Pain

Pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain.

And I'm sure there are people out there who'd be happy to only suffer pain like this, but it still hurts. Ipren-heaven, here I come, work awaits.

The Departed

By Martin Scorsese.
Lots of famous faces and a surprisingly neat plot.
Watch it. :-)

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0407887/

Why is it so difficult?

We have no sex life. *grumble*
We work ALL hours, eat at the weirdest hour, spend approximately 2 hours awake together every day.

Why can't I just perk up and feel like it when I have my window of opportunity???

Why must the planets align and have their ascendents in some constellation heard or seen only once in a blue moon for me to muster up the right impulses?

*tired*

Yesterday I got cross with S for having to explain the connection between having to ask for help with stuff around the house and my sex drive... Why is it like that?
Why can't I just _relax_ and get going with it.
(and why do I have to explain this, isn't this something men should be aware of by now?)

But no, I have to have the house in some form of order, no worse yet, I have to have some form of track record of goodness around the house for it to work! GAAHH!
AND I have to be rested.
AND enough time has to have passed from my last meal.
AND I can't worry about anything.
AND I can't be mad at S.

Detrimental

Weird word, detri-mental, de-tri-men-tal. Hm.

Today at lunchtime we discussed sleeping disorders, difficulties to unwind after a long day etc. Seems there is a whole bunch of people waking up in the middle of the night not being able to fall back to sleep again, or simply not being able to fall asleep at all.

I don't, we don't, have this problem so I contributed with my two cents - that I think it's a good idea to get everything involved in your workday "off your chest" as soon as you're home.
I do, rage or just blurb something about whatever it is that has taken up most of my day at work (good or bad) and S does the same. And we sleep like babies when it's bedtime.

But oh my lord. How wrong can you be? I got a big lecture on how men handle stress versus how women do. I learned two things a) it's not the same and b) I may well be destroying my relationship by believing I'm doing S a favor when listening to his "post work ranting"...

Detrimental. That was the word they used. :-D It might be detrimental to my relationship to insist on, or even (god forbid) force S to talk about his day/problems/stress.
According to these very insightful men S need to climb into his "cave" (lounge in front of the TV, use the computer, nap etc) in order to unwind.

Well, I'll have to test this now, won't I?

Should I be ashamed?

Is it "unfair" to plan your own Christmas gifts with your family? I haven't thought about it before.
Maybe it's greedy?

I 've been thinking it's better to let them know approximately what I'd like, rather than having them spend money on stuff I really didn't need. And this way I can controll the amount of money they spend. Let me get the expensive stuff myself and they can fill in with the heartwarming extras that I wouldn't buy myself.


I'm such a child. 8-)

Superman Returns

Good stuff.
Go ahead and watch it.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0348150/

Grill - wow!

Yesterday I had dinner at a restaurant called "Grill" in the center of town and I say WOW! :-)

The food was glorious, but the environment!! All tables were set and furnished and lit in such a way that they all became "cells" of separate environments, all different from each other. Two steps away from our stylish suburban kitchen table was a thai-bar table for two. :-D

I had "Pork´s neck ”Caribbean Spice” with corn fritters and mango" mouthwatering all of it although the corn fritters left me a bit hesitant because they were too spicy for my pallate (I know I know...).

Time to eat again. See ya.

Tests

I just took a test at Tickle, prompted by a reminder email about my Tickle-account was soon to be discontinued due to inactivity (how darn efficient aren't these emails?!).

I learned that:
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teapot, your subconscious mind is driven most by Reserve

You approach the world with reserve because unconsciously, and perhaps consciously, you like to be in control. You keep your emotions to yourself and you may seem mysterious or enigmatic to others.

You're often very cautious about truly expressing yourself. Even people who have known you for some time may find it hard to get close to you.

Your psyche is very deep and rich; the more you learn about it, the more you will understand who you really are.

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Golly, I didn't know that! :-D

I wouldn't say I've ever been categorized as reserved, or mysterious, and I certainly have no problems expressing myself!

But I do like the test at Tickle, they do what they say - "tickle your mind". :-)

Now, best get going, got a car to fill with petrol, and a hubby to pick up before father in law arrives.

Arn

Oh cool! I just read in the paper that the books I've been listening to in the car for the past few months are going to be filmed. Yay!

I'm surprised and amazed by this story, the story about Arn from Varnhem written by Swedish author Jan Guillou, a historic novel trilogy of when Sweden was shaped into a kingdom. I'm surprised and amazed because it's had me so many times lingering in the car after I've parked it just to hear the end of a chapter, it's had me crying, it's had me laughing (more often crying than laughing, come to think of it). It's kept me awake on a dreadful drive back from Norway, it's kept me cool and collected in the morning traffic jams, it's even made me slow down and not push the speeding limit.

And I'd say hubby owes it a whole heap of lifts from town (I volounteer to pick him up, seeing I've got such good company on the way). :-D

But now they're becoming film, yay! :-)

Incompatible

:-D Sounds worse than it is... I just spent another 2 hours checking work mail and decided to let the laptop download the latest World of Warcraft patch while I was working.

When the work was done I was looking forward to spending some time in Azeroth. But, as usual the patch was so radically different that none of my plug-ins are compatible any longer. To top it off all of the sites I usually turn to for updates were swamped. So..... I'm playing Oblivion instead. X-)

That's that

Done with the work stuff. Now I'm going to concentrate on getting well.
*off to bed*

Got to log on to work

Just dozed off in front of Spogg, I really really have to log on to work and add an "out of office" message on my email. I'm afraid I'll get stuck in there, just like on Monday, when I was just going to send an email and say I was sick. Didn't get off the chair until four hours later...

Wish me luck.

Old blog

Hm. I wish I could re-publish my old blog, the one I had at www.spogg.com, a gaming site created by some gifted people in Uppsala.

I "archived" it once, by copy-pasting it off the web onto a Word doc, but it's still easier to access in diary or blog format.
Maybe I have to pay my membership fee once more, to get "gold" status long enough to copy-paste the remaining bits?

Other than that my old blog is stuck there, Spogg is a nice site. It sports a number of simple but fantastic games (just what I like), amongst some:

• Multris (tetris for multiplayer)
• Popout (pop bubbles of same colour)
• Sketchorama (draw & guess)
• Spellbound (words on time)

And then some.
Go test it out, it's free unless you like photo albums, diary and unlimited access to all the games (time limited otherwise).
:-)

Head cold

Head cold, that's what they called it in Australia. It's pretty descriptive. Although this one seems to have moved down into my lungs as well. Swell.
*feeling even more sorry for myself*

Smells

Much weirdness. I'm on the verge of coming down with a cold, still I seem to sense more smells with my blocked up sinuses than normally.

Three times today I've nearly stopped dead in my tracks from a smell which seemed much stronger and much less bearable than I'd usually think.
Someone's foul breath (might have been my own! :-D), vinegar'y coleslaw salad and the smell of boiled rice.

Weird.
I want to go home and disappear under my duna, not come up until my head stops feeling like it's going to explode... *feeling sorry for myself* Tonight's riding lesson will be a make or break type of activity, I'll either finally come down with a cold or it'll go away.

I feel dull.
(I probably am dull, but I generally don't feel it...) 8-)