Benrik diaries - No 9

I’ve never bet one horses before. I bet on football (soccer) twice when I was about 11, but that’s 22 people and no horses are involved.
I didn’t have the slightest clue as to how things with horses-racing works so I simply told the woman behind the counter that I wanted to place a 1 money bet on a horse in some race and then she said that it wasn’t possible - the least amount of cash I could place was 2.
Fair enough…
I picked horse number 9 to win tomorrow, after all 9 is my favourite number and that’s unrational. What has number 9 ever done for me?

Benrik diaries - & my inner child wet her pants

This was a good day.
I didn't do any tasks, but at least I've got the book now so I've been planning my days ahead while helping a friend paint his hallway (red like in my kitchen)...
I really got to use my creative skills during both activities and I made a nice plan for tomorrow.

After that I went to celebrate Malins birthday. This was easily the funniest thing I've done all year. First we had soup and lots of wine at her place and then we went to a scabby old place in town to dance our pants off.
Scabby old places really are the best for dancing pants off.

These are the names of the people I remember from the party:
2 * Annika:s (they also the same second-name as myself which made the world smaller & people feel closer), Sofia, Malin, David, Anna, Per, Carola, Håkan, Pernilla, Stina, Jenny, Olof, Karl and… I guess I didn't speak to the rest of the people, paid attention or was drunk.
We danced some and Stina (whom I’ve never wet before) said that she thought I was a lesbian... Not that I mind, but she wasn't my type!
So anyway, I explained that I wasn't and that's when she kissed me on the cheek! Weird behaviour.
Karl and Olof were gay but not a couple. Everybody liked them very much and I'm having a ham-sandwich now.

Funny Vogue-incident at the dancefloor:
Earlier yesterday my friend asked me in English "What are you looking at?" (I was looking at something). I replied "vogue".
When the song came on (haven't heard it in years) my inner child actually wet her pants.

Oh... I've got a Benrik-partner, that was a nice surprise. : )
I wonder if he likes Keith Jarrett?
I know he likes "Fight club" so he seems like a man with good taste.

Benrik diaries - 112, what's the emergency?

I was waiting for the bus when a woman came up to me asking if I could give her 100 money since she had been robbed and needed it for a ticket home for her and her son (who I didn't see).
I said "no" since I didn't have any money.
She then went on and asked another woman standing beside me (she also said "no").
The my bus came and as I got on to it, through the window I saw a lady give the woman some money.
This made me angry and I decided to call the police.
Called the police, gave a report, description... They said that they would check it out.
I did this since I just thought that what she was doing was wrong. Going about trying to fool people with her story. Even though it's almost like other beggars asking for money for shelter or food. But it's also different... if her story was true she would have gone to the police herself wouldn't she? And then they would help her home. But she was acting on peoples good-will to sometimes help and be kind, and after that people feel like fools when they found out that they were instead cheaten, and then they don't trust strangers anymore.
I could have easily gone away thinking like most people that everyone's on their own. Like it is. hmm.... well.
I had decided that this would be "sowing the first seed of anarchy-day".
I had a plan.
Now I'm thinking that what I did was anarchy, in a different way.
I stumbled across my task-fullfillment.

Question of the day at work is: If you were a fruit what fruit would you be?
(feel free to answer)
I would be a pear. Not a mango.