quick writing before work. i haven't eaten any sweets in 3 days now. that is huge for being me, used to eat dessert at least once a day for two months (still i lost 3 kilos, very strange). i've also survived 4 days of the insanity training programme. today was a "recovery" day, didn't really feel like it though. at least i hopefully can walk in stairs without feeling like 75 after the stretching exercises from today. from now on i will book at least one flight ticket a day for my travelling around the world. so far i've booked flight tickets from new york to san fransisco and los angeles to nadi. tonight i will book a flight from nadi to auckland. i have also called norwegian two times, and both times they finally answered the call was disconnected. dont know what to do, as i have to cancell my fligh trip from new york-stockholm asap. now i start working in 10 mins so best to get going. 


found a couple of years old blog post that was quite funny to read (in swedish though). 


tiden rinner iväg ofattbart snabbt. plötsligt är det 5 minuter kvar tills bussen ska gå, och jag står i underkläder med endast ett öga sminkat. jag skyndar mig som en idiot. när det är mindre än 1 minut kvar tills bussen ska gå springer jag ut genom dörrren och är precis påväg att hoppa över staketet då jag kommer på att jag glömt någonting. jag vänder snabbt om, in i huset, tar det jag glömt (vilket vanligtvis brukar vara min mobil som jag av någon korkad anledning lagt på bordet vid dörren). med andan i halsen tar jag mig ut genom dörren en andra gång och påbörjar den 100 meter långa raksträckan mot busshållsplatsen. när jag sprungit ungefär hälften och är nära att dö av utmattning ser jag bussen komma fram bakom kröken.

på en halv sekund gör jag valet. fortsätta springa eller ge upp. det blir självklart det förstnämnda! med vinglande steg och håret i ansiktet tar jag mig till sist fram till busshållsplatsen. antingen ser chauffören mig springa och väntar snällt till jag kommer fram eller så ser han mig inte förän i sista sekund och måste tvärnita för att släppa på mig. bästa kommentaren jag någonsin fått av en busschaufför var “det är faktiskt du som ska vänta på oss och inte vi på dig, höhö”. en gång var en busschaufför så fascinerad av min slutspurt att han asgarvade och klappade i händerna när jag steg på bussen.

väl på bussen är jag så anfådd att jag knappt kan prata. jag får fram ett tack…att…du…vänta och börjar frenetiskt leta i min överfulla lilla väska. jag får fram mina två busskort (varför jag har två vet jag inte själv). håller fram det första mot apparaten. det piper till tre gånger. fungerar inte. här blir jag lite stressad och håller fram mitt andra busskort. det fungerar inte heller. sedan kommer jag på att det inte är månadskort jag har utan rabattkort. utbrister: “men…ojdå…hehe…halv..till…helsingborg”. busschauffören skrattar, slår in min biljett och säger varsågod varav jag håller fram mitt kort tills ett godkännande ljud hörs. härnäst följer dock the walk of shame för såklart är det inga platser lediga förän längst bak i bussen. men, jag hann och är på! mission completed."


i. am. hungry. as. hell. if i had 1 kilo candy in front of me it would be gone in 5 minutes. just realized the reason i'm hungry is that i've forgot to have dinner. and now i'm to lazy to get up to the hotel, which is a long 2 minute walk. i also forgot my clothes in the washing machine. and i forgot to study today. 1st of 3 days off in a row have consisted of spending time in front of my computer starting writning a packing-list for my travelling, spending time in front of my computer doing nothing, spending time in front of my computer trying to find out the best way to hultsfredsfestivalen from flåm (realized i HAVE to get there, will not survive a summer without visiting a single festival) and spending time in front of my computer skyping with family and wife. oh, i also started my first day of 60 days "insanity" training programe. it almost killed me, had to pause the video to catch my breath all the time and once i had to lie down in my bed with closed eyes for 10 mins before i could finish it. my workmate who are a couple of days in front of me in the training programe said it will not get easier. im fucked.  


have spent over one hour sitting in my armchair listening to music. atm cute british indierock. pretty much only listened to music from the uk about 6 years ago, makes me nostalgic. trying to get mentally prepered to start cleaning my hybel. i actually got up from the chair for about 3 seconds, until i got the brilliant idea to write just ooone quick post here, and theeeen start with my big project. now i ended up sitting on the carpet instead. i hope my room is tidy by the evening at least, this will take hours if i know myself right.
the picture is from london, taken outside the house i lived in for about half a year. it was situated on a small cobblerstone street with lots of beautiful houses nearby just 5 mins off camden high street. though our house looked like a disaster comparing to the other ones, it was actually silent on the nights and you could hear birds singing in the garden. quite nice. it was also here we got "kicked out" even if we had months left on our contract as our estate agency illegaly putted up a wall in the living room without telling the landlord they rented the house from.
me and roomie where living in a room that should not even exist. long story short another agency showed up and started to have viewings with up to 20 people walking straight in to our house. first time i had no idea what was going on, as we had not got any warnings we had to be moving out. after a lot of hassle me, karro and jackan found our own flat, a cheeper and nicer one a couple of minutes away. and yes, we rented a room from an agency that rented the house from another agency that rented the house from a landlord. london in a nutshell.



apparently im off four-five days next week. everybody i work with will probably leave, and right now ive no idea what to do myself. should i stay and actually do some studying, go to the gym and go out skiing everyday. oooor go on an impulsive adventure to oslo, bergen, gbg, sthlm, london, somehere else. hm. i should save my money for my trip round the world, but staying here at the mountains pretty much by myself seems quite boring. ill see what happens. now i will watch my dear beloved sherlock solve some crimes until i fall asleep. goodnight


me working, working and...working is not the most exciting thing to read about, so its by all well-meaning i havent been writing here for a while. but dont worry, im still very much alive. i havent actually done anything else than working and sleeping the last couple of weeks until seven days ago. as the hotel was closed for the weekend i got a whole week of, which ofc ment a trip to sweden. i have had such a good time! spent time with my family, went for long walks with penny, enjoyed the great spring-weather and to actually be able to see land and not only snow (and mountains and trees), visited my previous job at kullaberg during preperations for the royal visit the coming day, celebrated my grandmothers 75th birthday eating a delicious buffet with my relatives, spent hours playing my favourite game monopoly, have been hanging out with friends, eased my craving for swedish pizza and so on.
here's some pics (all creds to rebecka)  from this friday in malmö. had an amazing evening, by far the most spontanious and unexpecting night out since living in london. started out with dinner and whine, ended up visiting 4 after parties (!!) and staying awake until the morning.

feels good not being the only one having a phone from the stone age.

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