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Posting so very rarely these days that it's embarassing! But there's not a lot more to tell. I'm still unemployed, though I have been networking for a possible book project lately, sort of a dummies guide to young adulthood; an idea that's been received with outcries of "That's brilliant!" and "I wish I had had one of those when I moved out", and so hopefully I could have something here. More on that as soon as I have anything to actually divulge.
Ida started art-school Monday last week, and today she quit. This on no part because of social anxieties or lack of interest, but simply because we just can't afford rent or food if she continues, as we have no income. That is still somewhat a problem, as we don't have income, and we'll have to start paying bills soon. 1000SEK does not a 6000SEK bill pay. But anyway, no griping. We'll just slog on in the government subsidy trench and hope that now that I'm looking for work back in Stockholm again, something will pop up and we can move down south. We had the best chance a couple of weeks back, but since we weren't aware that Ida'd quit school so soon, we let an apartment go, and now here we sit. Miserable. With six cats.
That, at least, is a relief: it seems that all the kittens will find a good new home. There's some fight about the two little ladies, and one of the gingers - now named Guiness - is going home with crimesofmrivan. Hopefully my friend Linus from Cyberia won't change his mind about the little black guy, because he's an awesome cuddler. As for the last ginger, we've decided to keep him for ourselves as he's got such short hair, and have affectionately named him Sixten. That name makes no sense in English, but I promise you that it's not supposed to be read as 610. I should post some pictures, but seeing as how Ida is spamming facebook with them, I can't bring myself not to be lazy.
November is coming soon. You all know what this means. Get your outlining novel notes ready for that massive monthly countdown.
Ida started art-school Monday last week, and today she quit. This on no part because of social anxieties or lack of interest, but simply because we just can't afford rent or food if she continues, as we have no income. That is still somewhat a problem, as we don't have income, and we'll have to start paying bills soon. 1000SEK does not a 6000SEK bill pay. But anyway, no griping. We'll just slog on in the government subsidy trench and hope that now that I'm looking for work back in Stockholm again, something will pop up and we can move down south. We had the best chance a couple of weeks back, but since we weren't aware that Ida'd quit school so soon, we let an apartment go, and now here we sit. Miserable. With six cats.
That, at least, is a relief: it seems that all the kittens will find a good new home. There's some fight about the two little ladies, and one of the gingers - now named Guiness - is going home with crimesofmrivan. Hopefully my friend Linus from Cyberia won't change his mind about the little black guy, because he's an awesome cuddler. As for the last ginger, we've decided to keep him for ourselves as he's got such short hair, and have affectionately named him Sixten. That name makes no sense in English, but I promise you that it's not supposed to be read as 610. I should post some pictures, but seeing as how Ida is spamming facebook with them, I can't bring myself not to be lazy.
November is coming soon. You all know what this means. Get your outlining novel notes ready for that massive monthly countdown.