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Meme from hellison, who picked three interests and my three icons to explain. If you want to, reply and I'll pick three of yours.

Alpacas

Well, I love knitting and animals. The natural animal to have would perhaps be sheep, but don't they look rather boring? Doesn't LLAMA have more of a ring to it? And isn't alpaca yarn the most softest and coziest yarn ever? Well, then. the solution is obviously ALPACAS. One day I will have them.

Beer snobbery

I drink wine, but I'm more of a beer person, and I love going to pubs/bars where they have loads of interesting new kinds of beer to try them out. I also love to make fun of friends brought to said pubs when they order a "stor stark", which in English I assume would be theequivalent of ordering a "pint" please.

Vadstenaknyppling

I've taken a course with a couple of my girlfriends in bobbin lace making, which is very intricate and interesting. Bobbin lace is knyppling in Swedish, and Vadstena is the town where it's been practiced the most and hence it's the most influential style of lace making in Sweden.  It looks like this: http://www.koping.se/upload/Knyppling.jpg

Oh, and I don't know how to put the icons in here but I have... one with a cat, which is my youngest cat Kosmos as a kitten. Cats are self-explanatory on LJ, yeah? And one with Capt Jack Sparrow. Fangirls are self-explanatory too, yeah? And one that says "That's MISS bitch to you" because it amused me. Alas, I need to change it to MS bitch, but I can't be arsed.

Current Mood:
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Meme from littlebluefish

"We all have things about our friends that make us slightly envious.

Not in a bad way, but in a 'Wow! I wish I had that person's hair/eyes/money/relationship/toenails/whatever.'

So tell me what about me makes you envy me. . . then post this in your LJ and see what makes me envious of you."

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I now have more serious and grown-up hair. Blondness has gone along with a good deal of the length! Pictures might follow.
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I wonder, who puts these lists together? 100 books on a list, including Ayn Rand, Steinbeck Irving, as well as Stephen King, Dan Brown and Barbara Taylor Bradford? What is the point? It's not Banned Books, it's not Popular Books Right Now, it's not Books Generally Regarded As Great and Changed the World (unless someone knows something about Barbara and Bridget Jones that I don't). It's just... pointless?
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I'll do a proper update someday, but for now only this (because I found it amusing)!

In my next life I want to be a bear.

If you're a bear, you get to hibernate. You do nothing but sleep for six months.

I could deal with that.

Before you hibernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid.

I could deal with that, too.

If you're a bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you're sleeping and wake to partially grown, cute cuddly cubs.

I could definitely deal with that.

If you're a mama bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line, you swat them too.

I could deal with that.

If you're a bear, your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling. He EXPECTS that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat. He KNOWS not to get between you and the food.

Yup..... Gonna be a bear.
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It's 11 am and I've run out of things to do. It's been this way all week. And yet, I was home ill two days last week. It's so bad I volunteered for extra work next week (nice opportunity to score extra points!) but I still don't have anything to do today. Let me explain to you how bad it is. We have these sets of books, commentary on the most important sets of laws we deal with. They come in the shape of binders with loose pages and are constantly under revision. The point of the binders is that we don't have to get new sets twice a year when they're revised, we just have to swap the pages out where changes have been made. This means having eight really fat binders, and going through them manually swapping page 5:3 v. 51 for page 5.3 v. 52. You get the point. My point is that it really cheered me up when I found that I have three new versions to go through and put into the binders. Someone please send help!
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Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

Last Friday I put money in caramel_betty's expired parking meter (14 points). In June I donated bone marrow to hellison in a life-saving procedure (300 points). Last week on a flight to LA, I stole the emergency flight information card (-40 points). In May I helped whit_merule hide a body (-173 points). Last Sunday I turned rich1337 in for tearing the tag off a mattress (3 points).

Overall, I've been nice (104 points). For Christmas I deserve a pony!

