Tuesday, 25 December 2012

Happy X-Mas

Love each other a little extra over the Holidays. Hold each other tighter, kiss a little longer.
Love yourselves. You're all so awesome.
Happy Holidays and lots of love from me to You.

Friday, 21 December 2012

Oh Mayans...

So the world didn't end huh? Well, we all knew it could end just yet - the third season of Game of Thrones isn't until March and we can't have the world ending before we get to see what happens next now can we? Nope, none of that.

Monday, 17 December 2012

Dear stupid people

But I'm really not that scary with a pictur like that, am I?
Just comes to show that Comic Sans is never scary. Never.

Friday, 14 December 2012


I think I did alright at work after seeing The Hobbit. Slept for 2 hours and then did 10 hours of work before I could go home and die a little. Oh sweet caffeine, you know how to keep me awake.
But strangely enough I really can’t figure out if I liked the movie or not and that’s usually a bad sign for me. Now, I haven’t read The Hobbit in a few years and don’t remember it very well but I felt the movie was cluttered and sometimes just too much. There’s also some amount of nagging worry about how they’ve managed to make three movies out of a book of 120 pages. And then there’s Dr Wats... no wait, I mean Martin Freeman, and his constant look of equal parts surprise and puzzlement. And WHAT THE HELL WERE THE WARG RIDERS DOING AT WEATHERTOP??! Is it just me or does it bother anyone else that the Wolves of Isengard are roaming through Arnor?
It was beautiful though - stunningly so. 48 frames per second and 3D was awesome.
I have to see it again.

Monday, 3 December 2012

Gonna be tired

I got my complete work schedule for December today and realized that I'll be working the day after the premiere of The Hobbit. That is; movie starts at 00:05AM and it's 2 hours and 50 minutes long. After that I'll have to walk home because the next bus would leave at 05:22AM and I'm not waiting for that. Walking would take me 30-40 minutes so I'll be home just before 04:00AM. My alarm clock will go off at 06:55. If I'm lucky that means 2 hours of sleep before my scheduled 10 hours at work.
Caffeine pills, here we come!
...woohoo...*insert grumpy cat face*

Sunday, 2 December 2012

I'm taking The Hobbit...

I'VE GOT A TICKET TO THE PREMIERE SHOWING! 3D and High Frame Rate and so on and so forth... After almost freezing my toes off in the cold I actually GOT A TICKET!

Saturday, 1 December 2012


Did I buy this? Yes. Yes, I did.
I sense a certain Hobbit fever going around right now which I'm not completely comfortable with. I feel my expectations going through the roof and I really don't want all that to fall flat. I'm scared that I won't like it. The Hobbit isn't a particularly long book and to make not one, not two but three movies out of it... I don't know. It's been a very tedious nine years since The Return of the King premiered - the movie I went and watched three times at cinemas despite it being three hours long and an almost constantly empty wallet - and I know that my inner Ringer will explode with pleasure within the first ten minutes. No. Make that five minutes.

Thursday, 29 November 2012

Another one

For my Swedish readers and close friends I've got another blog going here. It's got to do with me not wanting to write personal stuff on this one anymore and a belief that I'd express my feelings much clearer in Swedish. So yeah. Have a good read!

Tuesday, 27 November 2012

The Hobbit

I'd just like to point out that Sir Ian McKellen has been posting pictures of the preparations for the The Hobbit premiere on his Twitter. The big premiere in Wellington is tomorrow and I cannot stress the fact that I'm excited about this enough. I'll have to wait until December 14th to see the first of the three movies but yes, I'm thrilled.
Have a good night my lovelies.

