... an era. Or at least of my vacation. Tomorrow I'll start working at my new department, blabla. I don't think much is gonna happen tomorrow though, guess tons of administrative stuff. I will have to start in Hallonbergen apparently...

Ah well... not much to say. Watching (sort of) Until The End Of The World with H though. I am not gonna blog what she just blogged ;)

I did force myself out for a short run, half Kungsholmen. And did get to the multimedia trainee lunch (was a bit late though). Almost lost my sunglasses at the canteen, but then not. I really love those, so I'm happy i lost it in Sweden :p

Tomorrow, Day1. 

also from...

update:

sv says:
The time it takes do dress T(girl), in the company of a second girl T(girl, girl) is not linear, as one might think T(girl, girl) != T(girl) + T(girl).. Rather, it's exponential.. T(girl)^T(girl)

Below you can see my visibly swollen left index finger... it aaaall happened like this: Csillagszemu picked me up 7ish last night, of course, me being a girl of 26 wasn't ready by the time he got here. Of course. I'd like to put a little emphasis on this Of course. He called me 10 minutes before getting here, but I still wasn't really ready when he got here.... anyway, the long and short of it is that I ran down grabbed my stuff (workout clothes, mac + papers to go with it like applecare, ingredients for salad) and hopped out of the house. But then I realized that oki that he picked me up because I don't have a travel card and Monday was holidays so I couldn't go buy one, but I need one for Tuesday (that's today) and I left the ID part of my travel pass at home, upstairs.

So I ran back, picked up the ID, ran down, out through the gate and that was when it all happened: I managed to close the gate on my own finger, ouch! In no time, that is like 20 seconds it swell to double size, the photo commemorates it's size about an hour or so later:

(And then when we were defrosting the chicken breast file for dinner I just layed my finger in it. Oki, that was a little American Pie, yikes! And no, I won't share that photo =)

Yes, I did manage to finally get myself a squash racket, can't wait to try it out back in Swe. It's a beautiful, yellow-n-graphite Dunlop, 135g, so quite ok. Taram, tarammmm....

Apart from this, I have realized that I am still not an alcoholic =) and, and, and.... I dunno but this day just flew away like this. And and and I bought my tickets and urged the girls to do so as well, so hopefully many of them will accompany me to Bp btw 5-8 June ;))) Can't wait...!

What else? I guess not much, I just wanted to write a post about my new squash racket, that's it. 

"Looks like we might have made it

Looks like we made it to the end...." 

An era suddenly ended last night, I am not a trainee any longer, this 18-month long journey came to an end. We made it to the end... I cannot really say it hit me with it's full stregth, but I know it will. It will in maybe one, two or three weeks. Oh my, we're all so exhausted, looking like crap at the age of 25-26 =)))

I can't really reflect on how things will go now. It's just too intense, too close, need to focus on the fact that we did kick ass with the prez. And also on what H discovered today: I look like the actress who played Ronja.

I should go get some sleep, instead the tv is on (Apollo 13) but I am not watching. I am totally transitory blank. Meeting the guys downstairs at 6:30, flight takes off at 8:50 from Arlanda. I'll be home by 12.

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G'night, sleep tight! 

Oh my, the final two weeks of this trainee program has been pretty crazy, but i just  love it. Painting mugs on Friday was jattekul, and and and then going out to The Dubliner's was also. Working together until 11:57pm in the office, ooops, yes. We have a final prez to give tomorrow... i am a little, it is a little surreal. And in the meantime I am listening to Ulf Lundell's Hjartat mitt....

xoxoxox....