I admit it, I've been having a slight addiction to Fortune cookies - the ones on the web - for quite a while now and love the irrational thoughts they randomly throw at you. And a lot of them do actually make me think. But I guess a lot of things make me "think" at the moment, all the while I'm trying hard to take action and letting go of things that simply aren't good for me.
The weekend before last I was at
Prolog (
http://lajvkonvent.se) which is a larp convention
(and in this post I wont even get into what larp is, I think I've tried to explain it quite a few times already, there's always wiki if you've got no idea at all). Anyhow, I went to several larps but this one really got to me.
The game was about a bunch of friends who shared a flat together and their life. To summon it up in; The 70-tees, Free love, one monogamous couple and lots of hippies. The game in it self was brilliant and the new meta techniques were awesome but the best of all was the warm feeling I had (and still have) in my tummy of how it was (is?) to truely be loved and respected by your friends and partners. And even though I was just playing a character some of it stuck with me. The love. Oh, wow... I needed that love.
It made me see who my true friends are. And even though we might not talk to each other every day, we'll always be there for one another. The conclusion? I'm still working on it but dancing all Saturday night sure as hell helped. It always does.
(Inc a cute girl I've been dating on and off this winter and who I've obviously offended without knowing how + a cute and very unexpected "getting lost in the moment" - episode at 5PM on the dance floor with someone else. But nothing makes a Saturday night complete without falling asleep on the train which made me that I actually missed my station 3 whole times! Got home at 7.30 AM.) This weekend? Göteborg!
And to tell ya the truth, I don't know if I believe in fortune cookies at all and for the most part they aren't even vegan so I wont eat them but you gotta admit - their kinda cute.
Heart: Quiet
Soundtrack: Talking to friends at Geek Woman United - after work
Quote of the day: Shakespear
"JULIET O fortune, fortune! all men call thee fickle:
If thou art fickle, what dost thou with him.
That is renown'd for faith? Be fickle, fortune;
For then, I hope, thou wilt not keep him long,
But send him back.
(3.5.60-64)"
Tomorrow you will open your eyes
and see the world in a new light.
Ride a mule while looking for a horse.
You will step on the soil of many countries.
Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday.
Never had a real full time job before. Not a proper one that isn't only during the summer. All of the sudden everything changes. And having two jobs, well... it might be just a bit to much. So I've decided to quit Guiding even though I kinda liked it I just don't have the energy for a 6 2/1 day week. 5 days (and all my projects) is quite enough, thank you. I guess it will take some time until I get used to all of this. I'm still wondering what "normal" people do or rather - how they do what they do.
Now for the confusing thing of joining the union... And picking a union too!
Heart: I'm cured. Tell you more about it later. But for now, the spell is broken and I'm free once more. Finally. With a calm warm feeling in my tummy.
Picture: SAC - the union I'm thinking of joining.
Soundtrack: Green Day - Working class hero
I'm done! I did it! In the total amount of 8 funckin' painful hours, divided into 5 sessions I finally finished it! And here is the result. My beloved tree. Posted n' all, just as I promised.
Soundtrack:
Romeo and Juliet Op. 64, Act I: Introduction Spotify, I know but that's my soundtrack for the night.
Pictures: of me straitly after my tattoo finally was all done. Or I hope it is!!
Heart: Uhm, the "leap of faith" thing seemed to work? Or did it? No idea. However, I was brave enough to admit stuff. Good on ya.
Now: Sleep deprived, writing and packing up while my laundry was nicknacked by the evil time look and preparing myself for
Prolog this weekend (tomorrow morning). A Swedish Larp convention. Yay! And I'm extremely nervous - organising one of the events, I'm writing a larp. Woah. "Christmas - 01" (2001) was my first and last one so I thought to myself, its about time. Behold. "Past. Present. Future." Here I come!
(Prolog - www.lajvkonventet.se)
ps. you're on my mind. ds.
This is bullshit, utter and complete bullshit! I'm so sick of feeling sorry for myself. I guess I'm just not meant for winter, so even if I can't change the weather I should be able to change the way I feel about it?
Its time to take a Leap of Faith.
To do:
1. Breathe
2. Try to get some sleep
3. Keep up with my projects even if I don't feel like them at the moment
4. Confess - Confide - Forgive - Let go
5. Get rid of "Winter" = Yoga + Larp + Dance
(6. Don't run. Just ask Zhe. Don't hide.)
Chickening our again? No. Its time for me to take a leap of faith. My heart is racing (like fuck...)
Picture: This picture is a gift for Zhe, Happy Birthday! We (me and Zhe) were taking a walk, hand in hand, in my home town of Stockholm in early December. Watching the sunset, talking and looking at all the great street art everywhere + some we had lots of fun urban exploring.
Soundtrack: Sigur Ros - Vor
"JULIET 
