did i just?? get a job??? what? and an interview for a job i really want???? what is this?? is someone messing with me??+?
Still tired. More tired. Tireder, tiredest, tired ad nauseam, tired infinitum.
love working out on sundays because the gym is pretty much empty and i can challenge myself with real heavy weights without thinking ‘what if i fail and someone sees’, which always results in a body that feels like one giant over cooked spaghetti. love that too.
but did u guys know that i have a wordpress blog where you can follow the exciting adventures of my day-to-day life and look at lots (lots) of pictures of me and even check out the archive that go back to the dark times of february 2011?
it’s in swedish but if you really love me you can use google translate and understand most of it. or just visit for the pictures.
this is the link woop