Benrik diaries - End Procrastination

Accomplishment this week:
1. Signing up for a course in canoing (this just might be a joke).
2. Begun working on my creative project for the summer.
3. Getting rid of stuff clustering my home = HUGE effort on my behalf.

Things I didn't do:
1. Vacuum and travel around the world

Over, out & stay clear! ; )

Benrik diaries - Thorn

I wasn't born in the US which... if I recall correctly you have to be in order to run for president.
But to become governor you just have to be a regular US-citizen. Like Arnold. I don't feel any need to be either Arnold or a member of USA.

Hmmm... Although first and last we all inhabit Earth. (And all other things are just a matter of technicaleties.)
We drink it's water, eat it's cows and buy lots of plastic.

Speaking of plastic and earth this George Carlin quote springs to mind:

"The earth doesn't share our prejudice towards plastic...plastic came out of the earth, the earth probably sees plastic as just another one of its children...could be the only reason the earth allowed us to be spawned from it in the first place: it wanted plastic for itself, didn't know how to make it, needed us. Could be the answer to our age-old philosophical question...why are we here? Plastic, assholes."


However, deep inside my opinion is that this task really should have been to run for Kofi Annan.
He's a world citizen in a true-sense-kinda-way right? And everyone could become that.



Other:
I've got 4 internet auctions running. 2 buyers are really hitting it off over a couple of items I didn't think would sell at all. Go figure.

I also went to the masquerade-thing and highly enjoyed myself.
I just might post a picture.
Conclusion: There should be masquerades 24/7 and invitations to everyone!

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Oh, and here's a song by an Australian chick interpreted by someone else. Amusing.

Benrik diaries - [no title included in this message]

Task:
As I reported I added a health unit for regular citizens to find if they searched for medical service - immunology or Benrik.
I added:
- A description - “For people immune against Benrik”
- A phone number to the company that publish the book in Sweden
- E-mail to Benrik
- A link to the homepage

Cleaning:
My rebellious mind can only do so much (be rebellious for short periods of time). I’ve now removed the unit and will again focus on keeping a high quality on the information about heath-care.


Phone:
I had to borrow an old mobile phone today since my last one wasn't too reliable. (It kept shutting off.)
The new signal is madness, complete madness I tell you!
Too perky with it's accumulating bling-bling - sounds like people are more eager to get a hold of me now than they used to be and I don’t know how to relate to this new way of life.
I think I’d like to change the signal but since I’m not planning to hold on to the phone… I won’t.
I’m also quite certain this builds character (annoying things always has that tendency).

Question:
What signal have you got on you mobile phone?

QX diaries - Building Character

Phone:

I had to borrow an old mobile phone since my last one wasn't too reliable (it kept shutting off).

The new signal is madness, complete madness I tell you!
Too perky, accumulating bling-bling... it sounds like people are more eager to get a hold of me now than they used to be and I'm not quite sure how to relate to this new way of life.

I think I’d like to change the signal but since I’m not planning to hold on to the phone I won’t.

I’m also quite certain this builds character (annoying things has that tendency).

Benrik diaries - Beat this...

I fucking work in health-care - managing how some of the healthcare in the county is presented to it's citizens.

So what I've done is that I've opened a small office dealing primarily with tests. It targets people "immune against benrik" and is fully searchable at vardguiden.se.

I might add more information as the week goes.

Benrik diaries - Rubbish

Confusion:
There's a pile of rubbish just outside my window, logs, metal and probably lots of nails. (from the CIA-people).
It woke me up this morning and I thought. "Wow, people are building stuff out there. And on a Sunday!"
But it was only the wind messing around with rubbish.

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Swimming-people:
1 time could be an accident. 2 times = habit.
I am now one of those people who goes swimming once a week.
It might add a new dimension to my very complicated personality, but I doubt it.

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Random perfection:
Happiness is when you put your stereo on shuffle and it plays one great song after the other. Mixing them in a way you'd never figure out on your own. Today it played Massive attack's "Heat miser" followed by "Small-town boy" with Bronski Beat and I felt happy. : )

I've also been watching and giggling to tons of Eddie Izzard comedy. (not all)
So, here follows his "best of" according to me, and up to this point:
1. Dressed to kill (with the thing about birds not having dreams about flying, it would be too simple. Birds have dreams about driving cars, smoking)
2. Circle (with the trigger-happy monkey, signing for "banana")
3: Glorious (with the turnie-button-thing)

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Hope I confused you enough to make you not notice my complete failure regarding this weeks task.

