Chapter 2: In which we hear about the big change

Mid-february a collegue of mine at school moved. She moved to a smaller apartment and wanted to get rid of her a-tad-too-big 160-bed. Me and Sandra, on the other hand, had started to feel a bit cramped sharing a 120 bed.

You see the fit?

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Not that subtle, I know =/

Anyway, here's the beauty:

mm, so much room when sleeping...


Thanks to this one replacing our old bed we got the inspiration we needed to redecorate our apartment severely. The old workroom is now our bedroom, the living room is... still a living room, yet a bit more work room-ish. And our old bedroom is now a media room. Everything's changed. Everything's for the better.

You see; at the time we were discussing that maybe we should try finding an apartment in the more central parts of town. We didn't know why, really, but we were both restless for change, and we couldn't really think of anything but moving. Enter bed and it all fchanged. Yokatta!

Buttom line: The devil is in the details, as they say. We knew there was something missing - and we found it! Sometimes (mostly?) the stories have good endings.

Chapter 1: In which we hear about all the "part-heys!"

In January Sandra graduated. This has made a lot of Sandra and Marcus very happy, and has been widely considered as a good thing.

No. Probably shoudln't try to impersonate Adams...

The content was true though:

oooh, shiny ceremony

After the ceremony her family and my family dropped by our place for dinner and cake. This was the first time our parents met each other, and I was actually a bit nervous (don't tell Sandra, though!). It all worked out really well and I'm looking forward to the next time we'll get the chance to invite them all.

Also; the cake was real (i.e. not a lie), and incredibly tasty. Probably the tastiest cake I've had in... a very, very long time.

mmm, donu... um, cake.

As if graduating as a nurse ain't enough, she's also picked up on an offer to teach at Karolinska. She's teaching about leadership styles, group dynamics, and learning processes - so guess if my pedagogics are getting the cold hand at home. My one-year experience obviously matters none anymore as rumour has it she'll be teaching at masters level come fall. And I'm not jealous.

oh, shit, sorry. Forgot that irony doesn't work that well online...

Buttom line: I'm incredibly proud of her accomplishments :)

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Moving on: My mother turned 50 late January. To celebrate this my father (with help from others) organized a party of epic proportions (now, that's a word I don't use very often).

Don't believe me? Who builds his own 11m long bar and scene for a (I think) 9 man big band?

Bygga, bygga...

The only picture I have from the party itself:

Furillos. The band. Check em' out.

But there's more! (without actual live pictures) I got to play a song together with the band ("an easy song, a party song, you'll manage") , and me, Sandra, Oskar and Freja (his gf) actually acted warmups by performing Per Gessles song Här kommer alla känslorna (with a slightly modified text to fit the occasion - read it down below if you're interested). Also, Seth the sorcerer was there! That guy's just awesome.

A big load of hours were put into this project by many, and I don't think a single one regret a moment of it in retrospect. I can't wait until I turn 50, haha.

Buttom line: Gratz ma! I hope you had the party of your life!


Ingers party
(Här kommer alla känslorna)

1.
Det är så kul att se dig här i fest och glamour
Jag har slutat bli förvånad när jag ser nya skor
Med glitter här som tema så kan inget gå wrong
Slå nu klackarna i taket när vi stämmer upp i sång
Slå nu klackarna i taket när vi stämmer upp i sång

2.
Du påtar runt i trädgårn, Valle ger dig assistans
Gåsen smyger upp från sjön och då tar Valle sin cha-ans
Buster sover med sin bebbe någon-annan-stans
Men ikväll så är det party, får vi bjuda upp till dans?
Men ikväll så är det party, får vi bjuda upp till dans?

Ref.
Nu drar partyt igång, det kommer bli så bra
Inger har fest, det-e-härsom alla vill va
Nästa steg, livet börjar, du blir femti år
Nu kan ni se hur under-bart-hon-mår

3.
Med hundar, gubbe, grabbar, firma, alltid på språng
Ja, livet ditt e hektiskt, kanske prova qi-go-ong?
Du är en partypingla, du är alltid på gång
Nu är vi här tillsammans, parta hela natten lång
Nu är vi här tillsammans, parta hela natten lång

4.
I din lilla röda kan du cruisa med stil
Hur var det nu med köpet, vad fick farsan för dea-eal?
Putsa, vaxa, städa, ja, han fixar till din bil
Henrik åker med dig genom alla långa mil
Ja, Henrik åker med dig genom alla långa mil

Ref.
Nu drar partyt igång, det kommer bli så bra
Inger har fest, det-e-här-som alla vill va
Nästa steg, livet börjar, du blir femti år
Nu kan ni se hur under-bart-hon-mår

5.
flöjt solo (Sandra)
flöjt solo (Sandra)
flöjt solo (Sandra)
Henrik åker med dig genom alla långa mil
Ja, Henrik åker med dig genom alla långa mi-i-i-il

Preludes and reflections

There's so many things I want to do...

* Finish up Dragon Age 2
* Go through Lair of the Shadowbroker and Arrival in Mass Effect 2
* Finish my heavy weapons teams for my Imperial Guard army
* Build a couple of different Vampire decks; Uriel, Ankla Hotep, Lady Constancia, Troglodytia...
* Start reading my Sherlock Holmes: Collected edition

There's so many things I should do...

* Read in on Import/Extraction in Excel
* Read in on SiteCatalyst
* Read in on Google Analytics
* Read in on Matlab
* Catch up on this blog...

I guess I'll start buttoms' up.


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Last time you heard from me it was christmas, a christmas I'd spent dead as a dodo (or at least it felt that way). Back then, all I thought about it was 'unfair'. It was 'unfair' that I'd have to spend my christmas in that sorry state.

Throughout this first quarter I've come to realize that it wasn't unfair. Rather, it was the opposite: Noone deserved that break(down) more than I did.

Back in June when I went on vacation (i.e. only working 2-3 days/week @ GameStop) I was in a great need of relaxion. I'd spent a year writing two thesises, I'd started teaching at university, I'd hosted four flatmates (not including Sandra) within the spectrum of eight months. I was drained - and I had no idea whatsoever.

Anyway. Two months almost free of work, of school, of anything. I needed that. I could probably have done with a month more. Probably.

Come August I spent a month at SCB, and then I went directly back to school, studying 1,5 times full time and teaching 2/3 times full time. That was stupid. Upon finishing all my exams and wrapping up all the teaching I went on to work at Gamex, and then I went for a three-day programming course at SAS, and then it was back to school studying 1,5 times full time again.

That week; Exam --> Gamex --> SAS --> back to school was probably the most stupid thing I've done in my life, ever. I'm still paying for it today. And that's why I have worked on the blog since christmas; I've been to tired to do so. Way to tired.

But! Now I'm back - at least for a recap. We'll do a chapter thing just like last time, so buckle up!

"Sorry, out of facts, please move along..."

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