Sandra

Everybody and everything was with us yesterday. The weather proved the weathermen wrong, by giving us sun in stead of rain.
Me, Jossan, Malin- who made the cutest little midsommarstång (sorry don't know the English word for it if there is one, but it's the leaf covered pole you see on the picture in my last post), Carro and Madde were enjoying the sun and some barbeque until we were too cold to sit outside. Then we went inside and the party was started. We played Alias until we got a headache from the stress and all the laughing. Even though me and Jossan lost (it was thiiiis close though), it was a blast. After a while, Ann finally showed up, with Jonatan from Kil (I think..well, Värmland anyway) and  made the night even better! Soon, we got even more company, and I guess that was the birth of a spontaneous houseparty, as Alex, Olle,Blom and Martin joined us. Good music, good people and good wine was the only thing needed for a great night! Thinking back on it, I think it was one of the best Midsummers so far.

I woke up thinking something was very wrong, as better than ever. I was happy, headache-less and rested!

Now I've just finished my dinner after a long walk, movie renting and food shopping with Jossan. Having some of the best vanilla Coffee ever! I didn't realize how much I missed it until I had it a couple of days ago. It's weird that you can buy Swedish coffee in the US, that doesn't even exist here...Good thing I have the best host family ever, that sent me two packs of it<3

Tonight, Ann, Malin, Jossan and I are gonna get together and watch The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (LOVE that movie!) and the Swedish movie I Taket Lyser Stjärnorna which is hopefully really good as well.

By the way, I'm gonna try to get some of my friend's pictures from yesterday, to post here. I'm falling asleep only by looking at my blog, ha ha.

It's too nice out, to sit inside. Gotta get outside and catch some sun before I take my precious bike to Jossan for a movie night!

Oh, how I love the Swedish summer. Well, I was kinda.. no, I was being very sarcastic. Not that I don't love the Swedish summers. It's just that this summer, so far, has been more like fall. But now I think we start to run out of rain, and the weathermen promised better weather after the weekend. So I think we'll survive. Also, it's actually pretty nice to blame all the laziness and all the junk-eating on some rain, and getting away with that. Every rainy day, is one step closer to a sunny Hultsfredsfestival. Gaah, I can't wait. It's gonna be so much fun, I can feel it in my piknies! And three days later I'll get on the plain to NYC! It can rain all it wants today, and tomorrow. I've even got a raincoat.

Believe it or not, but yesterday was actually sunny. I think mother nature wanted to give us a sign, that the sun still exists, or something. I managed to get a bit sunburned as I couldn't find the sun lotion (which I now remember putting in my beach bag, so I wouldn't forget the sun lotion...that's just me). Som Hemma (coffee shop) was open 'til 9.00 pm yesterday, so I met up with Ann, Jossan and Susanna there.

Tomorrow is not just any Friday, it's Midsummer. The day every Swede is either eating or drinking a bit (or alot)  too much. I guess some people manage to do both, as well..
As it seems now, it's gonna be cold and rainy later during the day, so I'm happy to have a house, and parents who aren't gonna be there. So I'll see who shows or doesn't show up. In worst case, I'll be eating and drinking with myself, my cats and Bon Iver. Yes, I'm still in love with Bon Iver's music. None of my friends or family seems to understand me though.

Just to be a liiiittle negative here, that seems to be very popular at the moment (maybe I'm turning into a hippie, but feel absolutely no need to complain as long as I've got friends, family, room and food..and if I can kick the door and say a few bad words if I get mad sometimes. Whatta heck, life's what you turn it into...
   To the point; the water in our town is polluted! Which means you have to boil it before you drink it. It's okay for a few days, but it gets tricky as we are four adults, two dogs, four cats and ONE tiny refrigerator. Well, it's not for forever I guess, but it feels a bit gross to think about the fact that we all drank the water until we knew about it. I wonder what we were drinking...
  But again, it could be worse! Not alot of people can drink delicious water out of the tap every day. Now we can sympathize with them.

