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So, I think I've found the answer to a lot of questions in my life; I have ADD or ADHD. It explains everything; my inability to concentrate, sit still, sleep, and also my anxiety and sadness, etc. It's really no wonder I never managed to get all my grades. I can't concentrate on things I'm not interested in, and I have a real hard time getting started, and finishing things; also unorganized. I have constantly been accused of being spoiled and lazy, which made me feel even worse; I blamed myself just like everyone else. Now I know it isn't my fault, and hopefully I can finally recieve the help I need to get my life back on track. If you want to learn more, google ADD or adult ADHD.

It's grey, wet and quite cold outside today so I think we all need something to cheer us up. http://atdehydi.blogg.se/2008/november/idag-blir-det-bara-humor.html

Beautiful baby, stupid demonstrants!

On December 2nd my beautiful and smart niece Tturned 1 years old, and yesterday (6 Dec) we had a party for her at her maternal grandparents house less than an hour from here. She was so adorable! At one point my mother started tickling her like mad, and she was choking with laughter. I got some perfect pictures!

My gift was a wooden turtoise with funny moving legs; unfortunately it didn't come with a string, like I thought it did, so we tied a string from one of the gift wrappings 'round its neck. It worked, she walked around with it, pulling the string-- well, for about 2 minutes untill something else caught her interest.

I wouldn't say my attention span is like a 1 year old; that would be extreme; but 8-10 year old.... surely, that's quite mild when you suffer from a neurological disease?

I have to tell you; I sent three job applications; one was somewhere close to Bournemouth/Poole (I've lived in Bournemouth so that would be perfect), one in the Cotswolds, and one in the London area. It's all live-in, waiting mostly, in hotels. Maybe I'll hate it, but I won't know 'till I try it, right? 

Me: What's the worst that could happen?
Dad: They might want you to perform other types of services.... 
Me: No, the worst that could happen is that I force Them to perform those types of services... 

Not to me!! No, I'd pimp them out! I'd tell them that in Sweden you can make LOADS of money on selling sex (especially men, if most of the staff is male) and I would ONLY take 40 %. Crossing fingers they haven't heard of human trafficking.

Sweden is strange. It's legal to Sell sex, but not to Buy. That protects prostitutes from ending up in jail (which tax payers would have to pay for), but due to the criminalisation of the purchase, the risk of falling victim to a violent customer increases. Legalize prostitution, like they have in the Netherlands, and the violence, human trafficking, etc. would decrease. The workers would get the same benefits as any other employee, including maternal and sick leave. Let's stop victimizing women and denying their sexuality. Some women (and men!) do it because they like it, others neither like it, nor dislike it, and do it for the quick cash. In a country where prostitution was legal there would be authorized agencies, and they would interview potential employees, like any other job, and be very alert to any mental instability, care for their employee's health, and make them take tests for STDs.

In my utopia nobody would need to pay for sex, or drugs, etc. but Utopia is a book based on Sir Thomas More's definition of an ideal society and not the way reality is today. So, in this real world we have today, I want to add that I also think drugs should be legal. It's all about control. In Holland they have centers where people can go to test their drugs to make sure it's not "bad stuff". This (legalizing prostitution and selling/posessing drugs) also makes it less of a tabboo and that would stop most of the people who would otherwise try it to rebell, or because they want the excitment of doing something wrong.

I read today that a lot of people are complaining about the annual nazi and anti-nazi demonstrations in Salem (outside Stockholm, I think). I think it's wonderful that Everyone gets their say; most of the time Sweden allow their citiziens the freedom of speech they have the right to. However, every year these demonstrations take place there is loads of violence and people living in the city stay inside for fear of being assaulted. If they can not have these demonstrations without causing havoc then I don't think they should be allowed to have them. It's no longer got anything to do with freedom of speech; it's about protecting the people of Salem from serious injuries and possibly death. The pro- and anti demonstrations should be put on seperate days, but if they, after all these years, can't demonstrate their cause without violence, then they shouldn't be allowed to have it.

This entry became really serious. :)

I started off talking about my niece.


Accountants suffering from diabetis

Today's quote:

-You should go to a diabetic.
-Why?
-To advice you on what to eat.
-You mean dietitian!
(Hilarity ensued)

My joints hurt; maybe the bloke with arthritis next door can help me?


In other news; I'm sitting here with a finger in my ear. It's not a hobby of mine, it just hurts.

I turned down pizza tonight; I have no craving what so ever for junk food. Gross! Why do we like it so much? Surely a meal made from scratch at home tastes a million times better and keeps you from getting hungry right away. Were we brought up to assosciate junk with reward and celebration, so now when we eat it we feel rewarded.

I have applied to three jobs now; one close to Bournemouth, one in the Cotswolds and the third one... in the London area, I think. They all offer accomodation. Hopefully I'll be back in England before march. Crossing fingers over here!

What do accountants do when they're constipated?
- They work it out with a pencil!

*roaring laughter* 

That joke gives me the most hilarious images in my head; boring accountants, suite and tie, in the office bathroom, picking their bottom with a pencil. Oh dear, oh dear. *wiping tears* 

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