Daily Archive: January 12, 2004

I can no longer resist the call of the crowd, the longing for the leap. I’ve achieved lemminghood. I’m creating an Amazon wishlist. Happy dance for packages: 3 books came today, thanks Mom! I’m almost done with my current read, so this was perfect timing. They’re going to televise the trial of Anna Lindh’s murderer on Swedish TV. They’ve been airing commercials for it all evening, like it was a newly released prime-time reality show. This bothers me. Quite a lot. Yesterday evening, before we went to bed, I caught a few minutes of some documentary on TV that was...

I’ve never been much of a one for make-up and major beauty routines in the morning and lived with pretty much the same hairstyle for long periods of my life. Before I had children and moved to Sweden (Land of Personal Poodle-Hair), my morning routine with hair was much longer and more involved. Big round brushes, blowdrying and curling iron, etc. Long periods spent getting each wave and curl to behave and stay in place before setting out. Nowadays, it’s mostly wash-scrunch-capture-and-go. I’ve gone down from a shower-dress-face-hair routine of 1 hour to about 20 minutes, max. It always seems...