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Whoa dude, new layout.

I just wrote laout. I’m tired. I can’t even think straight, hehe.

Really, I’m thinking I’m never changing layouts again. Not because this layout is superlovely, no, but because I hate changing layouts. It’s tiresome, and a lot of work for no use. Really, I’ve tried to make it easy on me, but I always change the layout of the tableset, so I have to change the whole nine yards when I change layouts. Everything. Flinx settings, the guestbook layout, everything. So no, I’m never skinning this site, ’cause that would be hell. But yeah, if somebody proves there’s no hell, yeah, then I’ll maybe skin this site.

I’m making no sense anymore. On my day off, I make a new layout. I have no life.

I’ll probably putting my Swedish essays up tomorrow, and fix the layout at my Swedish weblog. I haven’t updated that place for almost a year, but I came up with a way to use it, that is, I’m gonna put my writings/essays there. If I can wake up tomorrow, that is. I’ll probably get up around 3PM or something, which is when the 5 hour Sunday TV-marathon begins. And if that is the case, I’ll have to postpone the update. Boohoo.

Goodnight folks, it’s been a blast.

The computer seems to work. They gave us a new power cable and the sound seems to be okay now. The computer doesn’t even do the weird freezing. I got worried when they called and told us there’s “nothing wrong with the computer”. But we discussed it and they gave the cable so we could test if that was the problem. Hopefully it is, it seems so anyway. I don’t want to send it away again. *eek*

Don’t expect any earthshattering updates (like a layout, or something) for a few days. I have two tests tomorrow, so I won’t probably turn on the computer until later on Saturday.

Ta ta for now! I’m exhausted. I’m just letting you know I’m alive.

The computer is still fucked up. I can’t believe they have the nerve to send back, for the fourth time, a malfunctioning computer. You have no idea how pissed I am. No idea.

I changed the font color, since it seems many had trouble reading the text. The problems you run into when people don’t have their computers calibrated in the exact same way. Sigh. It looked ok on my computer, but I think this one’s better anyway.

I’ll probably be changing the layout soon, I hope.

I’m back at work. My throat is dry as hell, and aches too. Pity me.

Oh yeah, we got the computer back, but haven’t had time to test it yet. Probably later on tonight. Wish us luck.

Figures, just when I start feeling well, I catch the flu. Again. My head is the size of a giant pumpkin (at least it feels like it), my throat has been attacked by a cactus, and somebody has stuffed my nose. I can’t breathe. I got a fever on Wednesday, it went away on Thursday/Friday, and I was even feeling a lot better, but then Friday night, actually on Saturday morning, I wake up with somebody stabbing my throat, hypothetically of course, and I can’t sleep much after that. I’ve been basically getting drunk on herb liquor, but it only tingles a little in my throat. Then, I’m coughing like a bitch again. Did I say my head’s really swollen, too? In a “flu” kind of way, I’m not bigheaded, of course. Right.

We rented a few movies yesterday, so I’d have something to occupy my mind with other than dwelling on being sick AGAIN, so now we’ve watched Catch Me If You Can and I’m in the middle of watching the extras on the Two Towers DVD. Mom took Pal by the elbow and forced her to go with her to the drug store, so now I’m all alone feeling sorry for myself. But I shouldn’t be, right? I’ve got three other DVDs to watch, and a book report to write till Monday (I read Lullaby by Chuck Palahniuk). My exams are over for this term, and the teachers estimated an Eximia Cum Laude Approbatur for both. I’m super happy and I feel a little proud of myself aswell. To bad I didn’t make a Laudatur. (I’m just assuming you know the grades, of course. If you don’t, then it’s only good, because if you did, I’d come off as bragging, which I’m not, HA! Ok, I am, but I feel like I finally deserved this. So sue me.) But we all know that exams are full of shit, and don’t mean anything, and don’t tell anything about who we are. They are just there so society can put a lable on us.

Yay yay yay. And I’m sick and feeling sorry for myself. I don’t deserve anything. I’m just overly stressed, it’s my last year in two schools, and while it seems so near, graduation that is, it’s so far away. And I just want it all over and done with. I also feel stupid for being sick on the first week at my new practical training job, but what can you do.

I just want everything done and over with so I can go on with my life. As it is now, school’s my life, and I don’t like that. I don’t like that at all.