thirtyfour

I was reading the Swedish news on Aftonbladet.se. How depressing...

Sverige
Sprang in i dörr - får pengar (13:02)
Kvinna våldtagen i Luleå (12:57)
Kvinna attackerad i lägenhet (12:32)
Åtta dömda i heroinhärva (12:29)
Bättre tider ger gladare bönder (11:29)
Sänkt straff för övergrepp på barn (11:27)
85-åring nekas hjälp av dotter (10:52)
Illegal djurhandel upptäcks inte (10:00)
Katastrofår för svenskt vete (09:39)
Vårdare slängde åldring i golvet (06:45)
Butik sålde smuggeltobak till barn (06:43)
Två dog vid grundstötning (06:38)
Man knivskuren i Köping (06:35)
Drogade pappan före mordet (06:34)
Barn får universitetslektioner (06:27)
Två skadade av 80-gradig vätska (06:26)

I know people reading this that don't understand Swedish will be very confused but I really don't have the energy to translate it all... Basically it's all just really horrible news like rapes and drugs and people that have been killed or hurt in accidents. One says that they have lowered the amount of years you have to be in prison for assaulting kids... Sick!
Ok, one of them is about happy farmers but really... who cares when everything else is crap.

I care too much.

I prefer to get my daily political updates from here: http://punditkitchen.com/

thirtythree

Ok so this is the fourth day in a row that I have woken up with a headache and it's getting very annoying. I think it's the iron supplements I have been taking that is giving me a headache. It's the only explanation I can come up with because I have done everything else I can think of to get rid of it.
So now I have to pick anemic or headache I guess ...No but I'm going to try and get the iron through my regular food as much as possible and hopefully that will be enough.

Yesterday I got my legs and bikini line waxed for Barcelona.
OH MY GOD!!! It hurt so much. I am never ever doing that again!

We are going on Saturday night. I'm really excited to see Barcelona. I have only heard good things about it. We're staying with Rigo the first 2 nights and I'm still trying to find accommodation for the remaining 10 days. Hopefully I'll find something soon.

All the news I had so far...


Here's a photo from Friday last weekend in Hogans:

thirtytwo

outtake 1

///I dreamt last night that it all happened and then we met again like in a fairytale, you were touring and I was a travelling journalist. I must have been like 35. We met in NY and we were falling in love all over again - I thought - and then you showed me pictures of your kids and your wife and I realized it was all too late and I was alone again///

thirtyone

I have a new dress.

thirty

Nobody puts baby in a corner...



I'm going home to cure my sore throat... My immune system is completely out of order. Going to eat loads of vitamins and garlic. Stay away... :P

twentynine

I went to my friend Dairine's (did I spell that right now?) house yesterday to catch up and she got a little puppy! Is he not like the cutest thing ever?






Then I had my first Fibbers experience... was a bit scared at first but I just came for one drink so I left early, but still - so cheap drinks and so funny to look at people. It all reminded me about when I was like 15 and listened to punk rock and I was skateboarding and I wore those crazy clothes... Never dyed my hair pink though... kind of regret that - it's to late now - I would look like a sap.
I must say I felt very tidy and grown up... and a little bit old.

Anyway I had a really good time and I have to say that Dairine's granny is like the sweetest ever. So nice and welcoming. Even though she tried to steal my hat... ;)

twentyeight

Treats from NY in work... Mmm

twentyseven

I finally got around to reading this book... been wanting to for ages.
It's really really good.

Most people have probably read it already but if you haven't - do!

Big Brother is watching you.


Also got around to develop the photos from when my dad was over and from last weekend in Howth. They turned out really good. I love this camera.

twentysix

Flashback/Backflash/Flashback/Backflash

When he said... "I'm like Romeo but I haven't found my Julia" I knew already it wasn't going to work... I mean what kind of person says something like that?

We had spoken on MSN I think. One of my friends had given him my e-mail. Then I let my friends set me up on some sort of date anyway - even though I already knew it was never going to happen. He just joined us all at the Mezz when we went there for drinks one night.

