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.