Now I'm gonna go eat the rest of yesterday's soup. Then I might make a rhubarb pie. Or not. Doesn't matter 'cause it rains so it's okay if I do nothing at all^^

It has finally stopped to rain. It really feels more like a fall deluxe, rather than summer. But I've heard it's still June. Maybe the Mother Nature is too busy trying to get rid of the polution. Maybe she gets confused and give us fall in stead of summer, and maybe she'll start a storm in stead of warm summer winds? Well, she has to give us good weather in July.

Speaking of July, and of course festivals; I am, and I get the feeling all my friends who are coming to, are very excited about Hultsfredsfestivalen. All day today I've been making lists for the tapes I am going to record. Yes, I mean real cartridge tapes. Sometimes you need to go back in time. We know from previous experiences that CD's and CD-players doesn't do it on the festivals.

The weekend was alot of fun! Ellinor, Susanna, Jonatan and Sofie came to my place before we went to Statt to dance to the crappy music. We had a really good time with laughs, dancing, singstar and wine (well not for Sofie, for her it was cider and beer^^). This friday is midsummer, and hopefully it won't rain too much. I'll try to take a few pictures so that I can post some here and make this blog a bit more interesting. As I am absolutely worthless with blog designs, you just have to live with the fact that my blog never's gonna be one of those pretty one with pictures everywhere..

I'm gonna finish my new playlist and put it on my ipod, then go for a walk.

And I finally have spotify, so now I'm listening to music 24/7! Lovely!

Rain, regn...okay, I was thinking I was going to write the word rain in as many languages as I could, but I could only write it in two...
Anyway, it's such a rainy day today. A perfect day to do nothing. That's pretty much what I've been doing. I went to do some shopping with my mom, then home and made tacos. That's it.

I should probably call some people and suggest that we watch a movie or something. But I'm stuck here, on my bed, listening to Sigur Rós, which on the other hand is very (veeery) relaxing, but also makes you ridiculously lazy. Maybe I'd be better off just saving the energy for tomorrow... hmm. Life is full of choises...

Hope everybody gets a great weekend, sunny or not. And Samantha, if you read this sometime during your travel; have a safe trip and enjoy India as much as you can! Stay away from bridges:)

If I was a housewife, I would've been a great one today! I've been walking the dogs, feeding the cats, knitting, cleaning the house and washing clothes (in the mashine and by hand). Singing along with the Troggs, scaring our pets away shouting Hi Hi Hazel. And now, just as I'm done with that, and as my record stopped to spin, the sun showed. So I'm thinking it's a sign from something or someone, telling me I need to get some fresh air and some exercise...

Other than that, I haven't been doing too much. Yesterday I met Malin, Susanna, Jossan and some old classmates at a pub. It was really good, and honestly a bit weird, to see everybody again. And for the first time in a long time I had to bike home all alone, since I'm the only one living on this side of town. But I had my ipod and I didn't meet any creapy guys or crazy dogs, so it was actually not that bad. Plus, I biked super fast.

I was thinking this wasn't going to be a long post, since I don't really have anything to write about. Well, I have but that would be all negative stuf, about what a mad world we're living in.

Lastly, something that is not mad, at least not in a bad way; Today is 25 days until we take the train down to Hultsfredsfestivalen, and 34 days until I take the plane to the US!

Back in a cloudy cold and unfriendly Karlskoga, from a sunnier, warmer and friendlier London. It was like the whole city (Karlskoga) was giving us a big finger as a "welcome back", and made me and Josefine regret that we didn't get on the wrong plane when we left London. I also came home to a jungle... My brother Steve is home for the summer, with his cat Ziggy. All of the sudden that little one room apartment we were staying at in London doesn't seem so small after all.

