And it's wonderful and fantastic and I can't believe how zen I've been about the whole thing. The only time I freaked a little was a couple of hours before signing. Other than that - cool as a cucumber. I normally worry about everything. It's a problem. But with this apartment - not much of a problem at all, despite the buttload of money I'll need ( Read more... )

I bid on a very nice flat last week, but I lost it. When the bidding reached a certain amount I started to feel uncomfortable and bowed out. It was interesting to actually feel in my gut when I reached my limit. And it's a strange thing, having done something so big (for me) and still feel completely at peace with the (negative) outcome.

I went on a date today, and it was nice enough, and the guy was nice enough, but I felt nothing. No connection, no spark, no interest in seeing him again. It was sad. I don't look forward to telling him there won't be a second date. Ugh.

It's a pure joy to watch the conservative royalists implode with impotent rage over our new princess's and future queen's untraditional name. Thank you, Estelle Silvia Ewa Mary, you are only a day old and already a treasure to us all.

I ... just signed up to an online dating service. And I've already had some people contacting my profile page. Holy fuckballs, what do I do now? I have no clue how to deal with this sort of thing.

When I went to bed last night there were 17 dead in Oslo and Utoya - when I woke up this morning there were 91, mostly teenagers. The whole thing is just incomprehensible. I have no words, just tears.

how much better my life has been since I read this: The Complete Guide to Not Giving a Fuck. So. Much. Less. Second-guessing. It's like magic.

I miss last summer. The AI8 Tour was so epic, and I didn't even realise how epic it was until I started noticing how boring this summer has been in comparison. I miss staying up to 5 or 6 am every night, following the tour on Internet and having no social life to speak of. Also, last summer I had at least four weeks off from work, while this year I ( Read more... )

A minute ago I felt something wriggling under my left foot. Turns out I was half standing on a hugeass centipede monster thing. Urgh, I can still feel it.

About the goddamn Eyjafjallajökull erupting. I didn't feel anything like this a couple of years ago when the global financial system almost collapsed around our heads. Things still seemed to be somewhat under control, then. But this? How the fuck do you control a volcano? And what happens if Katla also erupts?

I think I might be having an ( Read more... )