The secret is out

I know who Sara dated, because I had a breakfast date in town with the very same person this morning! And later tonight we watched movies together, and had doughnuts and hot chocolate... Not so intimate and romantic though, we had company. (Guiltridden company.)

Last night I wasn't very nerdy either actually. Hannah convinced me to go out for one quiet beer, but that was far from the truth. Drunken adventures at the Crane Lane, including the line "Do you come here often?", the line "I like your back. It is perfect.", "Are you a local gal?", "do you live here in Galway?" and on top of that some guy tried to lick my arm. Not very pleasant. And lots more of course. The night ended at an "afterparty" with only goal being that Hannah wanted to make out with some random guy named Steve. (Reported from his kitchen this morning in my own blog.)

Right now I'm waiting for someone special to log on to msn. But maybe I'll just go to bed.

A Candlelit Date

I beg to differ - my night was not nerdy at all. I had a date, the good kind with candlelit dinner, a movie and some quality time in bed. And neither Kristina nor Maria knows who the mysterious date was and it is driving them crazy. As I said: the good kind.

Nerdiness

Sara was at work today, then she came home and started to study. Me and Maria has been watching Buffy aaaaall day. Now Maria is gearing up to raid in World of Warcraft, and I'm gearing up to sit on the sofa. Maybe eat some icecream. All of us, in front of our computers. (Exept that "my" computer is really Maria's old computer.)

My turn

to leave work early. For the first time. Iv'e been generally healthy for four months. But today, I don't know what hit me. In the head. Hard. But it hurts. My head hurts so much I feel dizzy and a bit sick.

The joy of a Easter vacation

I know how to spell harmony, or maybe it is happiness I’m thinking about. Being in my cabin up in the mountains in northern Sweden. Driving snowmobile, thinking a lot, sleeping even more. Driving my snowmobile in 100km/h over a frozen lake or up on a mountain in 40 centimetres of powder snow. It was about 80-100 centimetres snow and at nights it was very cold (like –30) and during the days it was around –10, but very sunny and nice. The snow was glittering, we sat in the snow-sofas we made for ourselves and talked, ate and had a very nice time. I managed to drive 200 kilometres in four days.

I wrote like 10 blog posts while I was driving my snowmobile (I seriously do my best thinking while driving snowmobile), but since it was very hard to write it down at the same time, I forgot almost all of it and this is what you get.

I made a list of things that are significant for being in my cabin for a couple of days:
Fall asleep on the sofa at 9.30 in the evenings, sleeping like 11 hours almost every night, sleep or almost sleep on reindeer fur in the snow in the sun (my dad and his friend was clearly sleeping, the sound revealed them), bruises all over (especially my right knee was very exposed to pain) and a back that hurts after a day with harsh driving, the fact that you have to heat up water if you want to wash yourself (since we don’t have running water, and especially not running hot water), eat, eat, eat and eat some more.

Going home also meant that I had the possibility to drive a car, not my own though, but one of my parents’ cars. I drove to my brother’s and his girlfriend’s house, and had a nice evening there. I miss driving…

Anyway, going home to Sweden was very nice, it was more than nice, it was great and worth all the time and money. But even better was going back to Ireland and realize that “I’m going home”. This time I arrived in Cork and knew where I was going, that I have a home and friends and that I like my life here a lot. Last time I came to Cork I was very nervous and hardly knew anything about how my life would turn out. Going home also made me realize that there is nothing I miss so much from home that I want to move back at the moment.

No more Dangling at the End of the Call Center Food Chain

Yesterday I had to go home from work because it is kind of hard to take calls when you are trying to keep your breakfast down. Instead, I started the project of formatting my computer. I hate computers. After having spent 6 hours formatting it (twice), installing windows (twice) and trying to find the right drivers to the bloody thing I gave up and retired to my bed, only to find that my obsessive mind could not let it go. After another hour of work I actually found the last driver and now (almost) everything works - yey for me, death to HP!

I have also landed myself a brand new job! Eh, or at least a 50 percent new job. As and from the 1st of April I will be a Technical Escalations Guy (the sex change operation is included in the benefits, among health insurance), meaning that I will be the technical support's technical support. I think and hope that this will be way more fun and much less brain dead than just answering the regular Registration-calls. And yes, it includes a raise - yey for me!

Maria has returned to Ireland after an Easter vacation in the snowy and cold parts of the world, and she has already started throwing (candy) chickens on me. Well, I love her anyway and it's good to have her back home (:

Bugs. Again.

Poor Sara just left work. Her evil tummy bug attacked her, again! I can't beleive it. So no dinner at Eva's tonight. I'm going to go right home and take care of her after work. So that she doesn't feel alone. Because by now we can be pretty sure that it's not contaigous.

So a nice night in with Buffy, and maybe some icecream for me (none for the squirrel, her tummy needs some rest. Tea, maybe).