We had five lovely five days in London. As our couchsurfing friend decided to test our nerves by not writing back and give us a phone number, an address or ANYTHING, we were homeless. Then Josefines friend litterary saved us by offering us one of his apartment. He had moved out so he had an extra apartment for a few weeks. Our joy was ridiculous, and made us think that things must really happen for a reason/her friend is God personified. As we got there after a day filled with travelling by bus, train, plane, another bus and finally the subway, we had two things on our minds;
1. FOOD
2. SLEEP
It was simple, we went to Burger King, went home, ate and went to sleep.
The next day, and the days after that as well, we did some shopping and alot of walking around London. On friday we went to a really nice club, Koko. The music was really good, even though I hadn't heard most of it. Our britpop-hearts were beating that night and we had a really good time. Then on Saturday, after sleeping in real late, (we aren't used to being out late as the two only clubs in our hometown closes at two, and most of the times we're sick of it and leave early) it was time for another club night. This time it was time for my 60's-heart to beat. And it did! I thought I was in heaven, well, I did until it was five o' clock and I got back on earth, thinking I need to sleep. So we went home, Josefine with a mild tinitus, and me with a bittersweet feeling I was happy to have gone to the club, but bitter about the fact that I probably need to go to another country to be able to go to a similar one.

Wow, I could go on forever about this trip, but I'm too tired to. It was a great trip, even though our trip back could have gone a bit more smooth. To be brief, we forgot to get our boarding passes at first, we almost got on the plane to Oslo (big mistake not to give that a try, though), then got stuck on the train because of some signal errors, sitting behind two beer-drinking Asians who were drunk, smelled and were talking and laughing all the time.

Now it's time for a bath and a facial mask, to get the last layer of big city-pollution of my body. I guess I need to start cleaning my room as well, and buy a new bodylotion as the one I use is all over my toliet bag. I will also try my best to enjoy the summer and for being here with my family and friends. And of course drinking French Vanilla Coffee, and looking forward to see the Pelosis in about a month!

(I guess I better apologize if some of what I wrote is unreadable because of grammar or spelling or anything else. I'm simply to laz....I mean tired to read through it all)

<3

What am I doing here?! I should be packing, or even almost done packing. Well, at least I've got most things out... It looks like a bomb just hit my room.
   Tomorrow at 9.30 I'll be at the bus stop with Jossan, waiting for the bus that will take us to Örebro, to the train that will take us to Västerås, to the shuttle taxi that will take us to Västerås Airport, to the plane that will finally take us to LONDON!

And things got a bit too dramatic, when a couchsurfer waited a little too long with answering our e-mails. So we had no place to live until yesterday. Now we have our own (well, it's not ours, but you got that already right?) apartment in London for six days. Not too bad, ha ha.

Today me, Malin and Jossan went to Örebro, to run some errands and just enjoy not having to go to a work on a Tuesday. We went to La Baguette to get some lunch, when we pass a guy who looks and sounds (he was talking on the phone) just like one of Sweden's most famous hockey player: MATS SUNDIN. I don't think anyone who reads my blog doesn't know about the fact that I love hockey. It was like I've just seen Madonna or something. OMG, if you know what I mean. I started to look for a pen and some paper... of course I had neither of it, so I went to ask for a piece of paper and just as I found a pen, ha walked away. So I missed my chance of a proof, but I swear, I saw Mats Sundin today.

Well, I'll turn up the volume of my Room on Fire-album (the Strokes<3) and sing like there's no tomorrow. There is a tomorrow though, and I can't wait to get to London!

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Whatta day! I'm sunburned, very sunburned. Malin wanted to go to the beach and since I live right by one, she came by and we went to the lake and then we went to buy ice cream. It was a beautiful summer day today, and I even fell a sleep for a while out in the sun. Completely confused when I woke up, ha ha.

Came home from a walk with Jossan a while ago, and now I'm getting real tired. Don't know how that's possible, but I guess it's the sun.

Tomorrow is supposed to be really sunny. I'm thinking about as Jossan, and go for a run in the morning. Then I can just be lazy until everyone comes. We're gonna barbeque (spelling?!) at my place, so I have to clean a bit and make a potato salad out of swedish fresh potatoes, mmmmm! If I had to survive on just one thing, it would be potatoes!

Okay, that was the update of today, I'm gonna go back watching Survivorman, and watching the crazy two guys eating snakes and weird plants...

Hola!

