Idétorka eller hur du vill kalla det..

Det finns sås mycket att tänka på nu så att jag inte hinner ens tänka till vad jag vill skriva. Ibland känns det som total kaos.

Jag har ett antal PRIO att ta tag i:

-Julklappar
-Klänning
-Lämna tillbaka diverse grejer
-Klänning
-Skor (Min underbara mor letar i hela SPB efter ett par pumps till mig)
-Klänning (Personalfest, jul, nyår och diverse fester som man måste styla sig till)


Min morfar fyller år idag. Hoppas att han mår bra. Det blir ett snabbt samtal och gratta, sen måste jag till stan och pricka av några PRION.

Svippostina och jag ska på Mange Schmidt på lördag. Sofie och Oscar ska tydligen också dit. Tänkte att det är roligare med fler. Undrar vart Saman har tagit vägen... Han skulle med tror jag...

Papa Corleone a.k.a. Gugge

Look at this sweetie!!

Jag har nu äntligen efter många om och men och stora materiella och psykiska förluster skaffat mig en kisse.

Han heter Gugge, eller snarare kallas för det. Jag och mamma anser att han kommer växa till sig ordentligt så han officiellt heter "Papa Corleone".

Jag tror att en bild säger mer :)

Thirty-nine point six degrees celcius

YES.
This one I'm gonna write down in english, to make up for the previous that I only wrote in swedish. Pardon my language but I am having 39,6 C in fever and feel like a smudged spot drifting around. Today on the menu we have herbal-tea with honey and lemon, a tripple dose.

Anyway it all happened yesterday when i went over to my dearest friend for some cuddle. While laying on the couch i started to get pretty warmed up. My eyes started to burn and it all came to me. I refused to believe that i had fever but he insisted for me to go home before it got any worse. Well you know me, stubborn like an ass, i continued to tell him that i was only tired and needed something warm to drink to equal the temperature.

Do you really think that i got better efter a huge cup of tea? OF COURSE NOT. It only got worse and i had to lay down for a while. Well i fell asleep in his bed and later on he woke me up telling me that i was burning up. At this point i didnt had any strenth to argue and he had to almost carry me home cause i couldn't really walk straight.

When i managed to tumble into my room, my mom took the temperature and it ended up to be almost 40 C. I was freezing and at the same time burning up. This night I had some VERY wierd dreams. I dreamed that my cuddle-friend that helped me home sent me an SMS telling that we could not be friends or anything else cause i was not the same age and wasn't as good-looking as his friends. I woke up with sweat dripping all over me and started to search for the message but couldn't find it. After that I fell in a "dvala" and started to dream about Svippostina that leaded me around in tunnels to get to my moms work. Well all night I had the most wierdest dreams and it was not so nice...

Now I'm sitting and trying not to fall asleep, but it's draging me down. Have to eat something. If I wasnt sick I would have gone on a fancy dinner with my work. That sucked a little actually...

Have it, over and out.

(Don't have any strenth to put in my pic today, you'll have to manage without it)