Sunday, 25 November 2012

Bilbo's walking song

"The Road goes ever on and on
Out from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
Let others follow it who can!
Let them a journey new begin,
But I at last with weary feet
Will turn towards the lighted inn,
My evening-rest and sleep to meet."
- The Return of the King, J. R. R. Tolkien 

Wednesday, 21 November 2012

Sunday, 18 November 2012

Wednesday, 14 November 2012


Ok, I'm going to watch Brave. I haven't actually seen a single thing about this movie beforehand so it'll really be a surprise. The music is amazing though. SPOILER ALERTS though I'll try and not give too much away. Here goes.
  • Ooooh, pretty! Beautiful scenery.
  • WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAVE TO BE SCOTLAND??! As soon as anything animated has anything close to a medieval theme (this includes fantasy) it will as inevitably as the fucking tide take place in Scotland (or some other place inhabited by Scots). And Billy Connolly will voice at least one character. Are there bears in Scotland? Hm.
  • At 5 minutes we meet the young woman Merida and her family. Notice how bitter she is that her brothers doesn't really have to do anything and she has all sorts of responsibilities.
  • 7 minutes. Don't disturb me. I'm listening to Julie Fowlis. The songs are way too short - it's a problem.
  • 9 minutes. WTF. Is this really Ronia the Robber's Daughter?
  • 15 minutes in and... Wait, why is Merida wearing a corset? We don't see corsets until the 15th century in Europe and judging from the dresses this is late 14th century. Also, maidens wore their hair out. Married women covered it. AAAURGH! I'm damaged.
  • 28 minutes and Merida is holding a sword for about a minute. Name one "Disney Princess" who uses a short-range weapon like a sword. You'll say Mulan. When does she actually use her sword? Never. A bow - yes, fireworks - yes, but not her sword. Rapunzel uses a frying pan. I liked that. Up close and personal.
  • Well, now I'm 30 minutes into the movie and... are we entirely sure that this isn't inspired by Ronia the Robber's Daughter? Seriously. I can think of little else.
  • Haha! At 32 minutes you'll meet what must be the movie's most awesome characters. How long do I get to keep them? 4 minutes. Thanks.
  • 40 minutes and... so now it's definitly a cross-over between Ronia and Brother Bear? "Mother Bear"?
  • MERIDA SAID "CRIVENS"!! The Wee Free Men wibe comes in at 58 minutes. Lets paint her blue.
  • 59 minutes. Is this really a children's movie? I wonder.
  • An hour quite exactly and I'm getting this Moria feeling with the dungeon and the bones and everything. Oooh, spooky.
  • Oh I'm really loving the stone circle. It's acting all mysterious and shit. Haha. I'm tired.
  • 68 minutes and finally an emotional response on my part. I need tissues.
  • At the 70th minute there's misunderstandings and proper action and stuff! Woop woop!
  • 74 minutes: HAHAHAHA! Her little brothers are killing me. Strange how they're suddenly Merida's best buddies.
  • 76 minutes: animal cruelty. Warning.
  • Minute 78. C'mon mama bear! Kick his ass! Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned and so on and so forth.
  • 80 minutes - RIGHT IN THE FEELS.
  • 83 minutes and there's that amazing song Learn Me Right by Birdy (feat. Mumford & Sons). Aw crap. Now I really won't be able to hear that song without crying. A few inspirational last words from Merida and that's the end. 
  • 86th minute and end credits are rolling. IT'S DEDICATED TO FUCKING STEVE JOBS?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME? Now there's enough reason to be bitter for the rest of my miserable existance. No. I'm bitter enough.
Well. That was Brave. Not Pixar/Disney's best work and certainly not the most interesting one but interesting enough if you ask me. Nice to see something aimed at children that doesn't circle around boys, boys and men. Ahem. Yeah. The whole list thing is a bit silly too. But truth be told, I'll probably do it again. Shit! Is that the time?
I need to be up in 2,5 hours to pretend to be an adult who knows stuff. Balls!

Tuesday, 13 November 2012


Lets all give Charlie some love because he's brilliant. Stephen Fry said so.

