Just so you know...

Yeah so... I don't know if I'm gonna do this blog thing anymore. I like writing, but I don't do it. Like ever. Not here anyway. I think this is goodbye.

Sugar chock!

I need to confess - I love sugar. Chocolate, grapes, friut yogurt, ice cream and juice, that's my weekness. I've decided to stop consuming the way I do now and cut it out compleatly. Well, except for fruit. Pure raw fruit. I've done some googleing and found it that's ok.

For the next three or four days I will have the worst headache ever knowing it's easy and cheap to cure. Can't wait. I need to pamper myself some other way and have already (woho) bought a tight lil dress for the summer. It's green and blue and I can't sit in it - but it's beauuutiful.

Remember the dress below? This one's better. Wish me luck with my abstinence.

South Africa rocks

I got this great offer to go to South Africa with my old journalism crew and write about stuffie. I, of course, focused on LGBT issues and women and young people's contracting. I must say I'm inpressed with the last of them. LGBT was pretty much not a topic and so out of the agenda I was asked not to form a question about it. Hush hush.

Me and K are now back and kicking in LA as she's working here. Busy and stressed out - isn't that great? And that goes for the both of us.

I've got quite the blood!

Yeah. My mom was born in New York, US. Her mother was born in Berlin, Germany and her father in Edinburgh, Great Britain. They both emmigrated to Canada with the familys before the age of 10. They met in Hamilton, Canada and moved to New York.

My dad was born i Malmo, Sweden. His ancesters are from Sweden since forever. Since the time the area was Danish - suck on that one for a while.

I'm born in New York, US. I lived in Canada for two years and moved back to the US - but switched coast - now living in Los Angeles.

Okay, so it's now that many places, but draw them on a map! It's all very western - nothing from either Asia, Africa nor South America. I'm doing my best to smooth that over and have a trip to South Africa planned. How cool isn't that? I'm so thrilled. It's gonna be absolutely fabulous.

22 ways of getting to know me better.

I've been challenged.

1. Take the closest book. What says on page 18, line 9?

..."participated in the struggle through which Finnishness, Finnish culture and"...

2. What do you touch when you strech out your left arm?

My cover wrapped around K.

3. What did you last see on TV?

Desperate Housewives.

4. Without looking - what time do you think it is?

I had two minutes wrong - kind good, huh?

5. Except for your computer, what do you hear?

The traffic and soft music.

6. When were you last outside?

Like half an hour ago when I went to the grocery store.

7. What were you doing before you started answering these questions?

Checking my mail.

8. What are you wearing?

Black jeans and a green T.

9. Did you dream last night? If so, what?

I think I dreamed something, but I don't remember.

10. When did you last laugh?

Before, while browsing round Youtube.

11. What's on the walls in the room you're currently in?

Band posters, random art and a lamp.

12. Seen anything wierd lately?

Eh. Define wierd.

13. What was the last movie you saw?

Sweet November.

14. If you got filthy rich, what would you buy?

My very own apartment.

15. Tell us something about yourself.

I'm of Swedish, German, Scottish and American heritage.

16. If you could change one thing in the world, regardless of politics and feeling guilty, what would it be?

I'd make the world a more fair, happy and safe place.

17. Do you like dancing?

Yeah, if the music's right.

18. George Bush?

Oh no, not again!

19-20. What would you name your kid, girl/boy?

Eh... I hate kids? I don't know, I think Rachel for a girl and Alexander for a boy.

21. Would you ever consider living abroad?

Been there, done that.

22. What do you want God to say when you come to heaven?

It's not true, rock musicians DO come here. You'll like it. Go hang with the Clash.

Very anonymous

Me and K went to Vancouver last week. She brought me to a great little exhibition of Gustav Klimt, an Austrian artist. I've seen his work before (we have a big poster on our wall...) but I never really seen it. It's silent and speaking, it's colourful but still. It's also very queer, even though K at times claims to be straight. Yes, it's a hint.



Also, what's new? Well, I'm still working at the studio doing random stuff. I like it a lot. It's random and actually stimulating, makes me think and think of other stuff. And yeah, we got a new dog. It's a cute little thing that's actually fuzzy, unlike the one we already had. Hrm.

A friendlier tow

Tow truck drivers have a poor reputation, and likely it's one that's well deserved. Yesterday on Flower street I saw a counterpoint to the negative arguments, though.

It was just after 3pm, the time when the right side of Flower street becomes no parking. Parking enforcement was toward the end of the block, ticketing cars still in the tow-away zone. This truck was back toward 7th, waiting for the go-ahead to haul the cars away.

A driver less than mindful of the signage attempted to pull into a spot mid-block. He started to get out of his car and walk away, but the tow truck driver honked and motioned him to the other side of the street, where parking was still legal. It took several iterations of this before the driver caught on and moved his car. A little thing to be sure, but it was nice to see a tow truck driver encouraging legal parking.