Still alive!

I know, I’m sorry, I’m a terrible host.

I haven’t been feeling inspired or stubbed myself from not having anything interesting to share, or just not enough info about something that I was relatively happy about sharing. But then again, I don’t get paid to do this, do I? I do this for you, my spontaneous, probably-mostly-consisting-of-people-I-know-IRL, reader base. And of course you, my four little subscribers. Who are likely IRL friends of mine as well. Maybe even my mum.

I kind of deserve it. I wrote a grand total of 7 posts last year.

Anyhow, a bit of an update on my life; I know this probably isn’t whatever obscure reason you’re subscribed to see, but maybe a few of you actually find some interest in this!

So, a good while ago I was having a fight with a very old friend of mine, as you may remember if you read Hard Work, and we’ve made up! We get along quite nicely and I’m happy we’re back. People keep saying we’re like a couple, and we are. Except we don’t shag.

Well, I hope we’re going to be good to eachother for the rest of our days, because I positively hate having a piece of myself ripped out and then choosing to pretend that I don’t really need a liver or a kidney.

Other than that, I’m unemployed again. My old theatre job ended by September last year, and since then I’ve been playing the lute, and getting a forklift license. Which was kind of funny seeing as my coach and I talked about music and theatre and all (I know right, she should have helped me with that so I could become a waiter, right? Ha!), and moving abroad.

And I’ve been fucking up my sleep routine even more, and because of this I go to a doctor, who wasn’t very helpful and tried to get me hooked on some addictive anti-depressants although I stated that I was certainly not depressed.

And then there was Christmas, and New Years Eve.

Yeah, I’ve mostly been nerding about my lute lately. Like a boss. Maybe I’ll share once I get a computer with a better sound-shit-thingymajig.

Oh, speaking of which, my old, trusty computer finally gave up on me. Or well, the graphics card died. Old age, probably. I’m still in mourning. I’m currently on my mother’s old PC, which, is a generous donation as they were going to use it for media in my parents bedroom (suspicious, I know), but frankly. This computer is a piece of junk, much like my old one, although it’s been serving me faithfully since 2007.

With a lot of tweaking, you can play Fallout 3 on it. You can also play Minecraft. You cannot, however, play Skyrim. Or Amnesia. Penumbra; Overture works, but it looks like shit.

Oh, well that certainly brought you a lot of clues of my so, very, mysterious absence, didn’t it?

Here’s a picture to keep you all happy and interested, still looking good.

0079, out.

Manly, very manly.


Hello boys and girls.

Right now I’m sitting in the middle of a creative chaos. It’s usually a term used to describe my mess of a room in a nice way. But this time it’s really more fitting than usual. Do you know how to make a studio in your own home? Well, if you don’t have the fancy money to get you a “real, professional” studio? Well, it’s simple, you improvise a whole lot, use what you have, grab a few lamps, lights and bedsheets, and there you go. Your own makeshift, craptastic, awesome home studio!

Lucky enough for me, I’ve got a whole lot of old stuff, both for LARP and for old plays I’ve been in, so building a set that Jessica and I could agree on wasn’t all that hard.

I wont be chattering about it all that long, I’ll just go ahead and show you some results!

This is a few of the things we used for mood and ambience!

My friend and model, Jessica, in a cape I bought a long time ago in Tunisia, I think. Yes, I hoard things.

We brainstormed when she arrived at 9 am and woke me up, we figured we'd use what I already had at home and settle for a sort of fantasy feel, and in the end we went for this; A lady, hoarding shiny things and keeping feathers in her hair, so a birdlady, of sorts.

I had feathers and eyelashes at home as well. YES, I HOARD THINGS.

Well, I wont shove all of it in your faces, but you’ve got a bit of a peek at what we were doing at least.

Right, have a nice evening everybody!

This week;

This week I’ve been very busy doing things for my parents so they’ll find in their hearts to give me some dole for my hard work. I need to get some money to be able to move around, you see, while I am working on getting a job, my small town doesn’t have much to offer. Today I cooked and cleaned the kitchen. Then I quickly snapped some pictures and just finished transfering those to the computer. Now I will let the battery charge.

And yes, I know the new header looks like something out of a horror movie, a new one is coming, I swear!