It looks like it's gonna be a great ens of this week. Summer heat and sun all weekend. My parents are away for the weekend, fixing our summer house. And sunday is mother's day. I have 0 money, and the few Swedish krona that I had, I exchanged into Pounds.

I've noticed my posts are really long, and probably great if you have trouble sleeping. But since you might not want to fall asleep, I'll keep this one short by writing a list of what's good and not according to me (of course).

Good Stuff:

- Long days. I've didn't realize how long the days really are before. It's litterary daylight from 4.00 am until 10.00 pm! The most northern parts have midnight sun now^^
- My mood. I'm extremely positive at the moment. Which is good, for everybody. It's fantastic looking on the bright side of live!
-The London trip next week. I'm dying to leave Karlskoga and Sweden for a few days. I just know it's gonna be a great trip, I feel it in my toes.
- Candy. I'm gonna eat so much candy on Saturday.
The Robinson/Survivor final on Saturday. Exciting, even though my favorite's out, I'm still looking forward to the last episode.
- My friends. Of course, but I don't say it, and really feel it enough, how great my friends are and how lucky I am to know them. And now they're all starting to return home for the summer. YEEEY!

Bad Stuff:

- Couchsurfer Chris. Not reall Chris, but the fact that he's keeping us nervous by not answering my mail. We don't know where he lives, and that's bad since London is kind of big.
- Bitter People. We all have our ups and downs, good days and bad days. But I just can't be around bitter people, pelople that see the negative in EVERYTHING. What's the point?

Oh, and just one more thing, I promise! Discovery Channel was on and there was a commercial for one of their shows, I think it was something about sharks. When I was watching the commercial I saw one of the best sentences I've ever seen:

You have not lived, until you've found something worth dying for

So true when you think about it, right?

Känner för att köra tvåspråkigt idag. Blev trött på att bara skriva engelska, och det är förmodligen skittråkigt att läsa för ni som inte är tyskar och amerikaner^^ Så här går vi (tänkte skriva det på engelska, men det vore ju höjden av ironi). Fick plötslitg ett jävligt festivalsug! Så nu har jag youtubat (får inte in spotify, min dator är ett skämt) och lyssnat på gammal festivalmusik och en massa annat. Har ingen aning om hur jag ska få bort det, förrutom att åka på festival förstås. Som grädde på moset halkade jag in på Sieastas hemsida, och allting nådde förhoppningsvis sin kulmen. Hoppas det för annars är risken stor att jag hoppar på cykeln imorgon för att ta med ner till Hässleholm. Nu har jag tryckt ett rör Pringles också, jävligt onödigt men mycket gott.
   Inte speciellt mycket har hänt idag. Jag har varit lite hurtig, gått i spöregn som blev till solsken och fikat med Kristin ungefär. Måste bara berätta om en sjukt rolig, eller kanske bara sjuk grej. Jag är ganska säker på att jag skrev i november om knäppa killen som sa att jag "såg ut exakt som Kurt Cobain, fast en tjej, som hans syster" som han sa. Tog ett sånt där fjantigt test på Facebook, om var i USA man skulle bo, och resultatet blev Seattle. Vi vet väl alla var Kurt Cobain bodde? Precis, Seattle... Idag gjorde jag ett test om vilket årtionde jag var. Av alla årtionden 1900-talet hade att bjuda på, blev jag förstås 90-talets grunge. Det här börjar seriöst bli läskigt. Hade jag blivit född 1994 hade jag varit helt övertygad om att jag var Kurt Cobains nya fysiska kropp! Kanske borde jag satsa på musiken istället för att bli miljöekonom?...