Benrik diaries - Got the greens

Yesternight there was this fog.
Have I been absent?
I feel absent.

I've been to the doctor. I've cancelled on the dentist and I had a conversation about orchids which lasted for 1 hour.
I've also thought about saying "Hej stygging!" (Hey bad boy!) to the bus driver and this morning I actually remembered it. Only that the bus-driver was the grumpy-old-men-type so I chuckled and quietly went to sit down.

There's always this lack of extravaganza.
However this won't stop me in my attempts.

St: Patricks-day today.
That might call for a celebration of some kind.
Like buying lots of green candy and share it with friends.
Now, would you like some?

Benrik diaries - Give me 3 bottles of whine and teach me to go-go

Holá!

I had good intent with this week, thinking: "this really is my cup of tea."
But what's happened?
Nada, zippo, njet.

Mouthing obscenities to strangers is furthers from my mind. (It's lies a whole lot closer with people I know.)


My best effort so far:
Yesterday (while in character) I told H
"Come here and dance with me you charmer you!"

Yes I know, I'm miles from any naughtiness.



Other: I got this invitation to a masquerade a couple of weeks ago. That's one of my main-weapons against this fucking, cock-sucking cold.
And shit!

The theme is nostalgia and I'm thinking "Cindy Lauper" - no problem in pulling that one of (basically that's me + skirt, bling-bling and maybe a hat). Or should I make it a bit more difficult and go as Margaret Thatcher or some comic?
This is my current favourite problem.


Random thought: I wonder if there's more e-mails then birds flying around?


Joy to the world!

QX diaries - ABC

Vi hade en ABC-vecka i åttan och åkte till Atlas Copco för att titta på borrmaskiner.
På Atlas Copco fanns det en lufttrycksborr och den borrade tydligen som faan.
Han som visade upp den var mycket stolt och hade valt att spara den till sist.

Nu ska vi åka på studiebesök och titta på lokaler.

Benrik diaries - Contact

I lost one of my contacts at the bottom of "Eriksdalsbadet" (bath-house).
Am left with only one.


Swimming will become my new habit. Also it's a good place for mouthing obscenities to complete strangers.
Lots of strangers there - wearing tiny shorts, 60 years and big hairy bellys.
(This task demands responsible devotion.)


Question: at what point does a stranger quit being a stranger? When you know their name?


Got Prague mail:

Hallo!
How are you?
I found your email address finally! I am back in Melbourne and its VERY hot
this weeekend.
I was just playing with my hair as I walked around the house - so I thought
of you. Hi hi.. I DO always play with my hair.. but.. guess where I am going
in an hour.. The Melbourne Airport - to pick someone up!
FUN!
:) He will get a shock from Swedish snow to Melbourne sun.
I hope all is well in your world. Are you in Sweden still?
Take care


In Prague I stayed with H (being a boy) amoung others.
One night me and H and some other people went to this pub. He had meet G (the girl in the letter) the night before and she was there.

I told H I thought that G liked him.
"How can you tell?"
"She playes with her hair when she talks to you."
And then they got together and he told her what I had said about her hair.
She still claims playing with her hair is just something she does, but I'm doubtful.

Benrik diaries - Nostalgia

Ok, so I e-mailed P3 and requested ”Too Shy” - told them a sobby story about how I’d like to hear it just to be reminded of the first and only dance-competition I won as a 10 year old. I got a soda, my first boyfriend, kiss, as well as a diploma ”for my creative yet steady dance-moves”.

This is of course untrue. (I remember winning a slow-dance to ”Carrie” and all we got where these raspberry-flavoured bubblegums). But I had to write something down in order for them to play the song. Like other benrikans I’m thinking air-play might inspire someone else to buy it.

I’ve listened to the album. Honestly, it’s not very good is it?
Well, apart from the ”Too shy”-song.
And... I confess, I got nostalgic after hearing ”Never-ending story” - reminding me of my fairytale-days when I still thought I had some kind of power making me able to talk to animals.
“If only I could figure out how to use it!”

For next week I’ve decided to donate the album.


Well… *tired*

“Bed, bed, bed, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, bed, bed, bed.”
(That’s actually a lyric, just not a very good one.)

QX diaries - fairytale-days

OK I confess, I got nostalgic after hearing ”Never-ending story” - reminding me of my fairytale-days when I still thought I had some kind of power to talk to animals.
“If only I could figure out how to use it!”