Oh, and you remember that interesting post I was going to get you? You know, the one so mysterious I couldn’t even tell you what it was about? Yeah, that one! I bet you’re bursting with curiosity and have been sitting all this time glued to your chair just refreshing the page again, and again, and again just to be the very first person to read it, because you just can’t contain your curiosity! Right?

… No? Well, alright.

Anyhow, it’s coming. I’m still trying to get back into the hang of this after the holidays.

Actually it’s kind of lucky that I don’t often write posts about myself and my everyday life, because my everyday life is kind of boring and just like everyone elses, and I wouldn’t really know what to say about myself. I don’t really come to any great realizations about myself daily. But, I’m looking for a job, I’m just about to send my CV to a certain place, and in a few months I will try to get my ass to a school audition of sorts.

I know, I’m just the master of giving out details about stuff I’m going to do. Maybe you’ll get the details after, since you never really know what happens. Oh, right, I was cooking, I’ll be back in a second.

It was tasty. Ah, that’s something about me I don’t think I’ve mentioned. I’m a vegetarian, but I don’t mind other people eating meat or even cooking meat (I’m not very good at it though) and I’m not some political fanatic or more of an animal lover than your average person. A diet without meat just appears healthier to me, and since I’m not usually passionate about meat it wasn’t too hard to let that go. I eat fish though (which I think makes me a “semi-vegetarian”? I don’t eat chicken, however). One of my friends asked me if I’d eat a dolphin, but, I don’t know? You don’t usually eat dolphin, do you?

Then again, what do I know.

I’m sure you can figure out what it’s like to be home all day for weeks on end, mostly I go for a walk in the evening, sometimes I have a day out if I can manage to dig out the money, sometimes I go to parties, again, if I can afford it. I chat a lot with my friends online, I clean a lot in the house, I try to get myself through some creative process every now in a while, playing some music, painting, digitally or traditionally, and lately I play a lot of, ehm, computer games. Which is not really too creative of me.

Either how, at the end of the day you’re tired and frustrated from doing nothing and always being broke, so I tend to get in arguments with my parents every now and then too. Today they were happy though, since the kitchen was sparkling like a meyerpire in the sunlight.

It seems however, like I wont get any evening stroll tonight, so I shall go ahead and be productive. Here’s two of those pictures I talked about earlier;











I’ve been having a problem lately, in most of my old pictures I wear make up, which I have done a lot throughout my life, there’s no denying, but somewhere last year I rather had enough of it, and now I only paint my face a few times a year, mainly for masquerades or plays. So, I rather felt like the old photographs didn’t show an up-to-date image of me.

Oh, yes, and I’m wearing a hat, such a mystery. I do have hair.

On Friday I’m going away to celebrate the birthday of a friend.

Well, until next time!

My breakfast consisted of;

Well, this is another of these posts I said I wouldn’t do much, consisting mostly of me and my life and whatever’s going on.

And my breakfast consisted of sandwiches if you really wanted to know, with cheese and cucumber.

I’m sitting in my room with Kira to my right, giggling at something on youtube, I just got out of the shower, I have a big, new bed and Kira’s sleeping in my old bed, I also have a big black shelf with doors that open when you press them and a new bedside table. Kira and I spent most of the day yesterday building those new pieces of delicious Ikea furniture and making moussaka. Today we’re going out of town to another town to eat sushi! Nomnomnom!

Anyways, I’m not going to bore you for long, the weather’s rainy and stuff.

This is a Kira! I know, she seems to be really bored with me!

And now on to something else, I finally bugged Harold into getting a wordpress blog; Today in the Past. Regrettably for some it’s still in swedish but those of you who actually speak swedish, or like to pretend, you’ve got the link right up there.

Photographs I

This is me, looking creepy.

This is my mother, looking young and pondering why I'm aiming the camera at her.

This is Emmi, having a cup of coffee.

This is Annie, looking thoughtful.

This is also me, sideways.

Since I don’t have much to talk about at the moment, and I have a lot of photographs I haven’t shown to you, I figured I’d put some of them in a post, don’t worry, I’ve saved a whole bunch for another time.

A Bunch of Books.

While I’m not a big fan of traditional fantasy with elves, dwarves and dragons in litterature (or perhaps I’ve just not found a book within the genre that I really like, yet) I do like fiction, and amazing stories based on true events, of course. I thought I would share some of them with you so that you can read them yourselves, I have a neat little pile of them on my lap and their backs are mainly black, green or brown, with white or golded titles. And they’re piling up so that I can hardly see my computer screen, much less my keyboard.