And he came - I saw him, said "Hi" and I turned around to my friends and mouthed "What were you thinking?" when he wasn't looking.
I had just been on a crappy date the week before with another guy and I had told them everything I disliked about that one... I remember it well: He was short - really short. He looked like a little boy. No facial hair at all. He had an annoying high pitched voice. He was insecure and made jokes to cover it up.
I told them all this and still... STILL they set me up with dwarfy there (minus the hair).

I only had to look at this guy once to know that he was definetly shorter than me... he looked like he could be 12 or possibly a girl dressed like a boy. His voice was like a little girl and then when I said I didn't think it was gonna work and didn't want to go out with him again, he got pissed off with me and called me a bitch. Then he said "I thought you were like me. You were gonna be my Julia!" I had had enough of being nice by then and just fled the field.
He hated me for ages.

That was a story from my very short time of dating guys in Dublin. I hate dates and I hope I will never have to go on another one again.

I feel so lucky :)

twentyfive

I saw a photo of Rikard Wolff today and I was thrown back in time... I ran in to him once. (For you guys who don't know - he is a Swedish actor and musician.)

I was in Malmö for a demonstration. this was ages ago! It was a Reclaim the Streets.
It had all gone really well and we were on our way back to the house we were staying in and suddenly some nazi-skinheads were chasing us. We ran for our lives and I ran around a corner into another street and I looked behind me to see if everyone was ok but there was no one there and I ran straight in to Rikard Wolff - who is very tall by the way. It was like running in to a wall. He was like "Are you ok?" or something like that. I just kept running. I had lost my friends and I didn't want to stop until I was in a place with more people - preferably some cops...


Photo: Svenska Dagbladet

But it was pretty funny when I thought about it afterwards.
I looked up and I saw this big smile... He seems nice. I'm sorry I didn't apologize for running in to him.
But if they had caught up with me they probably would have kicked his ass too so in a way I wasn't being rude.

I also ran straight in to Michael Wiehe (Swedish political musician) outside a gig he had. But I wasn't running from anyone that time... I was just being clumpsy.

twentyfour

Good weekend.

Went on a bit of a pub crawl on Friday with Gary. Had way to many cigarettes and felt disgusting the next day - like I was made of tar...



Then I went to Howth on Saturday. Couldn't have been more lucky with the weather...
Fantastic day for it! So pretty.





Yeats used to live here apparently...





Had a very nice veggie burger at some pub and went back into town to meet up with Alex and his workmates at Bull & Castle. Nice.
Was totally wrecked from all the fresh air though... couldn't handle a night out so we went home early.



My Alex had BIG beers... Very manly :)



whoomp whoomp

twentythree

Hihihi

twentytwo

Forgot to put picture up from my birthday.
Best boyfriend ever - gave me cake with 25 candles but I forgot to take photo before we took them out... doesn't matter. Picture in my memory. :)



Couldn't think of what to wish for cuz felt so happy.

Chocolate cake. Very nice one too.

Also went to National Consert Hall. Edith Piaf tribute kind of consert. Very grown up. Very posh. Very romantic.

Love. Love. Love.

twentyone

She's gone back to Sweden. Gonna miss her!

we had lots of fun... will see each other again - Fo Shoo!




Good luck Bettina! :)

twenty

Look how pink I am compared to Rike's nice golden tan... Like a pig. Angry pig.


Ok I need escapades this weekend... will go to Howth and climb mountain. Bring picnic.
Just me. On my own... have wanted to do that for ages! But coincidences always made us cancel plan. Will now have plan just for self and only thing who can stop me is weather.
Will probably run in to millions of loud tourists with my luck... or fall down mountain side - would be improvement really - no no I'm not bitter... it's just that I have no life plan and basically all my friends live in other countries. I don't have a life crisis. I am life crisis.



This is Mao. Tut tut.
Unconditional love you might think but no, he is slut... not my cat... just sucks up to me to get food.

Love him anyway. Tut tut.

nineteen

Back in school. Figuratively speaking. Not literary. Don't want.

Thinking of starting to study soon. Maybe in other country. With less rain. Feel have no soul with no creativity and no learning. Only earning.

Maybe time to move on soon. Been thinking that for long time.

But then there is this



and do not want to leave after all. Maybe lure with?
But would be selfish. Yes. Lots of thinking to be done.
How to make all things come together.
Yes. Lots.