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I wished for someone to get me Charles Burns' new book, but I didn't think it was going to happen. Then my dear brother asked for my adress and later told me that he bought the book for me. I'm very happy about that (1000 mange tak Martin!) but I also feel a little bad. I could buy it myself, my brother shouldn't have to.
Anyway I'm very grateful and I'm sooo exited about reading X'ed out soon!
That was another (very interesting?!) little story from my new life.
I still need that shower by the way. Should really do something about that. Take a shower for example. I wonder why or how I don't smell worse.

Hello, here is a very interesting story from my life.
The other day (or night) I finally took the time to take a shower. I had planned it the whole week, because I was going to see my doctor the day after. I was really looking forward to this shower (I don't shower very often, ok). It was perfect, my son was asleep and I had all the time I needed. The water slowly got warm, a little too warm but I corrected that. I wet my hair but then instead of getting it washed, I got a clogged drain. Ok actually I knew it was clogging but for a couple of minutes I tried to ignore it and hoped I could fix it tomorrow. But it couldn't wait. Well it could wait, but I couldn't finish my shower.
I live on a beautiful island but sometimes I'd like to live in a part of the city where I have friends & family so they could come to my rescue or just lend me a shower in a situation like that. Well well. It's all right.
I'm just glad I didn't get to the shampoo and conditioner because it would be so not nice having to leave it in.

In less than two months I can hold my own child in my arms. I tell myself that all the time but I still don't get it. It's really amazing and incredibly weird to grow a little person inside my own body. My own body that is totally not my own by the way.
I think maybe I will draw tomorrow when I get home! Or just cook, eat and look at some bonfire.
:- ))))))

So I'm not a teenager anymore. Before today i felt really sad about it and was very afraid of it. Turns out there's not really any noticeable difference. I got 40 more or less personal happy birthday messages and I feel as lonely as ever. (-:
But I'm not that lonely, I have my family & all the animals. Maybe that's all I really need. Friends are too difficult anyway. Or are they worth it. In 20 years (maybe) I'll have the answer.
Merry christmas!!

I WOULD LIE TO YOU, BABY OR NOT