 But the truth is that a lot of us have felt this way once or twice or perhaps many more times during our creative years (even though I'm not even a thousandth as talented or popular as Charlie). Hank Green responded to this video that we're all creators and we're all seeking approval in one way or another. It's true. When this blog of mine right here reached over a thousand hits a month I panicked - which I told you and have since panicked just as much. I still panic every time I write here and therefore haven't written much in the past six months or so.
"What if they've lost all interest?" "What if I'm not funny?" "What do they want me to write?" Though I do realise that most people just stumble upon this because of the ever present Google search engine.
I'm not writing only for myself even though that's a big part of it - to ventilate my thoughts of things I like in the vain hope that someone else likes the same thing and makes use of my info. People scare me though.
To everyone: DFTBA and thanks for following along. I love you all.

Thursday, 8 November 2012

Confession: Doctors

I still cry like a baby when I get reminded of the 10th Doctor's last episodes in Doctor Who. It only takes a picture, a quote and/or a gif set (damn you Tumblr) and suddenly I'm screaming at the computer screen and doing the ugly cry in a corner of the room.
Yeah, he's still my favourite.

Thursday, 1 November 2012

I'd call it a success

So. I'm done with 50% of the essay. It's due tomorrow. But do not fret my lovelies! I've had a caffeine pill and will be up most of the night. Tomorrow you'll find me in the middle of a frantic search for a printer. And then I'll have some sleep, thank you very much.
But as of now:

Tuesday, 30 October 2012


There are all these pieces of paper all over the place and I am getting nowhere with this essay thingy. I need to be getting somewhere. It’s quite an interesting subject but I’ve mainly stuck to lecture notes because I haven’t really spent all that much time with the literature. Boring literature.

The impact of the post-westphalian security logic on world order, anyone? No insights? No takes? How lovely.

Saturday, 27 October 2012

Here goes

Me: Ok, an essay due next friday. Lets do this. Yes! Lets go. C'mon brain. Let the keyboard transfer your knowledge to the computer. You can do this.
Brain: NO.

Thursday, 25 October 2012

Good job

So I went out of bed this morning only to fall asleep in my armchair and wake up two hours later with all my literature for school still in my lap. Like a boss.

Wednesday, 24 October 2012

New shirt!

Ok, don't judge me for the maniacal stare that's going on in the picture. I was up at 5 this morning for work after about 3,5 hours of sleep. I’m so far beyond tired I can’t actually sleep. Instead I’ll eat biscuits, drink tea and judge people I pass on the internet. In my new awesome shirt. Now, I haven’t read The Hunger Games yet but Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Supernatural, Doctor Who and Sherlock on the other hand are personal favourites. These are also the fandoms I myself have chosen to embrace on Tumblr. Among other things of course.
Nothing better!
Find your own awesome t-shirt on Qwertee! Buy them immediately, each shirt is only up for sale for 48 hours (or until there are none left). After that, they're gone forever!
And yes, I have the wandering soot from Tonari no Totoro (and Spirited Away) dangling from my phone.

Tuesday, 16 October 2012

Internet, I love you

I know you're not supposed to talk about Tumblr because as you know the first rule about Tumblr is that you do not talk about Tumblr. I'll take my chances though.
After joining in on the madness that is the Tumblr-verse, I realized that it was 100% based on an obsession level I thought I had already reached a long time ago but how wrong was I? Very. I was an amateur ready to be whipped by the masters of fandoms.
For those of you who doesn't tumblr all day, here are two useful vlogs that might explain a thing or two. This is also extremely amusing because I notice just how much of a fangirl I've become of late. You see... this all makes sense to me.

Internet, I love you for so many reasons. One of them is because you've let the nerds out.
We cannot be contained.
We are spreading.
We are leaving our enthusiasm wherever we go.
I love this.

Sunday, 14 October 2012


This is so important I can't even begin to explain. You have to see it.

Monday, 24 September 2012

I fucking love books

Here they are - my new precious darlings to fill those empty bookshelves with.

Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood

I was a big fan of the original series of Fullmetal Alchemist but was curious to see what the differences would be between the old stuff and what appears to be a reboot.
For the first 20 episodes, there was no more difference than that they had removed all my favourite scenes. I was ready to crack skulls I felt so cheated. After that, the differences have been plentiful and rather huge. It's also been rather amazing with many of my questions from the last time getting closer to be answered.
I'm ready to recommend it to all those who didn't have the patience to keep watching.

It's a bit like Fafner in the Azure; it grows on you after a certain amount of episodes (for Fafner, it was 14 episodes, before that it was kind of boring and, to tell the truth, deeply depressing but nowadays I count it to be one of my favourite animes).

64 episodes have passed and I should sum up this anime. I have a few words:

Friday, 21 September 2012

Dammit Renner!

I have a crush on Jeremy Renner right now. Just a slight one and nothing huge... pffff... BWAHAHAHA! There’s the understatement of the year. I’ve gone in deep on this one; in truth I have a gargantuan crush on Renner because of all the awesome this man creates. And no, it wasn’t Avengers that threw me straight into this. It was The Hurt Locker. And Mission: Impossible – Ghost Protocol. And then there was S.W.A.T. And now it’s Twelve and Holding. He’s amazing. Especially Hurt Locker and Twelve and Holding really left me gasping for air after my mind was blown. It’s something about his face. No. The whole dude radiates awesome. 

The art of getting across all these strong emotions through subtle means – he knows it. 

If you want more of Jeremy Renner, watch The Unusuals. It's a dark comedy tv show in ten episodes about a dysfunctional group of cops in New York. And it's awesome.

Precious books

So I gave in to temptation and bought John Green's Looking For Alaska and Paper Towns. After looking at and enjoying all those VlogBrothers videos on Youtube it only seemed natural. If the books are half as funny as John (or Hank) is is the videos I'm good.
Also bought Movies as Politics by Jonathan Rosenbaum because I've desperately wanted it since I started going through the 1001 Movies You Must See Before You Die list. Not only that but I bought Chicks Dig Comics - A Celebration of Comic Books by the Women Who Love Them edited by Lynne M.Thomas and Sigrid Ellis. I've been told it's really good.
I'll get back to you on what I thought of them.

It's my mission in life to surround myself with as many books as I possibly can and create a library others envy me for.

Tuesday, 18 September 2012

Oh my God...

"It's my birthday!"
(No really, it is my birthday. I'm 24 now.)
(That's 42, but backwards. I'm trying to see the bright side here...)

Monday, 17 September 2012

My feels

You guessed it right; I'm not in the best of moods and will probably continue being a complete and utter wanker for a few more days (weeks if we’re unlucky) if nothing entirely awesome happens. We all go through these episodes of hating everything and everyone now and again and for me it includes isolating myself and watching a lot of Black Books. That is unless I'm spewing profanities at people because I’m forced to crawl out of my dungeon for lets say... work... or school.
I thought that moving into a bigger city would turn my life around and everything would be nice and shiny. I got myself a job and liked it for about three days until my colleagues started whispering behind my back. As a geek I’ve always liked school but instantly had issues with my classmates when I got back to university about two weeks ago. The uniformity of the group is astounding and if I’m the most peculiar there is, something’s gone wrong because I’m really not that peculiar.
Well, now I am.
To top all that off I’ve had to reevaluate what I think people want from me; whether it’s physical or intellectual. It can’t be described as pretty.
I’m shook-up and disappointed.

A word of caution should be given to anyone who wants to give me advice on dealing with this world-suck - please, don’t bother as it'll only exacerbate things. Don't tell me what to do. For your own good.
You want to make things better? I like drinking tea and eating cake. I have this ridiculously huge appreciation for nerds – preferably Whovians, Potterheads, Sherlockians, SuperWhoLockians, Browncoats and Star Wars nerds or anyone who can quote at least three things Dylan Moran has ever said. I’m generally inclined to like people who care about me, not because I should entertain them when they’re bored but because of genuine affection.
But maybe that’s just me.

