Finished

It's finished! The essay is finished! Just waiting for a seminar now... God it feels strange. And I have so many other things to do... But still, I'm done with it!

Yay

Yay 1. The Essay is soon to be finished. Got some really nice comments on it. Still some work to do though and I'm worried I won't get a seminar before the summer.

Yay 2. My St. Paulia is blooming again. I'm not a person with "green fingers" so this is really good. Especially since my new pelargonium/geranium, or whatever you like to call it, has been really pretty too.

Almost

I'm almost there. It's almost finished. Had a marathon of excessive writing the other night. Think I'm still suffering from it. Didn't do much yesterday and haven't done much today either. Gonna go to L. and watch the Eurovision Songcontest later on. Eat some chips and drink som beer.

I'm listening to this lovely bootleg I got from this girl earlier this week. It's from one of my biggest concert experiences ever. Lars Winnerbäck at Göta Lejon in Stockholm, October 29th 2001. A wonderful gig, an amazing feeling!

It feels so long ago though. I was falling in love with D. at that time. Think I fell out of love little too quick there, but it became such a long story anyway. I met my friend K. for the first time that night of the gig. Had talked a lot online, but never met. And I "dissed her a dark Stockholm night" as she later said.

It was an interesting time that year and the next one. A hard time too. It's not always nice to look back at actually. I skip those pages while looking through my old diary.

Oh my god, I love this bootleg! I think I wanna kiss the person who gave it to me.

Eating me up

Stress is eating me up today. The Essay needs to be finished. Now. My first case takes so fucking much time and energy it's going to feel like a relief when it's done. Which was supposed to be last night. FUCK! And I'm tired. I can't focus. I can't concentrate. I don't eat much. Last thing I need is someone else's stress. Someone else's "me, me, me". I don't have the energy for that rollercoster of yours. I don't want to hear that I'm giving you a hard time. You, you, you. I don't like that black or white rollercoster. I have different shades of gray.

But you don't read this. And I'm not sure I even care.

Monica Zetterlund

Such a beautiful voice. Such a cool woman. Such a beauty.
So sad her life had to end like this.

Cold again

It feels like I'm getting a cold again. My throat hurts. I do not have time for this. Fuck. I even sneezed before. Better clean my apartment, it wont get better from all the dust here. Third time this semester, damn!

Met L. today and her foot is pretty ok, considering. It was a very fine fracture and she'll get a new cast in a few days. We're counting on it to be ok until Hultsfred and Ani.

Got to finish my theory chapter now...

Valborg

Valborg - last of April.

Started the day around lunch with some sill. Then got drunk and got champagne in my hair, on my clothes and in my stomach/head. Did some serious headbanging and due to that, my neck hurts. L. wrestled with M. and broke her foot. Another friend (in another city) got married and went to Paris, I got an sms. Went to a greek restaurant and then to another L. Had some more to drink. Went out. Too much people everywhere. Went home. Talked on the phone. Fell asleep.

Surreal. And now our trip to see Ani is in serious danger. Maybe it's totally off.