Some kind of saviour

So y'all know my partner left for a shiny new career. Well, now the power controller is going to leave for the same shiny new career. And guess what that makes me???

GUESS!!!!

I had a meeting with the boss today and she's so excited for me to join the team. I start January 1st, get a 20% higher salary, they're paying for me to get certified (I love education!!) with an additional salary increase if I get good grades.

But most importantly, it's going to BE SO MUCH FUN and I'm going to learn SO MUCH.

*happy brain dance*

1) I'm genuinely disappointed and heart-broken over Italy's loss in Eurovision last night. For months I've been so sure of a win, and when I watched country after country give Italy Null Points while giving points to much less worthy songs, it was the biggest let-down in a long time. I'm extremely angry that our own entry, a mindless, soulless, bubble-gum pop song, finished HIGHER than the glory that is Occidentali's Karma.

To put it in fandom language: it's as if your OTP is sunk in canon while your NOTP becomes End Game. I'll be grieving this for a long time.

2) My parents were supposed to fly home on Friday, but dad fell out of bed on Thursday night and on Friday morning he was full-on demented. Didn't know where he was, thought his brother was still alive etc. Mom called my brother and we did a Stroke-test, then I called an ambulance.

The EMTs were super-professional and dad was admitted to the hospital. Mom spent all weekend staying at my apartment, and I got more Mom-time, which was great. Sadly, this meant I had to go to M's apartment and watch Eurovision on her tiny computer screen instead of my big-screen TV. But considering how the show turned out, maybe this was a blessing in disguise. :-/

I spent the night, and after a nice breakfast, I got a call from the hospital that dad was being discharged. Mom, on the other hand, had broken out in fever and was too tired to go pick him up. So I picked him up and we went home in a taxi together. Turns out he had a "mysterious infection" and antibiotics were doing the trick. He's still tired, but not confused and can walk without falling down.

This evening, my other brother came by to pick my parents up. Now they will stay at his house until they are well enough to travel home.

I'm finally sitting down with my computer for the first time in days. And I was planning a whole weekend of partying and writing. :O

I have now lived 37 years without having a penis inside me. (Yes, that's how I measure my age
:-P)

I had the ~brilliant~ idea of treating myself by wearing a nicotine patch, which made me extremely sick. My heart was racing, my hands were shaking, I had difficulty concentrating and I felt really ill. I took it off after an hour and it took two hours until I was back to normal. Never doing that again!

Malin was here and helped me put up my Christmas tree. We had cake and went to a new tapas place. Now I'm drinking Whisky Sour and watching season one Supernatural. Not a great birthday, but not a bad one either.

I just failed to manipulate my mother to chip in for my Christmas tickets!

Me: “The flights are so expensive… It’s 250 EUR if I travel from 23-27 Dec. After Christmas they have a sale and the tickets cost 100 EUR if I travel from 4 to 9 January.”

Me: “I’m not cheap, I’m just thrifty.”

She: “That’s a very good quality! Come in January!”

So, now I have to plan my first Christmas on my own. :D

It’s okay, I’m really relieved not to be travelling during Christmas, and I have several friends I can hang out with. Plus, I’ll just get to relax!

This is what's going on in my life for the next month:

- Eurovision next week! Tuesday, Malin and I are going to semi-final 1 in Globen Arena, Stockholm. Then watch it on TV as usual on Thursday and Saturday.

- Finish the fanfiction I've been working on since February.

- Supernatural and Grimm season finales.

- Malin and I go to Patmos, Greece, for one week. I haven't visited a warm country since 2007, and I'm really looking forward to bathing, sunbathing and enjoying the warm climate. (Also, Greek food, yum!)

It's Sunday morning and I'm drinking coffee and listening to the "Exotic Naps" playlist on Spotify. I have no laundry or other errands to do today. I'm going to stay inside all day, re-dye my hair and hopefully find some nice fanfiction to read.

The weather is rainy and windy outside, but I'm hot thanks to the electric radiator I bought two years ago. I planted heather in the two flower boxes on the balcony: one purple and one red. I worry that I made one of the boxes too heavy; it seems to bounce slightly in the wind.

Have a nice Sunday, everyone.

I just got back from following one of my best friends silversolitaire to the train. She is going back home today. This concludes the 13 day period of travelling/having guests for me.

I went to visit my parents on the 29th (I can’t believe it’s 13 days ago!!!).

I was with them for a couple of days in the cabin. Then silver came and the four of us were together doing touristy stuff for a couple of days. Silver and I then travelled back home and did touristy stuff in the middle of Sweden. And today she is flying back to her home.

I feel sad but also anti-climactic, somehow?

I have five days left of my vacation so I’ll figure out stuff to do. Maybe catch up on Netflix and fanfiction…

Which means fifteen years ago today I flew down to celebrate her birthday. (Come February, I will have lived in this city for fifteen years.) And fourteen years ago today was T.G.I. Friday's in Stockholm, and thirteen years ago was that long quiet day spent listening to the radio, baking, cooking and being home maker... See what birthdays do to you? They provide a handy reference point for you to remember the years going by.

The birthday girl herself is off in the UK on adventures with her secret gentleman friend (not boyfriend, boyfriend-ish) and she won't be back until Sunday. I don't think it's sad that I'm not with her. We broke up a long time ago and I'm glad I'm not the only friend she has. She promised to celebrate with me next week, and I told her to tell me what, where, when and how.

Malin at 40 is a much cooler, wiser and more laid-back person than Malin at 25, which is the way things are supposed to be.

She has always said she'll dump the cigarettes at 40, and she recently switched over to E-cigarettes which allows her to fulfill her promise while keeping her nicotine-addiction. Way to find a loop hole, Malin!

Happy Birthday, crazy girl!

So I kind of won a mock-Oscar last night. Remember back in november when I posted about the short films we were doing at work? Well, we were on a conference yesterday and last night during dinner there were awards given out for Best Actor, Actress, Screenplay and Film. We won in the last two categories. There were four of us who were on the writing team but they pushed me to the forefront and let me hold the speech because it was mostly my idea. I quoted Stephen Spielberg (this glass of water I've thirsted for my entire life) which drew some laughs. At least twenty people told me later it was a good speech, and there were hugs all around.

During the last award the whole production team of twenty five people came up on stage and the producer made sure to thank everyone, which was awesome.

Now this little man will live in my book shelf for the rest of my life! Ain't he pretty? :D