How I wish I had a camera on me today. Some days there’s this man on my bus that looks like Will Farrells twin. It’s so funny. In the summer he usually has this really short tiny sports jacket from 1980 or something. Will Farrell should see him.

Ref. photo without stealing one: http://www.imdb.com/media/rm1018337024/nm0002071

I finished The Host (by Stephenie Meyer) last night. The ending was a bit unexpected, but much better than what I thought would happen. It was really good. Can’t wait for her to give out a new book. I love the way she writes.
I’ve asked my brother (Benny) to buy the book for my other brother (Micke). It was all sold out here, but they had it in Stockholm. Micke had his birthday in January so that’s his present. Not late at all. We haven’t been home since Christmas. We also bought a Whiskey bottle and 2 Whiskey glasses for my dad, who had his birthday in February.

Pelvis (13:03):
I bought the whiskey as well. yesyes.
Jenkins (13:03):
Try not to drink it now then.
Pelvis (13:04):
hehe, that’s not a problem.
Jenkins (13:04):
Well I wonder!
Pelvis (13:04):
I’ll bring it tonight!
Jenkins (13:04):
Yes! It’ll be a drag otherwise!
Pelvis (13:04):
I bought this one: http://systembolaget.se/SokDrycker/Produkt?VaruNr=513
Jenkins (13:08):
sounds disgusting enough.

Benny also had his birthday in February. I gave him a ticket for Jeff Dunham’s show that is TODAY. (Go search for him on Youtube if you’ve missed him.) I’m so excited to see him. I’m expecting to laugh so I’ll get a stomach ache. Matt, me and Benny are going to meet up Linda there. I bought four tickets, last one for Bennys girlfriend who then couldn’t go. So I made Linda come with us.
Fun times.

On Thursday afternoon we are going to my parents house, for Easter and to celebrate everyone’s birthdays. That’s just a 4something hour drive. After half of it Kissen usually thinks it’s time to do number 1, or number 2, in her travel box. It’s a lovely ride, as you can imagine.

My lovely, sweet, cute, best cat peed on my shoes this morning. She confused them with her litter box. I can see how she’d do that. Shoes.. litter box.. what’s the difference really? She must have drank like 5 gallons of water before too.

I rinsed them off in the bath, then in the washing machine they went. I really hope they survived.

Lucky for her I love her. But bad bad bad cat!

..I am feeling it in my arm now. Ouch. I’m the most untrained person alive. Darn the useless muscles, I don’t have, in my right arm. If that wasn’t enough..

..my finger stings abit. I was cuddling with the cat yesterday, swinging along to some music and then when I tickled her stomach she did that too me. Obviously she doesn’t like dancing either.

We had a little company thing yesterday. 4 of us played Wii in the conference room. Yup.
We did some skiing with one of those wii-fit thingies.. I was skiing the hell out of everyone, until I think Mattias beat me on the last round. On bowling I was second best, I am pretty good right.
Then we did some tennis and volleyball. Kaj and I almost beat the computer dudes on that one. We tried baseball too feeling a bit silly standing like you had a bat in your hands and swinging away.

Strangely enough I don’t feel anything in my arm today.

..and I am now carrying The Host in my bag so I can read it on the bus. Stephenie Meyers sure knows how to capture people with her stories.

I decided to hold up on the other books. I couldn’t help but read The Host last night, I got from ch.5 to 9. She’s now off to find Jared and Jamie. I almost brought the book on the bus, but I don’t want to mess it up to much.

I’m at work trying to figure out how to do a site with css. I’m not doing that well, which makes me mad. I can’t even get the bloody background image to show itself. I’m thinking about screaming at the moment. I can get a colour in the box, but not the image. Come on!

Wondering what to do..

Twist hair up.. yeah.. having too much fun..

At least the cat has a busy schedule..

Joins cat to try it out..

Got bored and started to read The Host by Stephenie Meyer instead..

Decide it’s not a good idea to read 3 books at the same time, goes to cut out a hat..

And get the good idea to make coffee and drink 3 cups..

I think I need a forth one..

We saw Bob Dylan last night in Stockholm. Bob freaking Dylan!

It was so good. But as I read in a review: “You could almost hear what he sung”. That sums it up pretty good. To me it mostly sounded like “blahabla blaha blaha Desolation road” (oh it’s Desolation road). At some points I noticed I was smiling at how it sounded. How rude. It was really hard to hear any words though. Still it was magical. Dylan is a genius.

I also wanted to smack myself in the face after an hour as I was so tired and my eyes wanted to stay closed after every blink. That’s unacceptable really.

