Or not.
A lot has been going on, I've been in a kinda shitty mood, mostly due to stress over how much is going on. I've also been very happy to see two really close friends arrive to stay.
Mom and Robin has been here, which was great, but now I just feel like everything that has happened in the latest few weeks has punched me in the gut and I wish that I could skip town for a couple of days.
Last night revived my spirits a bit, me, Maria and Johan had a swedish date with swedish meatballs (tofu for Johan), potatoes, brown sauce (the swedish kind) and lingonsylt. Then Viola came home and we ate cake of doom and had a glass of wine while watching Buffy and Angel.
strength enough to build a home
Hi!
This is the blog of 22 Vicar Street, Cork, Ireland. We are three Swedes living under one roof and working in the same place. Two of us sometimes evenp post on the same blog. We are Kristina, 24 years old, born in Stockholm but has been living in the south of Sweden, in Lund, since childhood. Has been working as a blacksmith but is now just an ordinary (or possibly insane), creative, happy type of person. Maria, the calm, kind, more sensible one, is 20 and comes from Luleå, a city in the far north. She is a shopping-addicted WOW-nerd. She likes spending time with her boyfriend Olof, who lives in our house but who does not write in this blog. He comes from the north as well, from Kalix, a city not far at all from Maris's, but natrually they had to move overseas to meet and fall in love. Sweet irony. Our foreign "correspondent" Sara is 21, from Luleå as well, and she is studying to become a doctor in Gothenburg after woring in Ireland and living in our house for one year. She’s commonly referred to as "the squirrel" due to her high pitched noises, red hair and quite small physique.
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