QX diaries - Babar

As a kid I was constantly terrified that my life was a book read by King Babar to his children and that one day he would close it and my life would end.

Benrik diaries - Sometime in early March

A sunny but cold day. I spent 2 minutes of it looking at my desperately red nose in the mirror. Like some kind of stop-sign.

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I finally decided on making a small adjustment that might make good things come to me easier. I’ve hesitated to do this before since I've been against the principle of people having it easy just because they’ve got the right name, know the right people or come from the right place. But why this need to make things harder on myself than necessary?
Only because I want people to like me for who I am?
At about 10: 45 it dawned on me that there’s no contradiction between the two.

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Yes, I ordered the Kajagoogoo-CD. In fact I found the single for 10 balubas on tradera but buying it there wouldn’t manipulate the charts, so I ordered it the proper way.

I’ve also made a thorough analysis of the lyrics to "Too Shy" and came to the conclusion that it’s all about this guy who's going to the hospital due to an allergic reaction. There he meets a massage-therapist who’s unable to treat him appropriately and in the end he dies.
So sad. *sigh*

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And inspired by my benrik partner I will now present stupid-internet-test of the day:
What Breed of Dog Are You?

To my enormous surprise it turns out I’m a Chihuahua:

"No bones about it, you're an energetic, devoted Chihuahua. For your breed, size definitely doesn't matter. After all, sometimes the best things (diamonds, car keys, Godiva truffles) come in small packages. Honest and straightforward, you're never afraid to speak up for what you believe in, especially if it's a cause near and dear to your heart. Having such a passionate personality can come with a few drawbacks, though. You can be moody at times, and people often find it hard to live up to your high standards. But once you make a friend, it's for life. Saucy and intense, your energy and unfailing loyalty make you a great companion. Woof!"


This gave me a frightening inner vision of me on a leach with Paris Hilton at the other end and now I need to recover.

Benrik diaries - Reunions

For my performance today I got these crackers from a fellow theater-buddy. Orangeflavor. I will have them with tea someday and I will look back upon this day with some kind of smile.



Wish of the day:
I wish I could imitate Elvis's stiff uper lip.
Practise starts today.



I decided to mix it up a bit by confusing pride with gluttony.
That screwed up my schedule.
Mostly due to the theatre thing today. We were ok, although my own energy was a bit low pre-show. I hadn't eaten properly (I rather slept an extra 15 min) and three of my friends didn’t show up as they said they would.
One had a choir-performance
One was down with a cold
The last one had pipe problems.
All good excuses, but still...
M, A and O showed, that felt good, in fact the entire audience felt good. : )
But I only had a pie.
So much for gluttony.

On my way into town I bumped into my favourite teacher from grammar-school. Arne.
During the five minutes spent together we covered these subjects:
Theatre and Arnes band (he was on his way to practise)
Old age
The future and work
The one friend I've still got contact with from that school and the one from clas who died last year.
Actually, that was the last thing I mentioned before we parted and afterwards I felt bad about leaving him with such sad news. He stood there surprised and said: "But Petri, he was just a little boy."
I replied "yes", cause he truly was a little boy, and then he died due to drug-related problems.



[space for pondering how fragile life can be]



Funny thing was on my way home again I managed to run into and old high-school buddy I haven't seen for... must be seven or eight years.
He looked just the same.
We didn't have time to talk since he was getting on the subway. I was getting off. He was with friends and I on the phone. But we happily huged.


Question: when you run into people from before you became the good-looking and successfully person you are now, what change in you do they comment?


(I can't get the capitation for image entry to work, anyone got a clue as to what I'm doing wrong? when i press "save changes" I get: "page can not be displayed".)

Benrik diaries - Wroth-sloth-thought

Wroth-sloth-thought:
I hate you so much that I don’t even bother recalling your fucking name.


Spending an entire day I bed sounded so very tempting when I woke up this morning. Yet I simply couldn’t.
Spent the last two days doing tables, functions, queries and crap = I’ve learned to manage SAS enterprise which I’m sure will be quite useful for something. Someday.
However… numbers just fail to intrigue me.

Question: Has anybody heard of any impressive number? : )


Wish I had time to write more, but I'm late.

Benrik diaries - Creed

So, I’ve been listening to Creed.

Comment: Yes it made me feel closer to God, but honestly people… this task really was too easy even for a person who simply doesn’t like Creed.