Today, I got a confirmation from Socialstyrelsen that I am indeed registered to give up my organs when I die. I get this strange urge to celebrate. Of course, it could just be that I've reached that point where I'll celebrate just because it happens to be a day that ends in "day". But I'm happy.
Except Katherine Hepburn died, and that makes me sad again, although she was 96, so not very sad. And I have a very pretty new mood icon set made by
jess79, and it's a lot better than the hamster one, so I'm happy about that too. I have a feeling I should friend that girl to keep up with all the great stuff she's doing, but on the other hand there's always someone willing to tell...