Offended? You better watch this.

Friday, 7 September 2012

For the lols

What's Your Catchphrase?

Mine (Sofia the Hutt) was:
"Unfortunately, you won't interest me unless you're 2D."

Not really that much of a catchphrase but one helluva comeback. I approve.

Thursday, 6 September 2012


Me neither Arthur, me neither... There's that thing about Thursdays that's intirely confusing so lets drink to that. Today has been tough, but according to calculations tomorrow should be better.

Tuesday, 4 September 2012


I don’t know but I guess it's that time of year when the angst associated with getting older strikes like a wet towel to the face. Of course, there’s hope for all of us nerds out there since it’s somehow much easier to stay awesome as you get older when you’re a nerd. Just look at the Green brothers, Zachary Levi, Natalie Portman, Nathan Fillion, Felicia Day, Vin Diesel or Simon Pegg.
Here’s a clip of Hank Green telling you how to survive as you grow up. Or don't.

Also read Simon Pegg’s Nerd Do Well for inspiration. And Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury just to read something awesome that will maybe make you try and live your life to its fullest. This November/December (depending on where on the planet you are) Life of Pi premieres in theatres. Directed by Ang Lee, it’s based on the book by Yann Martel and I recommend the book wholeheartedly.
I mentioned towels before and speaking of towels, I want you to read The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy because honestly, you can never get too much Douglas Adams. I recently reread The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy and The Restaurant at the End of the Universe and I believe it made me a better person.

I started school again today. I managed to get lost, arrive at the wrong classroom and subsequently was late to my first lecture of the semester.
Oh well, it’ll get better.

I've cut my hair.

Sunday, 5 August 2012

Week 32

The truth is that the coming week will probably be one of the toughest weeks of my life for the past ten years or so. I will have to work my regular job while taking care of my parents’ house with four different species of animals apart from the normal household stuff.

I attended the Medieval Week on Gotland (the largest medieval festival in Sweden) for the first time in 2005 and have attended every year since. It’s been a tradition, some years more to my liking than others but mostly that one time of year when I could pretend to be someone a little different from myself and meet new and interesting people that knew nothing about how boring I really am. It never turned out much like that, though I have made friends there that I generally don’t meet at all during the other 51 weeks of the year and it’s always that much greater seeing them after all that time.
And lets face it, I get to play princess in all the lovely dresses I make for eight whole days in the year and be out all night with my friends.

Last year I promised myself it would be the last year I’d attend out of tradition. I made a promise I wouldn’t go back until I ached to go there and ached to make clothes I’d be proud of, which is of course the reason I’m not there right now as the Medieval Week’s opening celebrations are about to commence in the lovely Visby of Gotland.

My parents and my older sister are at The Medieval Week as we speak. I don’t know what pisses me off more; that I recommended it to them or that I’m stuck guarding the house. I have a variety of issues with being on my own and would normally just sit on my wide ass when I’ve dealt with my chores but whenever I’m alone in the house I can’t seem to sit still for more than a minute at a time. I can’t even take the time to sit down to eat. I see all the worst scenarios flash before my eyes and imagine the oncoming catastrophe.
It usually goes well.

Also, I want to cut my hair.

Monday, 23 July 2012

The Hutt (kind of) Recommends: Ender's Game

I just recently started reading more scifi than fantasy much thanks to “A Guide to Navigating NPR’s Top 100 Science Fiction and Fantasy Books” and yet another list called “100 Best Sci-Fi Books”. (I read Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451 two weeks ago and suddenly know what all the fuss was about when he died back in June this year. He did some excellent work. I will read more of his books once I can wrap my stubby fingers around them.)
But now:
   In 1985 Orson Scott Card had his scifi novel Ender’s Game published based on his short story from 1977 (but really nursed at the back of his mind as early as 1967) and by now it’s become kind of legendary. I started reading it about a week ago only to find out that the movie’s released in theatres next year. Sadly, I doubt that even the scifi-savvy Harrison Ford can do justice to a book this amazing. Basically, I believe it’s still too surreal and complicated to adapt from book (and comics) to film. I say this only having read the first book of the Ender Wiggin series.

