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“I couldn’t say why; it felt like more than having gone through a period of mourning and come out the other side, and more than just having reassessed my own woes and decided they were slight compared to what other people had to bear; it felt like faith, like revelation: that things went on, that life ground on regardless, and mindless, and produced pain and pleasure and hope and fear and joy and despair, and you dodged some of it and you sought some of it and sometimes you could plan your way ahead and that would be the right thing to have done, but other times all you could do was forget plans and just be ready to react, and sometimes the obvious was true and sometimes it wasn’t, and sometimes experience helped but not always, and it was all luck, fate, in the end; you lived, and you waited to see what happened, and you would rarely ever be sure that what you had done was really the right thing or the wrong thing, because things can always be better, and things can always be worse.”

- Espedair Street by Iain Banks

So I’ve returned from a short holiday which actually felt like a longer than a weekend holiday feeling rather strange - displaced somewhat. I’m not sure what it is, was it getting partially twatted on cider, or the getting out of this country for a while or the relief from the fun I had…I’ll never know.

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There’s something so damn good about a cup of english tea.

I’m back from Stockholm folks.

Tales of Adventure to come

Tak.

Need to pack but too busy feeling lazy and unmotivated about ANYTHING.

I’m in a broody mood, I shouldn’t be in a broody mood I’m going on holiday tomorrow! And adventure! I should excited and full of childish glee or something but instead I feel like a lump cheese, never changing just aging and getting a bit mouldy…

On another completely different note this live My Vitriol does stir some life into me, it makes me want them to hurry up and reschedule so I can go see them play. It would be wonderful.

God just stop brooding and go pack dammit

I’m so behind on doing useful stuff. Ugh. So a nice list of things to do is required methinks.

• Apply to all the pile of jobs sitting in front of me now, no questions no excuses just that pile. - Pretty much couldn’t apply to a few because I wasn’t qualified/too far away
• Buy some warm tops
• Buy some European two pin travel adapters (where the hell can I get those??)
• Change money to Swedish moneh
• Find a babysitter for my Travian - Sqeeeee got Little Animal to do it ^_^ woot!
• Sort out E111 form thingy
• Write a summer blog about silverchair and stu’s housewarming - god dammit!!
• Pack!
• Sort out CF cards for camera, empty etc
• Do DPS assignment for Coffee
• Sort out gifts
• Print out maps to hostel
• Stop photoshopping my eyes blue out of boredem - I got lazy
• Hoover room
• PACK!
• recharge batteries (for EVERYTHING..the world)..okay I didn’t charge the world :(
• Tidy up a bit
• Get petrol
• (More as I think of them and add them…)

Stuff to pack

• Clothes duh - warm stuff!
• Scarf
• Toiletries stuffs
• 400d (1 lens or 2?)and p+s (I want to take my polariod too but that’s over kill :()
• DS
• Phone
• Moneh (english+swedish)
• Passport
• Flight email
• EU healthy thingy stuff
• Chargers - phone, ds, camera
• EU adapter plug thingys
• ermm other stuffs I’ll list when I remember

They arrived today at last:

But I’m left with doubts after finding the 52mm rattles as I shake it and the print on the side of the filter is a complete balls up.

Which now leads me to the conclusion that they’re either fake or rejects. I’m not sure which…despite the packaging being recognisable..then again they could just be really really really old stock. Who knows. Plus they were fucking speckled with dust when I opened them! I mean newish stuff shouldn’t have dust on it on the INSIDE.

GARGH, this is why I HATE ebay with a passion, and if I want something off it I usually get someone else to deal with it. The only time I’d been happy for ebay’s existence was the whole Wembley arena ticket fiasco.

Anyway mustn’t fuss, I should just be glad it was cheap cheap and I should focus on Stockholm trip, I should really just sit down and pack. Though so far my packing consists of bags with odd shopping chucked about my room, and the suitcase has finally moved from it’s downstairs location where it has been since I’d brought it, to my room. Where it now sits open with two towels sat in it and a new warm top thingy..and THAT’S IT. I’d given no other thoughts to the packing idea apart from “Hmm if I put two towels in that’s the whole case full”

Arse.