Bad Housewife
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As a 1930s wife, I am
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On life and stuff: have now completed second semester in media and communication never mind the first semester, spiffy essay landed on a well deserved B, which, on an A to E-scale, is very good. All I need now is some few nasty credits from one of my computer-courses.
O handed in his application for a prolonged visa today, which went well. We got to watch a typical example of tacky journalism, though, as a team with a camera marched in at the Migration Board and promptly started filming. It soon became clear (for anyone able to overhear a conversation in Swedish) that the team was from national television, that they were filming specific persons, with the agreement of said persons, and so on. But, please, whatever happened to making introductions? Or how about notifying the people working there that you're about to start filming? The journalists didn't wear any logotype or company name that identified them as journalists from any specific company at all, which I found strange. I think that both I and the people working in the office got the impression that a large, scandalous story was about to unravel. I don't know how journalists in Sweden usually go about doing their job, but for a (in my understanding) pretty undramatic event, they sure created a lot of attention. Say what you want of the Swedish Migration Board, but if someone walked into your office and started filming like that, wouldn't you get worried? Offended? Annoyed? Geez, some people... should need some common sense. Force-fed through a garden hose.
Also; watched Doctor Who; Silence in the library and Forrest of the dead, all in one go. I love Doctor Who. Although I find the episodes slightly predictable at times, but that's just because I'm far too accomplished when it comes to narration. ;D
No spoilers though, I promise! I'll leave that to... whomever it may concern. ^_^