Songs he did do that I noticed, he does change them a lot live, and I’ve only listened to his old stuff.
Desolation road
Highway 61
Rolling stone
Lay, Lady, Lay (they played this outside before the concert and I was singing in the cue. In the concert his singing made me so confused I couldn’t sing along at all.. hah)
Blowin’ in the wind
The “Everybody must get stoned”-song.. can’t remember the title.. (titles and me don’t go hand in hand)

I’ve never been in such a long cue before to get into a concert at Globen. It was SO bloody cold! I had a sleeveless dress (yes the Topshop one with hearts), stockings and my red converse shoes on. And my coat. The wind went right through me. Brr. We sat down at 19.30 and he got on stage 19.40, which was impressive. People never keep the time, but he did.

10p for Dylan!

I got a letter from a school I went to in ‘99 yesterday. They informed me it was a reunion this year in April ’cause it’s been 10 years. I wouldn’t go if they paid me.

I left high school in ‘98 and had no idea what so ever about what I wanted to do. So I stayed in my home town for a year and worked, 6 months with a clothes designer and 6 months in a photo store. Then I decided I wanted to live where my friends had moved, which was Växjö, so I found this school that had a course in Photography. Which was the school I got the letter from. That year didn’t really do anything good, more than moving.
They wrote that someone in every class should call around and get as many classmates possible to come. I’m not really worried that someone will call me. I really hope no one will.
I have a videotape we did in a lesson, one girl did a presentation of everyone in the class and she called me “a tiny snow white” or something like that.
I remember hearing them saying strange stuff about me (mistaking my shyness for being arrogant, why would you ever do that?), but no one ever talked to me (except the 4 friends I had).

Funny thing is that they also sent a photo of attendants from last years reunion. NO ONE was under 60y. Hah! Yeah, I so wanna go. I want to meet everyone that’s ever gone to that school.
I’m gonna toss that letter.

Take out your phone, open up your messages. Answer the questions by writing the first sentence in your messages (1st question; 1st sentence in 1st message, 2nd question; 1st sentence in 2nd message and so on).

1. What would you say if your partner was cheating?
Cold, but so worth it.
2. What do you always say to your best friend?
Hej hej.
3. What is the first thing you’d say if your friend was hit by a bus?
I have a 30-60% sale on my fabrics and baby clothes.
4. What’s the worst thing you could say to an enemy?
Going home on saturday at 7.
5. What would you yell if you won a million?
Everything is well warm.
6. What would you say to God if you meet him?
We are here now.
7. What do you want to hear most of all?
Hey, grandma is home.
8. What will your last words in life be?
Blocked and ignored.
9. What would you say to a close friend that just got a deadly disease?
The sleeping baby strikes again.

Was that fun in any way?

I walked up to the store to get some dinner before, listening to Tigerlou. It’s sunny for once, but we still have snow. When I got home I felt really off though. I was getting black dots in front of my eyes and I knew it would go completely dark any second, which it did. I actually fell down to the floor and just sat there for 10 minutes. I never faint, but I might have done if I hadn’t gotten to the floor. Yikes.
This cold has been going on for a week now. I think I’ve had enough.

My fingertips are blue. Need coffee.

I’m still sick. Seriously. What’s up with this crap?! I think it’s all very unfair. I’ve watched the English series Skins, both first and second seasons. I’ve watched The Haunted Airman and.. I tried to watch Milk but got bored. I saw Flakes, which also was kind of boring and never ending.

While watching movies I made the clothes Noor has on (right). Not the hat though.

And I took some photos of this majestic cat. She thinks she’s all that. And she is.

I’m seeing things. I thought the cat was walking up beside me this morning and out the door when I said bye to matt.
Just now I thought there was something infront of me while I was walking out to the hallway.
Delusional. Nice.

Or it’s just the fact that I really need to cut my bangs.

And I got a horrible cold since yesterday. Darn. It.

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My throat  aches. And I’m cold. Damnit. I think my fingertips are blue. I was gonna draw something tiny to go along with this text, but I ended up drawing this strange thing which took like an hour instead.
I’m thinking about joining my cat. She’s lying in my bed looking very comfy. I think I should go get some tea instead.

I’m listening to Red House Painters. That’s one singer with a great voice. I think I am sick actually. I thought about it. Just now. I went down town yesterday to get some stuff at h&m and someone must have passed something on. Right? I might freeze to death now.
Head ache coming. I could make this into a “minute by minute - how you feel the sickness growing”.