Cd:s in my collection questioning my personality...

... Although not necessary a bad thing:

Hammerfall - Renegade

Wet wet wet - 10

Scorpions - Best

Backstreet boys

Ludwig van Beethoven - Triplekonzert/Eroica Variationen

Phil Collins - ...Hits

The Painful Truth

Christmas is now finally over even for me. It was with grief in my heart that I disarmed my christmas tree, dead since long time ago but nevertheless still used as decoration until tonight. Of course I should have got rid of it as soon as I noticed that it was not taking up water anymore, but I was thinking "what's the harm as long as the spruce needles are still intact.?" I was thinking of keeping the tree trunk after cutting off every single branch, but It just did not look very nice obviously. Also, it painfully reminded me of a time when it was the most beautiful christmas tree I had ever seen. It was also my first own christmas tree which causes me a great deal of sadness as we have to go separate ways. I may have another tree next christmas but the first christmas tree is always special. Besides, it had been here for so long that I can not really say that I remember what it was like before I bought it. When I had put it into a plastic bag it left an empty space I am sure that I had never seen that before.

Although I know it in my heart, I can not believe that it is over.

Bad Day

I can not stand sundays. I am sitting here travelling downwards in a mood spiral. Maybe it is not the sunday, it may be a general uncomfortable feeling that something is very wrong. I have issues, obviously. I have had weird dreams about Frank since we left each other, I have had flashbacks from past emotional stress and I feel terrible for not having the strenght to pull through. But tomorrow's a New Clear Day.

Due to Popular Demand...

... I open up my blog again. Not that it has not been open before, just that I have not used it for a while. And with lots of time on my hand, I have regained some inspiration. Most typical when I update my blog, something unusual just happened. I felt lika boiling an egg, which is not that unusual but more a consequence of the fact that I once bought a six-pack and now there is just one left and on thursday the best-before-date expires. The unusual happened when I sunk it into the rather hot (from the tap) but far from boiling water. It freaking SQUEEKED! I turned into a total state of shock, since it was not a constant squeek but severel short ones. As soon as I picked it up it stopped and when I sunk it into the water again it started its *squeeeeek* *squeeeeek*. Now, all of you familiar with the laws of physics (I am not) knows that if you put e.g. some ice into boiling water it will produce a whistling squeek for a while, and I am quite sure that is what happened with The Egg. This is completely irrelevant in this matter because I won't on any condition boil and eat an egg that squeeks! Those will be my famous last words... Probably... Anyway, its back in the refrigerator now because I wasn't sure what to do with it, and I won't sit on it.