Sincerely,
kanaalzahir

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So, our washing machine started giving off this burning smell last weekend which had uss sort of worried, especially after a friend told us about her sister and how her washing machine broke out in flames... We decided not to use it until further investigations. Mr Kana found the time to take it apart on Thursday and didn't discover much. It was decided we needed a new machine.

Weekend was busy, but we managed to conduct research into the vast field of washing machines and decided on some criteria. Yesterday was to be the day of Buying a New Washing Machine.

Now me, I thought this was going to be easy-peasy. (I'm sure some of you know better.) I mean, I'm really good at shopping. You go into store, you decide on product, maybe you ask a question or two, you hand over your VISA and hey presto, suddenly ownership has been transferred.

How wrong I was.

We went to store number 1. We decided on a product. We wanted to ask a question or two. This is where it started to go pear-shaped. We waited for 20 minutes, behind another couple who was on a similar quest. Finally we got to talk to a young man who could not answer our question. He seemed resourceful enough and phoned up some sort of supervisor to find out. While on the phone, some sort of supervisor shows up, asks if we're the washing machine buyers, which we answered in the affirmative, and told us to come with her. Feeble protests that we were finally getting some help and were completely pleased as it were did us no good. She told our bloke to hang up and took us to the Help Desk Thingie. Where she left us to go on the phone.

Nothing happened.

And continued to happen.

We asked some other people working there, but they knew nothing and concluded we better stick to our woman. When we started actually listening to her conversation she was waffling about some cooker. Rather rudely I interrupted her and asked if we were going to get help? It turns out she thought we were the other couple, who apparantly wanted to return a product... When we informed her that we were not, and also that we were now going to take our custom elsewhere she dragged us back to the washing machine area and forced us on another bloke.

Not to much surprise, he also didn't know the answer to our question, and waffled a great deal. When we informed him that we were now leaving, he finally managed to actually give the answer which was positive for us. So we decided that we'd just buy the damn thing and get it over with.

Now it turns out that they actually don't have pretty much any machine in the store, because factories in Germany are on strike. Now we actually did leave.

Enter store 2. Repeat procedure to find acceptable product. Repeat 20 minute waititng process to ask question (because other couple from store 1, (who had managed to get a refund for the washing machine they bought two weeks ago but had yet not received) made it to store 2 before us). Find out that this particular store is out of the machine in question, but that their other store, 20 minutes away has it. Decide, despite the odds, to go there. In separate cars.

Proceed me being utterly and completely lost for 30 minutes, looking for store number 3, blood sugar down around my knees, and, of course, no phone battery.

When I finally get to store number 3 it turns out woman at store number 2 is an idiot, and it is in fact store number 4 who has the washing machine. At this point I broke down screaming and sobbing and we went home. Without a washing machine.

Part 2 of the saga will take place today after work. I will bring chocolate. Wish me luck.
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I really, really don't want to do Body Combat today. It would be so much nicer to just go home and put on my new hairy toe socks... But I shall be strong and go!

In other news, house owning is as Interesting as ever. Yesterday we had a man with a digging machine thingie come dig up the back yard completely so we can out water pipes down there. Unfortunately he also digged up some electrical wires who apparantly were Instrumental. Well, when I say digged up I don't mean up as much as yanked. They moved 5-10 cm or so, and this has caused electricity to be... sporadic throughout the house. Very Interesting to say the least. It seems fridge&freezer + dishwasher, heater/boiler and water pump all work. We also have some lights working, but only one normal socket. Luckily this is in the middle of the house, so wherever we go wehre we want to do stuff to do with electricity we drag the longest cable ever behind us to plug in various appliances.

Oh yeah, and the washing machine started to do this rather worrying burning-type smell last week so now we daren't use it at all. A new one will hopefully be bought tomorrow and instaleld during the week.

Sigh.

But I bought this great fabric to make Christmas curtains for the kitchen!!
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Because we are as lazy as very lazy things we haven't put more wedding pics up yet, but the photpgrapher has, so if anyone's interested we're at: http://www.fotografjennyblad.se/ida%20o%20olle.htm.
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