled a back-muscle. Got really sick. Gigantic angst dealing with school-work and looking at my economic situation for the coming year. Although a visit to my extremly good friend Linus was, as always, a big positive.

Many new things to do. As said, getting back in the groove of beating my way through school. Finding a appartment. It's driving me nuts as there's nothing I can activly do beyond... finding insane amounts of money in the street. Just a waiting game.

Also have a new fitness goal. Actually two. Get down from 80 to 75. And Kim, the bastard, talked me into running a swedish mile (10km) in less then an hour, in may. Good start there with getting really, really sick. Blargh.