Another blonde!

We have a couple of blondes in my class. I can’t tell them apart.
I realised this the other day when one of them walked in and then came the other one and I thought "Weren't you just here?"

I've never really got why being a blonde was such a big thing, excitingly enough I myself is a blonde, but choose not to be because I think it's a very dull colour which erases most personal traits of a face, Blonde to me is the essence of being beige.
And just as it's harder for Asian people to tell one Westerner from the other I've got the same issue with blondes, they all just look blonde.
To me their faces fade.

Benrik diaries - Commercial 1

Today I've promoted a yarn-store.
I've also worked on getting my hair really soft. All it took was some moaning in the shower, for no apparent reason at all.

Benrik diaries - I am hey... thy say!

It’s the Kings birthday Sunday.
Turning 60 the old bugger.
Apparently we - the people of Sweden all decided on giving him a portrait of himself.
No matter how hard I’ve tried I can’t recall when we all agreed on this.
Must be I didn’t attend that meeting. If I had I would have argued that we would give him portraits of each one of us instead.


I finally bought new jeans and during a meeting a made a 12 step-program on things to do in the future. (Both work and other. Meetings always inspire me to do stuff.)
After making that list I painted a fairly nice owl and pondered if I had my contact lenses in or not since everything became hazy for a couple of seconds. I took sight on something distant and concluded that they were there alright. And then I got right back into it again.

I got a letter from I. She’s in France. She asked me to come join her. “I’ve got a king-size bed,” she said.
Never been to Paris.
Want to go visit my beautiful model-friend for some party and random strollin’?
Hmm.
And for the record… getting in touch with her actually was on my to-do-list.

Yester night I coloured my hair.
Turned out REALLY red.
I’m waiting for someone to put me out.

Benrik diaries - En sammanfattning

Went to a club.
I don't like clubs anymore.
Actually I didn't like clubs to begin with - they never really stood a fighting chance.
100 kronor and 45 minutes wasted.
I used their bathroom in return.


Gonna colour my hair.
I've actually thought about becoming a brunette, since I'm not sure that I live up to the expectations of being a red-head. (or maybe it's the people who approach you a cerain way based on the idea of you, judging from your appearence.)
They think we're more wild and wacky than other people.
Sometimes we're more wild and wacky than other people.
Sometimes we're looking for the exit-sign. Just like everybody else.


J got lucky Saturday! : )
He called me on his way home (all smiles) and later he popped by for a movie.
He said he's gonna call her, she was nice, then he said that he's gonna think about it some more, only to 15 minutes after saying so ask me for suggestions on stuff to do on a 1st date (or 2nd... whatever...).
(Walking, beer, Liljevalchs.)
Later, when he had gone I almost called up to tell him not to wait too long with that phone-call.
- You should never wait too long, cause good things doesn't come to those who wait, it's a complete lie (no matter what they tell you).
(Besides, he has to compensate from breaking the first phone-rule. Being: always say “Maybe we could exchange phone numbers?” not “Maybe I could have your phone number and call you sometime.”)


Haven't gotten around to any tasking.
I just woke up from a meeting.