(The headline in English: The night before the day after)
Gotta throw in a short one on this Friday night. Felt like writing in deux languages (actually, now it's three, since I managed to squeeze in one of the few french words I know) today. Just got the worst festival abstinence (I hope I used the right word), and even worse, I don't know how to get rid of it! Can't see any other way out than summer, music, friends and happy people, summer and a tent!
The day hasn't been too interensting. I went for a work-out, then I took a walk to meet Kristin up for a coffee. Then the weirdest thing of the day, week, month, maybe the year, happened. I think we all know the story about the crazy guy who said I "looked just like Kurt Cobain...but like a girl, like his sister", right? Well, a few days ago I took oen of those stupid quizzes on Facebook. It was about what US city you were supposed to live in. Of all the cities, according to the quiz, I was ment to live in Seattle (where the grunge was born, and Kurt Cobain too). Thought it was a little bit funny until I took another quiz today. This time it was what decade I was. Of all the decades that 100 years have to offer, my result was 90's grunge. This is getting scary;) If I were born in 1994 in stead of 1988, I would've been sure I was Kurt Cobain's new body. Maybe I should put my focus on becoming a musician in stead of an economist?...



And last, but not least, the long time no seen playlist:
Phoenix- Consolation Prizes & 1901 (frenchmen singing with a little accent, how can you not like that?)
Ólafur Arnalds- 3055 and all the other songs with random numbers and Islandic in the titles-lovely music anyway
Timbuktu- Tack För Kaffet
Isolation Years- Open Those Eyes, Say Oh Say & (Michael) If You Cannot Row
Bruce Springsteen- Born To Run I think we all know the truth, he doesn't sing about Jersey, no, he sings about KARLSKOGA
Oasis- Don't Look Back In Anger & Idler's Dream
Maskinen- Segertåget
The Strokes- Hawaii, The End Has No End & 12:51
King Of Leon- Knocked Up & California Waiting
Kristian Anttila- Smutser, Självmordsblond, Åtminstone Musik & Ingenting
M83- Kim And Jessie & We Own The Sky
Vive La Fête- Noir Desir,  & Maquilliage
Crystal Castles- Untrust Us, Reckless & Vanished

Alot of old summer songs that means alot and make me happy. "men du betyder ingenting, du betyder ingenting, ingenting,  jag menade ingenting, det betyder ingenting ingentiiiiiing" Oh, give me summer, please!
<3

Wow, I think my body took vacation today. I've just woken up from a powernap, that turned into a 1,5 hour nap, and I can easily go back to sleep any second. As if that wasn't enough, my body's aching. So I'm deciding I'll stay lazy and just stay inside and watch old episodes of The Hills.

Me and mom went to Örebro today with Melvin who was gonna get castrated. And don't worry, he's a cat! We had a few hours to kill so we went to the galleria Marieberg. I've promised myself not to buy any clothes at all before the London trip, and I'm sticking to that. Giving up a bet is not my thing. I did buy the cutest little camping pillow thogh. It looks like a tiny sleeping bag untill you pull it out. And it's perfect for Hultsfredsfestivalen!

To give you a short update of the weekend, I've been B-O-R-E-D... No body is home, and Kristin's the only one who is even the least interested in getting together, that includes my parents and my pets. Nobody wanted to spend time with me (this is where the violin music comes in). Well, maybe I'm exaggerating a bit. But I miss my friends!

The only thing I did that is worth mentioning, was to bike to our cottage/summer house/whatever, spending some time there, then bike back. It's a beautiful road to bike, since it runs along a few lakes, and it's a good 40 miles (6 mil) all together. However, the way back is one small, but reaaally long upgrade. Kinda sucks all the energy you have left in your body right, but at least you get a good night's sleep...

Well it seems like I have to take a walk with my dogs now. I guess it couldn't hurt, it's a beautiful sunny day after all.

What's wrong with me?! I've been really positive lately, I even look forward to vote next week. I wonder if I should see a doctor or shrink or something?....;)

Stuffed! Can't move, which is bad, cause I'm restless and whould need a workout. BAD!
Think I must have banged my head on something, I have nothing negative to say. Wow, that almost deserves an; AMEN!

Okay, if I have to complain about something, it will be the flight to NY that I booked just a few days ago that costed me 6700 SEK, which I thought was cheap for July. Not it costs 4100 SEK... A pretty big diferrence if you have no money. But you canät always get what you want, I think a man with a big mouth (litterary) sang like 40 years ago. Wise-guy...