   In a distant future when humans have expanded their habitat further out into the galaxy and even beyond that, they are threatened by an insect-like alien they call “buggers”. It’s been 70 years since the humans defeated the buggers and drove them back into space but the fear of a future attack still hangs heavy on everyone’s shoulders. To outwit and delete the buggers for all time the humans need good soldiers, and even better commanders, which leads them to recruit the most gifted of Earth’s children for vigorous training in Battle Schools situated in space.
   Andrew ‘Ender’ Wiggin isn’t just gifted; he’s brilliant – perhaps even too brilliant. Nonetheless, he’s chosen for Battle School at the tender age of six. Wihtout having arrived at Battle School the violence and mind-games commence and will only grow worse the further into his education he gets. Little does he know of the plans for him to be human kind's saviour...

   This book has a good story evolving in a fascinating and compelling way. It has many interesting characters and they’re allowed to be ugly and evil (which most of them are). Ender is of course über awesome and the term “kill your darlings” comes to my mind more than once in one reading session. An author is only as good as the flaws it gives its characters. I like Ender’s Game but Ender doesn’t really have flaws bigger than his small stature, sometimes bordering on stupid stubbornness and his young age.
   As a finishing note I think the book is interesting since it mirrors a conflict that’s been officially buried since 1991 when the Wall came down. There’s a lot of talk of the Warsaw Pact and the conflict between the USA and the USSR which was actually what pulled me in to begin with. My interest in both politics and scifi makes this book even better (same goes for Bradbury’s “Fahrenheit 451” and Orwell’s “1984”). But that’s the brilliant thing about scifi isn’t it? It’s supposed to be a kind of commentary on society – what we’re afraid that it’ll become or want it to be.
I wonder what people will read into our stories in 50 years.

P.S. Don't actually buy the book. If I've convinced you about Ender's awesomeness, then download it or buy a second hand copy. Don't see the film at cinemas either. Don't give this man any money. Excellent author, horrific person. Sadly, Orson Scott Card produced the film so he'll be given some of its proceeds. So again, don't allow him any of your money. Thanks.
“What was the point of education, he thought, if people went out afterward and used it?”
 - Terry Pratchett, The Amazing Maurice and His Educated Rodents.

Yes indeed. What if people actually used their brains? Oh horrible thought.

Sunday, 24 June 2012

Over 20 000

And all of a sudden I've had over 20 000 visitors to my blog in the last 2 years. The last 10 000 in the last nine months. During the last three months I've had over 1 500 visitors each month. I'm thrilled but also a little intimidated by the whole thing.
At the same time I know I like it. A lot.
I need your ideas though - to continue writing about the things that interest my visitors I obviously need to know what you're interested in. Go ahead. Surprise me.

Monday, 18 June 2012

There's no place like Home

Oh darlings!

It's good to be back but for some reason I say that with a heavy heart. While New York is an incredible city it wasn't the actual buildings or the billboards or whatnot that remain etched to my brain. It's who you see and meet. In stores, on the street, at the hostel and wherever else we went we met so many wonderful people. They say New Yorkers are an indifferent and heartless bunch but I beg to differ.
All in all, New York was good to me and my pale friend (except her camera broke and she caught a cold). I packed a jacket that I didn't use once. Actually, I never wore anything warmer than jeans and a t-shirt becuase of the amazing weather. More of that another day when I've looked through my camera.

