Yearly Archive: 2004

On my way home from work yesterday, I stopped at the store to buy Frosted Flakes and mail my write-in ballot, and while I was there I grabbed a cucumber and some watermelon, and a carton of milk and then I saw a Pettson & Findus children’s magazine with a free Findus mousepad on it, so I took 2 of those, and why is it I can’t just go in a store and buy the one thing I stopped there to get? And to top things off, I found the most unbelievably sexist crap in the candy aisle, you’re not...

All my memories but one have disappeared! This is something that enaid posted in her journal today, and she was talking about the LiveJournal function that allows you to mark entries in both your own and other’s journals so that you can easily find them again. But I thought, what if that were true?! What if ALL YOUR MEMORIES BUT ONE disappeared? What would you do? Which one would you want to keep? learning how to ride a bicycle? the way your mom held you and stroked your hair when you cried over losing something? rolling out pie crusts with...

I didn’t say anything about 9/11 on September 11th this year. Partly because I wasn’t near a computer all day and so couldn’t put my thoughts into words and partly because I was crazy busy with an all-day conference which I was helping to organize and there were many things going on, pulling me in different directions and demanding my attention, and partly because I honestly feel that whatever I could say wouldn’t sound pithy or be comforting or have any real value to add to the world-at-large and the opinions out there regarding what happened 3 years ago in...

Am bone-tired. In a good way. The Regional went off with a bang and succeeded beyond our wildest expectations. We rocked. And the…ahem…entertainment did a fine job, despite my 9th-hour freakout. The party was a blast and the food was indescribably good. The conference was full of entertaining, informative, inspirational and thought-provoking speakers. I’ve never been so proud and impressed by the women of my club. My 4 houseguests, including the wonderful reebert who is as charming in person as she is online, were delightful and easy to please and everything went great, except for the gigantic spewing forth of...

The gorgeousness that is the weather here in Sweden is burning so bright, my brain hurts. Yesterday I talked to my brother on the phone, while in a cloud of interview euphoria, and he mentioned that he hurt his knee playing baseball, and I mentioned in a family email that I hoped it felt better and he replied that I healed the knee last night just talking to him on the phone because it’s all better now but his ankle, which was the body part actually hit by the baseball still hurts like hell, and I WAS OBVIOUSLY NOT PAYING...

Not A Good Sign: The first words out of the manager’s mouth were “I don’t want you for this Marketing Assistant job. You are WAY too over-qualified.”

Yesterday I wasn’t getting any LJ comments, and then in the evening I could not get online at all, and let me tell you, it was ugly. PALPITATIONS. EXCESSIVE CLICKING & MOUSE ABUSE. HAND-WRINGING. SHAKING. ANGER, WILD SOBBING. hahahaha! Then I took a chill pill and went to bed. Today, LJ appears to be down almost completely. I can’t get in at all, due to maintenance which the support page says is supposed to last “10-15 minutes” but which by my clock is going on 2 hours. God knows if this entry will post when I try. More and bigger...

No new jobs to apply for today. Reached that conclusion after 1 hour at “work.” Guess it’s websurfing and blogging for the rest of the day. suck Actually, I have stuff to do, it’s just not stuff I care about at the moment. Karin and I went for a walk last night after dinner. Anders and Martin had also left the house about 5 minutes before we did, as Anders needed to deliver a notebook of information on Scouts to the other father that is going to be a co-leader. So, as we came around the corner of the daycare,...

Where is everybody? Is there a party going on somewhere to which I was not invited? har! Hey! Guess what! I have ANOTHER interview! That makes 2! I’m having mixed feelings about telling you all, because what if I don’t get either one of them? Then I have to tell you I suck and you will all feel obligated to *hug* me quite a lot, and I’ll feel better for it, but I still won’t have a job. Anywho, I have another interview and that makes me happy. Also, my brother got a job! Which must be a harbinger of...

I set off into a sky serrated blue, lilac, neon pink cut with the low blaze of the setting sun. Crickets are speed chirping a ticking harmony. A cluster of gnats hangs glowing in the sunlit air, sparkling and shifting; it appears I’ve just missed someone beaming back up. Heading down the snail trail there is a virtual light at the end of the overgrown emerald-shrouded tunnel. The sun peeks in, illuminating the foliage in sharp relief. The air is redolent with leaf mold, stagnating creekbed, and the shit of small dogs. The insect-eaten lace of summer’s fare lines the...