Went to get a haircut today, so now I feel like I have no hair left. Not that I had too much hair before that, but now I've got even less. Have to admit the hairdresser are a bit better, from my experience (which is close to none), in Sweden than in the US. It feels pretty good so far, and I'm happy I don't need to forget to tip anybody;)

Update: Worked-out now, and stuffed again. Life is good! Time to watch the news and feel up to date, and then Tonårsliv (I love TV on the internet, whoever came up with that idea must have had a crush on me and wanted to impress me^^) and then Sex & The City, if my eyes wants to stay open that long.

Night<3

This is, and I'm serious it really is, gonna be a short post. It's way past bed time... Not really, but today it is because I got up at 4.30.
Another four hour bus ride to Oslo, and then four (felt more like ten) hours back. Today it was so fcking (excuse the french) worth it, I finally got a job! So from august 1, I'm living in Norway.
Something tells me I would need to start to get used to early mornings...or maybe I should enjoy getting up late as much as I can?

More good news is on its way, this will make up for my last post, our roomies for three nights finally answered, and yesterday Jossan and I booked a hostel two nights, 10 minutes from Camden. Life is good at the moment.

I was just about to start complaining about the government here. Don't think it comes as a shock that I don't believe in capitalism, and that I'll rather eat meat (a little bit, maybe a shrimp) than vote for Moderaterna, Kristdemokraterna or Folkpartiet. But I'll be a bitterfitta tomorrow. Today I'm happy happy happy, and if someone is slow here, HAPPY!

Wohoo, I'm back and still alive. Tired after alot of hours on buses and subway trains, and trying hard to understand norwegian. Have to get to Oslo back on monday, and I guess that's when I find out if I'll get the job or not. I think I love both norwegians and Oslo though, and that must be a good sign, right? Or maybe I'm just so sick of Sweden, that I pretend to like everything that's a little bit different from Sweden?!

Now to the beginning of the story. Since I had an (turned out to be two) interview early on Thursday, I took the bus to Oslo in Wednesday. Ellinor came to meet me at the bus station and we went home to her little collective. That's where I was gonna spend my night, since the first interview was too early in the morning, and I wouldn't be able to take the bus that same day. And it's always nice, not to look (and smell, I guess...) like you've just been on the bus for 4 hours, and got up waaay too early. We "played" (more like trying to hit the ball, and not getting hurt by it) some volleyball, since they have a volleyball court right outside their apartment! After then we made some pie, and just chilled and yawned until we decided to go to bed.

The next morning I woke up a little bit too early. Since I don't know Oslo at all, I gave myself a lot of time to get lost. But I didn't, so that meant I had a lot of time to kill before heading to interview no.1. Sat down in the sun and walked around the area where I had to catch the bus. The interview went pretty good, and I really hope to get that job. The other interview wasn't too good. I just got a bad vibe from the whole place, and I just didn't feel good at all about it. Plus, I almost got a heart attack when a soccerball hit the roof of the bus stop, and made such a sound that I for one second thought a meteor landed right behind me, as I was waiting for the bus.  At all. I've always been told to follow my heart, and at that point it said " get away from this freakin' place, idiot, before you get hit by a huge meteor!!!!" . Not a good sign.



Tomorrow is supposed to be very sunny and very warm for April, so I'll probably be outside for most of the day. Working on my tan (yes, I'm just kidding, I know I turn into a tomato before I even get a tiny bit of a tan) and getting some fresh air.

Too much about noting, as always. I'll write more when I get back from Oslo on monday. Kepp all fingers crossed that I get that job. Everyone knows by now that I have way too much free time. Didn't think it was something like "too much" free time, but again, I prooved myself wrong.

Okay, can't keep my eyes open any longer, which usually means it's time for; B-E-D!

Night<3

I can't decide what I feel most; poor or spoiled. Today, I took the thing in my own hands, and went to a meeting. So who knows, maybe in a week or two, I'll have a job.

Don't know why, but I'm sitting here, listening to Paolo Nutini. Remember I did a review of his album for the newspaper, and I don't think it was the most positive one. Well, people changes, and so does oppinions. One things for sure, though, I will NEVER, EVER, stop feeling nauseous when I hear James Blunt. Some things changes, but others won't ever do so.