Coming up soon: the thrilling "Riding with the Super Shuttle", "When Lina and Sofia Found Broadway" and "The Hunt For Forbidden Planet". Also coming up is the action-packed "What Nerds Do When Bored" and "Falling For Fragrances". Don't miss out!

Sunday, 17 June 2012

Diablo III - an afterthought

I've played through the game and must admit: I'm disappointed.

Normal difficulty is too easy, the jump in difficulty to Nightmare too big and the game is too short. The four acts were over too soon and having said that I actually mean it in the bad way and not the good way. To clarify: it’s not in the "I can't believe the game is already over because I really wanted to play forever and ever *insert dreamy stare*"-way but more of the "what the fuck do you mean 'end credits'?! WAS THAT IT?!!?"-way.

Let me tell about more of the things I didn't like:
This game is the bastard child that Torchlight and World of Warcraft should never been allowed to have. Personally, I disliked the design of Torchlight and hate WoW so deeply it’s bordering on the obsessed, so it's awful either way.
You can't play it without an internet connection. Not even single player. My connection is unstable at best which makes every fight a possibly lethal one as the game might freeze at any point and unfreeze when my life is so low I can't possibly heal. Trust me, I've been killed by those teeny tiny spider thingies in the second act... Not to mention all the cock-up’s that those overloaded servers have caused constantly since the release.

Diablo himself looks like a mix between the xenomorph queen in Alien and a balrog. I’m not impressed. What was wrong with the old design? Since Diablo III hurls old character names and insider information from the first game at you I thought they'd be more careful about making Diablo closer to what we ran away from like scared babies that first time we ran into him all those years ago. But no. It was not to be. Forget the hulking figure of the first game and throw your hopes of meeting the gigantic demon king of the second game in the bin because it’s not going to happen.

Was there anything to like? Well, yes. Of course.
I love my Collector's Edition box - it's beautiful. I like the music. I like that reading the journals and books you find hidden away all over give you experience and little stories about all kinds of things from myths to the history of Sanctuary. It gives some of the depth and story that I wanted to be included after reading the Diablo Archive.

I enjoy the beauty of the game, the art. Some things look so closely related to Torchlight I couldn’t quite make myself like them but when one looks at the detail that has gone in to suits of armor and in-game movies I almost forgive Blizzard and concludes that it really is a pretty game after all.
Ambience is what dragged me in and made me play Diablo to begin with but I can’t help but feel that ambience is exactly what Diablo III is missing. It’s the kind of game you speedily run through once only to return in order to play with friends or possibly find good loot. I don’t play for loot. It’s a bonus but not my primary target.

Dear Blizzard, either hop it or give me a game that makes me proud to be a Diablo nerd.

Wednesday, 6 June 2012


In about 36 hours I'll be off to New York. I'm so nervous Jell-O's more solid than my legs.
I've been to NYC before and shouldn't be nervous. I'm almost packed.
I will not be sleeping until I'm on that goddamn plane.

Monday, 28 May 2012

Summer paradise

Dear dudes and dudettes, it seems to be summer outside and the winds are warm even up here in Sweden. We sure love the warmth up here! (Oh well, most of us at least.)

While doing the last of schoolwork for the semester I'm trying to consider what this summer will bring - it's the first time since 2004 that I will not attend Sweden's largest medieval festival The Medieval Week on Gotland. It feels a little strange but also it's like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders.

Honestly, I'm relieved. I will not have to spend all of this summer with the anxiety and pressure that comes out of feeling like I have to create new outfits for this Week of Weeks since I always spend it dressed up. Last year I brought one set of clothes that looks like something created on this side of the millennia. Those were the clothes I wore while travelling there and back.
It's fantastic but this year I can do without it. I've also finally found a job that's not in eldercare. Where I live, it's the most common job for those of us without higher education (and those of us with some useless degree in, lets say, the humanities). Almost everyone I know has at some point had a job in nursing or eldercare. Weird, isn't it? "No education? Here, take care of our sick and elderly!" Not for me, not this summer.
It's also strange that I know absolutely nothing about what will happen after my trip to New York at the beginning of June. I usually plan everything. Now, I know nothing.

