Hello. It is 2011, Christmas is complete, although the tree still stands in the living room, and last night I hardly slept at all because I a) have turned the clock on his head, b) have had nightmares, or c) both. I've had breakfast date with Dessie, chorizo, potato salad and coffee, and now you will see what I got for Christmas, just because I have to do anything to not fall asleep - I have a plan to successfully fall asleep until two last night, it had been reasonable, given that school starts again this week.
I got Moomin cup of both my little sister and Ingo (Should I take it as a hint that both have chosen Stinky? Should I switch my deodorant? Dusje more often?), In addition to the patch from Ingo made me to smile, and flowers from small copper-stepsister.
"So stupid that only a politician could have said it" by Arve Juritzen (it was reading aloud on Christmas Eve, very popular) + "Trainspotting" by Irvine Welsh from Dessie, "23-room" by Ingvar Ambjørnsen from Carro and "Up Oridongo" of Ambjørnsen from Dad. From grandmother I got a box of cash, which I have hitherto used on a necklace.
From Kaja cousin (9 years), I got homemade painting, which is much better looking irl than in the picture. Indeed, so nicely that it will be up on the wall, not bad. My mom gave me very nice, soft bed linens.
In addition, I got a few things I have not taken pictures of: a whole bunch of money (with the odd request to put them on BSU), towels, pajamas, hats, scarves, clothing and gift card Sheet, Plate Company and H & M. The money is intended to buy a new camera (so that I might bother to take pictures again. I gave up what I have now for Roskilde where the images in daylight was overexposed and the rest were so bad that they were deleted before anyone else had a chance to see them) and new mobile phones (the previous one suffered drukingsdøden New Year's Eve, and backup phone gives me stage inflammation of the thumb). I have however concluded that several of the gifts hinting strongly that I should move out soon, especially when I think of that I almost just got kitchen stuff to my 21-year anniversary as well. So to you who would like to get rid of me, yeah, give me a half, so I'm out.
Ok. When it was done. Now you have some seriously come and entertain me, or is the race run, for now I fall asleep. Seriously .. nightmare? I thought it was reserved for young children, but no. Tonight I have both quarreled, been dumped, been pregnant, been sacked, and has been kidnapped. Fucking nice, sort of.
Here is the way today's soundtrack
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