I had no idea there existed a company - probably Spanish - that makes fridges and such things under the label Smeg. Something that amuses the Red Dwarf fanboy in me. (Yes, I'm tired and easily amused.)

Another tough week ended and I'm trying my best to get some rest wedged in between parents and nephew, but without much success. I still feel, well, edgy. Not to mention out of motivation, but that part I simply blame on it being November. Oh well, finally I at least got around to do some of the long overdue cleaning done.

And on a somewhat mood-related sidenote, it seems I'm running out of chocolate and unwatched Fullmetal Alchemist episodes. The latter even though I have been mixing in a heavy dose of Azumanga Daioh in my watching habits lately.

To be honest, I whine too much.

With the exception of two things, I really don't have much to complain about. I have always had good relations to my parents, my sister and her family; I have a couple of wonderful friends who mean a lot to me - even if they aren't close enough to be around in real life, but maybe it is the fact that they exist that is important; And I have a decent place to live and for the time being still at least some kind of financial security. And for the rest I still have my dreams - not even totally impossible ones, even if they are still dreams - and one day they may yet come true. I'm stubborn after all. ^^

(This whole post is also probably a very good example why I shouldn't write things like this when it's late and I'm tired... Oh, well. I can always lock it later.)

(Also note that I only say that I probably whine too much, not that I will stop doing it...)

While looking for other photos on my camera, I found some three weeks old photos from back when I was bored and had two hours of waiting to kill. So here is a random boring tour around Norrköping, one of the twin cities I call home towns, and this one is my childhood one to boot.

( Beware! Boring city photos under the cut. And lots of 'em. )

*Reading Danish/south Swedish news.*

The biggest international airport in Scandinavia closed for traffic, rail and road traffic between Copenhagen and Malmö stopped between 7.30-8.30 and 11.30-12.30, mail in Copenhagen will be delayed and "big parts of Copenhagen will be subjected to shorter and longer closures of traffic". And the reason? The US president is in town on a blitz visit to promote Chicago's bid for the Olympic Games. Such an important mission! I'm sure the job commuters, air travellers, and common danes trying to get to work are totally overjoyed...

Sometimes you really can't help but wonder if maybe the US president ought to follow the example of the British queen and never go abroad except for official state visits.

And that's even without including how good it looks from a climate responsibility viewpoint to take a Boeing 747 on a transatlantic trip for some four hours of Olympic lobbying.

Sometimes I really hate my brain, just because of the left and right halves of it being both powerful. It's both a blessing and a curse I suppose, since I really need the right side of my brain's dreams, wonderful what-if scenarios and potential future images. Especially lately. Without those, I'd be doomed. And I'm also very much in need of my logical, rational left side. Without that, I would be insane.

I just love some of the imaginations and at least somewhat plausible ideas and potential scenarios that my mind is capable of rendering. Because since I apparently do have an equally strong left side brain as well, they are actually that - potentially possible. Not always likely though, but still not impossible. And I'm a sucker for those daydreams, I must shamefully admit that.

But even so, at the end of the day, it's always the logical, rational - and boring - left side that has the power to veto and point out the flaws and unlikeliness in the dream possibilities. And that is so irritating sometimes.

In short, I hate my mind for being essentially me; A wannabe dreamer that fails hard due to his masochistic tendencies to be so damn boringly realistic and responsible in the end.

Now, I'll better go and fight my parents' too fast-growing grass...

Normally I don't post video links here - and normally I'm not watching the American Daily Show either. But I really do find this amusing in some quirky way, so...

( The Daily Show: The Stockholm Syndrome )

Now, I better go and try to do my taxes and declare that "excess of capital" (official term) they say I have.

It's spring in the air, for several days in a row! Wow.

Today's flattering moment - I bought stuff at Systembolaget (for eventual readers unfamiliar with the honoured Swedish institution, it's the state monopoly store for alcoholic beverages) and to my surprise I was asked to show an ID card; which was many years since I last had to do, I might add. I know people tend to underestimate my age somewhat, but do I really look that young now?

Anyway, I thanked the attendant for her flattering request and showed my ID, on which she responded "Åh, du är ju nästan halvvuxen." ("Oh, you're almost half-adult.") Not exactly the most expected statement, but somehow I really liked it! It's probably a very accurate description of me.

Somewhat bored. So what's better than letting my brain in free gear. Meme taken from schrogwr2. Very random first-that-popped-into-my-mind answers. See it as a free glimpse of how my mind works. Or not works.

( Click and I'll take 30 seconds of you life that you'll never get back )

It's January for sure. Lousy weather (2°C, rainy and windy), I'm tired, unmotivated to do the many things I should do, and mostly just longing for better times. Probably that's why my brain tries its best to recompensate by providing me with wonderful dreams for once. The kind that almost could be true and when you against your will wake up, you're left with that bittersweet feeling - grateful for the much needed solace it provided, but hating that in the end it was just a dream.

Yes, I have no idea why this qualified as a post either.

This has been the first weekend in at least one month that I actually have felt somewhat free. "Free" of course being a relative thing. "Not incredibly stressed" is probably a more exact description. Oh well. And no matter which it is still a case of dark November having passed over into equally dark December and all I really want to do is sleep.

( Photo dump from my camera )