Watched the last bit of Into The Wild, and cried my eyes out, as usual. It's so sad when that old man says he wants to adopt Christopher, or Alex or whatever you wanna call him, and he starts to cry as se watches him step out of the car.

Speaking of happier things. Today Jossan, Malin and I booked the train tickets to Hultsfredsfestivalen this summer. It always feels so good when things fall into place. Like the couchsurfing in London. Against my mom, and definitely Jossans mom's will, we'll stay at four guys place. Two are from England, and the other two are from New Zeeland. My mom is dead certain that we're gonna get in some kind of trouble. I don't think so at all! They seem really cool, and se have to be quiet by midnight on weekdays, which has to mean that they're good guys, right? I think it all depends on weather you've had good or bad experiences. My mom had to wear a helmet when she was hitch-hiking, and that was probably the only time she did. I've only had good experiences with couchsurfing, so I'm a less worried... Let's hope to the Mr. G, or whoever's up, or down there, that we don't have to wear helmets!

Getting sleepy now, and Sex and the City starts in five mins, it's a sign. It says, get in bad, you wimp! I wonder what time I'll be in bed by if I get a job... I'll put money on 9.00 pm, the latest....

Easter's over, the days are longer. Finally it's spring! Like a bad joke, I got a cold in the middle of it all. But now I think's it's going away.

The weekend was alot of fun. Molotov Jive was playing here in Karlskoga, and we didn't wanna miss that. So me and my wife Josefine went to Malin to start the party. It was really nice catching up, but after a while it was time to move on to the next party, at Markus' house. It was crowded in that little space, but if there's room in your heart... haha. Then of course, it was time to get to the nightclub (it feels really funny writing that, since it's more like.. a livingroom floor, with lots of weird people) to watch Molotov. They were great, but we were bummed they only played ONE song that we knew.

Don't remember if I've already been writing about Oslo, and it's soooo hard to open up my blog and take a look...not really. Anyway, I LOVED Oslo. But I also love to travel, and without money, that's kinda hard. And Oslo seem far away at the moment. I want a job now, or better yet, yesterday... So I'm considering staying here over the summer to earn some money. Maybe I should print a t-shirt that says Karlskoga in my heart (but with the Tabita-accent). Hopefully Oslo is still exsisting by September.

Now I'm gonna finish watching Into the Wild, just because I love the movie, it reminds me of what I want to do (not die in an old bus in Alaska). The other side of the truth is, I have no live, I'm still a liiiittle bit sick, and I have no other movies to watch.

Cut copy is DJ:ing in NY tomrrow. I cut my finger doing the dishes. But who's bitter over something like that?! Not me...haha.
I'm not bitter, because I'm going there too. Not tomorrow, but sometime. To get there, I need some money, and to get that, I need a job. That's why Im gonna write about how great and important I am to every employer in the whole world, and I gonna get a job and everything is gonna be great and I'm not gonna cut myself on a big sharp knife here again! Finally it's spring, daylight saving time again, I guess that's why Im getting optimistic. I haven't given up on anything I've really wanted to do in my life, and I wont start to do that now. So, in October me and Josefine (who else? we're gonna end up either killing each other, or marry each other) are going to the greatest city in the world, and I'll show her Scotch plains, Westfield, Rock'n Joe and THE PELOSIS;D Maybe then I'll do the tour around NY this time.

Yes, spring is here, believe it or not. Almost all the snow is gone. Tomorrow it's supposed to be sunny and 10/50 degrees! If it stays warm over the weekend, we'll go to our summer cottage!

Okay, here it comes, the big news for today; I went to Som Hemma, and bought a coffee...But it was nice. Ellinor brought me two nice tops from Thailand. Thank you, sweetie:D And for once, me and Josefine didn't freeze to death when we walked home. Well, obviously we've never frozen to death, walking home from Som Hemma. But I'm telling you, it's been close! Not anymore, it's SPRING, and I'm veery happy about that!!!