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I don't care what anybody says, mind.in.a.box's song Change totally makes me wibbly-lipped, despite digitalized voices. Also, shit gaise, Dawn of Ashes. Been around for ever, but I only just heard some and it really takes me back to the old trance-days. But it's like Dimmu Borgir accidentally ran a rave, know what I'm saying? I like it. That said, I may only enjoy it while Ida is out since her migraine + my base beats = otl. We need to get some headphones stat.
Aside from that, I got home from Stockholm last a couple of days ago, my stay was prolonged by OOMPHWTFSTOMACH? and some wonky tickets I never got my hands on. Now Sunday I'm going back because I promised my brother I'd fly down to Malmö with him for his university interviews down there. I totally forgot that I'm a bit anxious when it comes to flying in order to stand up as the good sister and totally be there for my little bro' when he actually asks for it - the bloke is twenty, shit, I need to get over myself. We had a lot of fun playing MediEvil and Dino Crisis 2 together as well as just hanging out and talking about his upcoming vacation in China and just.. stuff ♥ We went out to a restaurant to celebrate my mum's birthday, which was the reason I went down in the first place, and I had some wonderful salmon with various cabbages, nom.
In the mail today dropped a notice from the unemployment benefit fund saying - after a silence that's been completely golden since the beginning of February - that I need to add some things to my application in order for them to start consider it. Shit, I thought I'd been standing in line for my turn all these months, how can they just go about waiting like this to inform me that I need to add stuff to the app that could've taken them five damned minutes to sit down and call me about? Bureaucratic bullshit like that just pisses me the hell off, mostly because I've been on the pointy end of that stick for too many times now. I mean, what if I had been living alone? I would have been on the street since March if all I had to rely on was them for aid. Well to do country BAH HUMBUG.
Other than my continued unemployment I guess things are fine. I went to one of Ida's sisters' graduation party this Wednesday, which was nice seeing as meeting her family is still my only resource when it comes down to seeing people at all. Well, that and her psychatry sessions, yee.
The fish are doing fine in the new aquarium: we've had the problem of the Duke eating Doctor Frank's algae wafers but after we started dropping those in after we'd shut down all the lights for the night as well as distracting him with a little food pellet of his own I think we've managed to get him to stop. Frank looks happy and active enough anyway, so I guess he's fine. I'm still looking forward to picking up another golfball to replace poor Sir Colin (the I:st), and perhaps a black moor as well! I have no idea what to call that one though, if we do get one.
Aside from that, I got home from Stockholm last a couple of days ago, my stay was prolonged by OOMPHWTFSTOMACH? and some wonky tickets I never got my hands on. Now Sunday I'm going back because I promised my brother I'd fly down to Malmö with him for his university interviews down there. I totally forgot that I'm a bit anxious when it comes to flying in order to stand up as the good sister and totally be there for my little bro' when he actually asks for it - the bloke is twenty, shit, I need to get over myself. We had a lot of fun playing MediEvil and Dino Crisis 2 together as well as just hanging out and talking about his upcoming vacation in China and just.. stuff ♥ We went out to a restaurant to celebrate my mum's birthday, which was the reason I went down in the first place, and I had some wonderful salmon with various cabbages, nom.
In the mail today dropped a notice from the unemployment benefit fund saying - after a silence that's been completely golden since the beginning of February - that I need to add some things to my application in order for them to start consider it. Shit, I thought I'd been standing in line for my turn all these months, how can they just go about waiting like this to inform me that I need to add stuff to the app that could've taken them five damned minutes to sit down and call me about? Bureaucratic bullshit like that just pisses me the hell off, mostly because I've been on the pointy end of that stick for too many times now. I mean, what if I had been living alone? I would have been on the street since March if all I had to rely on was them for aid. Well to do country BAH HUMBUG.
Other than my continued unemployment I guess things are fine. I went to one of Ida's sisters' graduation party this Wednesday, which was nice seeing as meeting her family is still my only resource when it comes down to seeing people at all. Well, that and her psychatry sessions, yee.
The fish are doing fine in the new aquarium: we've had the problem of the Duke eating Doctor Frank's algae wafers but after we started dropping those in after we'd shut down all the lights for the night as well as distracting him with a little food pellet of his own I think we've managed to get him to stop. Frank looks happy and active enough anyway, so I guess he's fine. I'm still looking forward to picking up another golfball to replace poor Sir Colin (the I:st), and perhaps a black moor as well! I have no idea what to call that one though, if we do get one.