en 08:a i exil

måndag 30 juni 2008

Es regnet

Real housesitter-weather today, the skies just opened up and currently the parkinglevel in our building is transforming into more of a swimmingpool area, only with cars in it instead of people.

Sick as it may be, the people in this building are honestly happy about the thunder and rain, cause that will give us a boost in business.

Tomorrow I'm back to hating rain and thunder though, cause I'll be going here

And I want it to look like this.

söndag 29 juni 2008

This is sooo good

Fight fire with fire!

fredag 27 juni 2008

Stockholm dreaming

Reports tell us that next week will be supernice and hot: 30-something (kind of like me then ;)
Good thing my sister gave me four days in the Sthlm archipelago for my B-day...
Living the dreammmmm

(Let's ignore the fact that I have shitloads to do at work before that dream kicks in)

torsdag 26 juni 2008

?ATC

I have a real"sexandthecity"-type problem. There's this wedding party on Saturday and I have nothing to wear. Totally clueless (oh, and very busy, to add some extra SATC-flavour)
Is there perhaps a gadget out there somewhere that generates party outfits on short notice?

Bring it on people, bring it on.

onsdag 25 juni 2008

Note to self

Cable management anyone??
I think my cred as a spokeswoman for wireless homes would plummet if anyone saw this.
So....let's not mention this to anyone, ok?

Meanwhile in Sthlm

It's 6am, I'm ridiculously tired but I just wanted to say that I finally have that safe person in my life. A rock to lean on or something.

His name is Maxtor, and I'm not ashamed to say he is my backup-plan.

lördag 21 juni 2008

Midsummers eve

Back home and I can only say it was the Swedish Midsummer defined. Except for the sun. It's supposed to be cold and rainy, but yesterday was anything but that.
We even finished the evening at the good old dansbana, with a DJ from 1930 and we probably scared one or two families while dancing away.
I won a limbo competition.
Still got it.

Christoffer, salad meister

Some of the good stuff

Saras smile and sara.

The first swim for me, but Niklas is experienced

Mike's gone fishing

Triple play

Marky mark and Justin

games is a compulsory thing on ME.
Of course I won, together with Christoffer.

I have a firm grip of Lisa.

Pleased with the set-up

Socialising

The Midsommarstång is the most important symbol. Originally it has to do with fertility I think and Mike likes his beer.

Now: second half Holland - Russia. Awesome regrouping activity that includes me, sofa, popcorn and diet coke. I'll sort my unhealthy self out some other day.

Easy as.

tisdag 17 juni 2008

Business or pleasure?

Finish my Power Point-presentation for tomorrows kick-off, aka "Roll-on" or watch Italy-France at Lisa's....

I'm thinking I'm already heading down T-street...

söndag 15 juni 2008

That's how we roll

dam. I'm knackered, broken, stuffed...this has been a week to remember, that's for sure. Some people may not remember everything, but I certainly do.

We have explored and unveiled the romantic aura around the whole camping concept and I must say, despite the not so glamorous aspects of freezing/boiling in a tent, it really is all that. Cool neighbours, splendid weather, fucking awesome game against Greece and heaps of cold beer and Jaeger all contributed to a week that will be very dreamy in my book for years to come.

I'll also have a good story for the litte future buggers that'll be my grandkids - a mad afterparty with a Swedish legendary world champion. My, my. For some weird reason, that seems very distant at the moment, I had an early teenage crush on him. Very bisarr.

I managed to make good use of my love The Camera and find myself back with 696 pics and close to 0 disk space. For obvious reasons I won't be able to put them all here, but I'll try to locate an online album somewhere.

Over and out, hellish laundry going on..