33.

We meet Miss Kristin in her lovely, very stylish deluxe-apartment in the southern suburbs of Stockholm. Kristin greets us with a superior grin and lets us in in her gorgeous hallway.

“It’s all very Art Nouveau, I had Paris in mind when I decorated. Of course, my precious fab shoes got a place of their own.”

We get to continue into the spacious bathroom where green is the theme.
“If you’re going to be sick, you might as well be matching the deco, right?”

“Shelf was bought in Egypt, towels are egyptian cotton with chinese silk vowen into it. Very highclass. Everyone in Greece has them.”

We leave and head for the kitchen.

When we try to ask the lovely lady of the house about her thoughts on the kitchen, she just shivers and pour herself a huge glass of vodka.

We turn around and face the livingroom

“Orange. I hate orange. Orange makes me itch.”

We leave Kristin crying on the floor, such a stylish home indeed…

32.

Hello, I’m bored, how are you?

1. Put your music player on shuffle.
2. Press forward for each question.
3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense.

NO CHEATING!

Will it be ok?
You only tell me you love me when you’re drunk

How are you feeling today?
Don’t stop the music

How do your friends see you?
No salvation

Will you get married?
Sister of night

What’s your best friends themesong?
I have to quit you

What is the story of your life?
Words

What was high school like?
Hot night crash

How can you get ahead in life?
Still alive

What is the best thing about your friends?
Love to hate you

What is tonight going to be like?
Sweet dreams (are made of this)

What song describes you?
Compulsion

To describe your grandparents?
Ballroom blitz

How is your life going?
Heartbeats

What song will they play at your funeral?
Throttle bottom

How does the world see you?
Maria & Jag

Will you have a happy life?
Backdraft

What do your friends really think of you?
John the Revelator

Do people secretly lust after you?
By the sea

How can I make myself happy?
Rescue

What should you do with your life?
Condemnation

Will you ever have children?
Higher love

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Tomorrow I’m doing vogon poetry

31.

Dear blog.

I hope you’re doing well, I know I am. Keeping myself busy working. Just to make you feel a little lesd neglected, I thought I might show you my day in pictures. Would you like that? Oh, I knew you’d say yes!

This is where I start my mornings, usually around 6.30-7.00 am. Today I saw a really drunk guy at 6.45 am. That’s… well, he should have some credit for having the strength of being drunk around the clock, I’ll give him that. After ten mins on the metro I alight and take one of the pretty blue buses over a loooong long bridge, and then I’m at work.

This is a hallway. Very stylish. If you turn your head a bit to the right you’ll see my…

…bookcase-thingy without books. And even further to the right is my…

…desk with stuff on it. This is in the morning, so I hadn’t had time to fill it with papers and mugs and crap.

Yes, the coffee is free.

And that’s where I sit all day, trying to look important, before I get to go home again. Ain’t it great? It is.

Bye bye blog, sweet dreams.

30.

My mac is amazing. 522 hours. Word.

29.

So… right now the only thing I’m doing is packing stuff into boxes and buying stuff that you normally never buy, like… salt and cling foil. Who the hell buys cling foil? It’s one of those things that you always hope to have home, and if you haven’t got any (but you on the other hand have a set of parents/aunts/some kind of relatives or just a really really grown up friend) you can always count on getting some at some point as some kind of gift since these people know that noone actually buys it. The same goes with sugar, canned peas and those little plastic things with a piece or wire in it, that you use to wrap around plastic bags… whatever they are called.

I’m planning on taking some pictures to illustrate my chaos, so I can look back and remind myself to never ever move again, or at least get so filthy rich that I can hire someone to do it for me while I sit on my fat ass, eating chocolates and pointing to where I’d like my 24 carat gold table placed

28.

OK, so I got the job. And an apartment. Now I only need a bed and huge amounts of money to pay for my IKEA-spree. Donations are welcome

27.

Si, I’m still waitin to hear about the job. Annoying.

But, since you can’t just sit around and wait all day, I decided to do something. So I went to the famous institution Systembolaget. For those unaware of this fine store, it’s the only store in Sweden where you can buy alcohol, which means if you get huge cravings for a sixpack on a Sunday in this lovely country, suck it up ’cause you ain’t getting any. Anyhooo, 142 kronor later, here I am, sitting on my balcony enjoying some cheap red in the sun which is totally ok since it’s almost two hours after lunch I’ve had worse days.

26.

Clothes have been selected.

Stuff has been packed.

Report has been read.

I am getting this job.

25.

Note to self: Clean your desktop, lazy.

24.

Since everyone is so bloody curious.

I deserve some credit for not looking more like shit when running a temperature of 40.1°