Anyways, I suppose we should get on with it?

The Meaning of Night (Mörkrets Väg) – When Michael Cox got cancer that threatened his vision he decided to finally write this book he had been planning for more thant 30 years, in January 2005 he became a millionaire as his book was auctioned between english publishing houses. This does not surprise me, The Meaning of Night is a great book, they say it’s like Dickens, but more of a punch. I bought this book in swedish while I was spending a few, I think it was two, weeks on Gotland, and while I had a lot to do the entire time, I couldn’t stop reading this book. The first sentence of the whole thing is; “After killing the red-haired man, I took myself off to Quinn’s for an oyster supper.”
The fact that this book takes place during the 1850’s is obvious, and all the places in the book, more or less, are actual businesses and pubs in London during this time. To keep it short, this book is about a man who found out a great truth, had it stolen from him, and fights to take it all back. It trapped my nose completely by the pages.

This is a totally unrelated photo of my friend Madeleine taken by me, for the moment I shall call it intermission. Since it's totally unrelated and just here to keep your attention.

Reaper Man – Terry Pratchett, wrote this book. Terry Pratchett wrote a great book.
I actually don’t know the swedish title of this book, as I first came across it in english class in school. I don’t remember why I was supposed to read it, but I did, and school has actually brought me many good books I keep in my bookshelf today, well, after going to buy them. It proved to be great, it’s exciting and funny, and I have since bought another one of Terry Pratchett’s books, called Lords and Ladies, which I got for christmas and have yet to read. I believe it is a Discworld novel, just like Reaper Man. The Discworld, for those who don’t know, is a flat world balanced on the back of four elephants, which in turn stand on the back of a giant turtle.
It’s comedy fantasy I suppose. I don’t really think I need to tell you much about this book, except;
What would happen if Death, the Grim Reaper, took vacation?

Crime and Punishment (Brott och Straff) – Fyodor Dostoyevsky. I have actually not met that many others who like this book, even less so people my age, but once again, it was brought to me by school, and I happened to like it. During the time I read this book we were in the middle of setting up a play for school, called “Glasblåsarns Barn” or “The Glassblower’s Children”, for those of you familiar with this story, I was playing the Lord in our little play, which is really beyond the point. The point is, that as soon as I weren’t on stage I was reading this book, standing behind the stage. Of course my fellow actresses thought I wasn’t paying attention, but I very much were, since I apparently have the talent of reading something and paying attention at the same time. I wasn’t late out on stage a single time, but put my bookmark in and put the book aside, and went out into the lights to do what I was supposed to.
Anyways, going back to the book; In Crime and Punishment we get to follow Rodion Raskolnikov, a poor student who owes some people some money and lives in a shoe-box of an apartment. One day, however he decides to kill a pawnbroker, and then…?

This is mine, at the moment of snapping this photo a string was missing. Artsy intermission!

The Book Thief (Boktjuven) – Markus Zusak lives in Sydney, and grew up around stories from World War 2, and he knew from the beginning that this was a story he wanted to write. I only recently read this book, and I loved it. We may read books like Anne Frank’s Diary, and other stories from the death camps, but The Book Thief brings us a story where not all germans are brainwashed by Hitler’s rabid shouting, and has us meet children and adults not following the rules, hiding jews and of course, specific for the little girl called Liesel; stealing books.
It’s very poetic, and very beautiful, and I was up until 4:30 am finishing the last of the book (And then I couldn’t sleep intol 6 am, but that’s not relevant), and the night before that I was up to roughly the same time and couldn’t put the book down. I needed to know what happened. I warmly recommend this book to anyone, even if you think school has educated you enough on World War 2 and the holocaust, this book will bring you to a new, poetic, sordid, happy and beautiful story. (I actually retold most of the book to my mother and said that if I had the chance to make a film, or a play, I would definately pick this story. Only to see that it’s already being made into a film though! Which is great and bad!

I have four more books I thought I’d share with you, but maybe I should save them for another time? You’re already a champ for having the attention span to read this far, so I suppose you should either tell me how much you want to know the titles of the other four books, or simply wait for a post titled supposedly; “Another bunch of books.”

Have fun anyhow, have a great time reading, or share your thoughts if you already did!
Or recommend me some of your favourite reads!