Another evening and still no weekend! This has been such a long week, should've been friday days ago... But as it has decided to finally arrive tomorrow it's birthday dinner on the scheduel. And this one has the potential of hardcore-Days-of-our-lifes drama. We got ex'es, new finacees, jealousy, not to mention alcohol! This is gonna be awesome - dinner and a show....

Tempus fugit. I left work unusually early today and was lookin forward to a long evening at home - I don't know where it went! Already am I up too late... crap.

My brother has just realised some of the consequenses of having a girlfriend. I e no longer have the last say when it comes to clothing. Especially his own. He ventliated this sneaking realisation for me when we met for a fika yesterday, in a hesitant way as he was desperatly hopin he had got it all wrong. I laughed so hard. Well some people (read guys) needs to learn the hard way. Girls are manipulative bitches the lot of us, and will jump at any chance of dominating the shit out of our guys - especially when it comes to clothing. We're just like that. Sorry.

Right now..

..my hair is wet, makin me look slightly like Medusa with it tanglin down like serpents.

..I'm withnessing the craze of bein in love close hand. My brother is head over heels, so that's nice for him and all - but if I were him I'd run for the hills long ago. We've had our discussions about this, my brother being the classical romatic, me being of the more.. shall we say controversial?.. type.
I don't reckon there's anyway to really claim not being a romantic. We're all lovers - if not engineered by society then by genetics. But our defenitions about romance clearly differs.
Me being a very subjectively tuned person, hadn't realized that people actually really do like the things they obviously seem to do. Sprinkling rose petals on a bed to me isnt romantic - more like biological terrorism.

I cant understand how Elizabeth Arden's Eight Hour Cream can be so popular. It smells like shit!

Sundays seems to vary from being very boring, completely devoid of any action to be absolutely packed with things to do. Todays the latter. Just came back from a fika* (*non-translateable swedish word. A fika is meeting someone for coffee/tea/fizzy drink and maybe something sweet to it, or maybe not.) with my best friend Nettan. Now back at home I need to tidy up and clean the flat. Do the dishes. Excercise. Shower. Pay bills. Go check on Hannas flat on the other side of town. Food shop before going to Maddes flat for some girls talk.

Gotta get going!

20th of March

It was time for a lovely first yesterday: the first time to use sunglasses for the year.
This event put such a light feeling to everything that even though I stayed at work untill after 6pm yesterday (when the rest of my office dissapered sometime around 4pm) I managed to do quite alot of studies sitting on the train.
Then I went to one of my best friends flat for dinner with some of her friends from uni.
And today it's friday! I am going to grandfather's today after work. We're gonna have sushi dinner together. I'm looking forward to it already. Even though we txt every day it's still not the same as spending time together, and I havn't been there for a while now.

After that I have absolutely no plans for the weekend. That is to say, I got absolute tons to do, but just no social plans. I'll probably squeeze something in though; I havn't met Nettan and baby Ellan in forever and that usually takes predecendence over 'shoulds' when it comes to studies.

I wonder how Hanna's doing. She should've arrived in Wellington by now. Hope I'll get an update soon.

Emergency announcement

I cant be reached on my private phone.
You have to call my work phone....

Think I'll abandon work now and continue on to do some studies.. Might should've brought something to eat. ....Nah, I'll just go and get a coke from the machine.