Bright Sunshine

For fear that this might become one of those horrible horrible 'look-what-I've-got'-blogs, I doubted almost four second weither or not to post the picture below. But just look at it! It's super-flat, super-light, has a German keyboard and it's sunshine yellow. What's not to like?

I AM an addict

That's no lie. The count is a now 143 rounds of washi tape. And the worst part is that in my heart of hearts I haven't got nearly enough.

Happy ITLAP-Day!

A streetcar called 'growing old' ?

I should be making a big deal out of it. Turning 30. I fear it's rather underwhelming. I've kept up the pretence of adulthood for so long now. Another year isn't going to make a difference to me.

This really doesn't need a title

I'm not an addict

Maybe that's a lie.

129 not counting doubles.

Healing

A day to day account starting last week; that is when the burning by steam of my lower left arm happened, might have been more interesting. But as you can see it is healing well, it hurts but very little now and even the crazy-ass itching is almost over. This does not mean however that I will not  e very happy with moisterizsing ointment left as present on my doorstep.

Birthday Party Preparartions

I realize that the title of this blogpost can be seen as a prelude to a load of picture with lots of giant cakes and colourful decorations. And let me disapoint you straigh taway: there will be no such thing(s).

I merely wish to announce what entertainment may be expected. However I have found no correct or official translation for the game I bought today so let me be as cryptic as you are used of me by now: 'Hark! Hark well! For the sound of wolves.

a week off

I really should have planned ahead. I know. But faced with nothing to do, I'm a disaster. I had hoped to go on a short trip, or visit some friends who live out of town. I have announced going to the very North of Europe I can't even manage getting out of bed to take the train for a half-day trip to our own coastal region.

tssk tssk