Wrong. I know one thing. I will enjoy this summer. 
I have to because I've fucking earned it.

Sunday, 27 May 2012

Good on you Mr. Scott

Congratulations to the wonderful Andrew Scott for winning a BAFTA award for Best Supporting Actor tonight for his mindbogglingly good performance as Jim Moriarty on the BBC tv show "Sherlock"! (Wow, long sentence. Sorry.)
To impress you further I can inform you that he beat both Stephen Rea (!) and his "Sherlock" co-actor Martin Freeman to the award.

I've been trying to figure out where this picture is from but have failed quite miserably. On the other hand it's very appropriate for tonight. He's so handsome I could die. It's strange how some people get you gasping for air just by looking at their picture, don't you think?
If you haven't already I think you should take a look at Sherlock. It's a great modern take on Sherlock Holmes and everyone involved is so good it's almost ridiculous. This includes Andrew Scott, Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman but also Mark Gatiss (he and I both tweeted about Eurovision last night, he's brilliant). Gatiss also wrote the script for Sherlock together with Steven Moffat (they're more known as Mofftiss on Tumblr). Moffat is also wellknown for writing some of those emotionally damaging episodes of the revival of Doctor Who.
As of now, there are two seasons of Sherlock (season three to enter production in January 2013) with three episodes in each. Every episode is about 80 minutes long which makes them more like movies than anything else.

Also watch the tv show My Life In Film in which Andrew Scott is just hilarious. He's also a part of the show Blackout with Christopher Eccleston (9th Doctor). Personally, I didn't find the show itself very thrilling but Scott's performance was breathtaking. This man can play anything.

I hate essays

I like sitting in a cramped hall for six hours together with 150 other sweating students with an extremely high level of anxiety issues. Essays make want to jump through a window. Not my window sadly because I'm on the second floor with a barely ten feet drop to the ground. I don't have the discipline for this kind of shit. It involves a lot of sitting by a computer which can tempt me to stray to various internet pages much more interesting than religious ethics. Which of course should be what I'm writing about right now and not this.
I took a year off work because I know myself to be a lazy bastard who'd rather make money than study. Knowledge is beyond awesome but it can't buy me a seat on a plane to New York. I've been working my ass off every summer since I was 16 to save up money for things I enjoy. Like the car I bought. My books. My corsets. My shoes. My movies. My comics. My... stuff.
In order to have a job at all this summer I had to start working two weeks ago to introduce me to my new work assignments. It collides perfectly with the end of semester and exam weeks. So here I am. With three days to go until I have to give them my essay I have two pages and I need nine.
I'm screwed.
But I need to give it a try.
Worst case scenario - I fail the course. Which means that I have to do it again in August. It's not the first time though.
Cheers to that.

Friday, 25 May 2012

Tuesday, 22 May 2012

Det där... eh... "livet".

Terminen börjar lida mot sitt slut och den allra sista slutspurten har påbörjats för de allra flesta universitets- och högskolestudenter i detta vårt avlånga land (alldeles för långt). Så även för mig. Vi har en hemtenta som lämnades ut till oss igår - då jag sprang runt i Borås och skyltade för RFSL Ungdom Borås' konstworkshop som hålls på lördag. Den hemtentan som ska in till skolan nästa onsdag - då jag åker på utbildningskursen i Stockholm för jobbet. Däremellan har jag jobb och sagda konstworkshop. Och styrelsemöte. Och en teaterföreställning jag lovat att jag ska gå på.
Det är knappt att jag känner att jag hinner med att fira Towel Day på fredag. Eller ja, fira och fira, jag kommer att sitta med min handduk och studera skallen av mig någonstans. Om vädret tillåter det så blir det troligen utomhus med min skräp-laptop som det varken går att spela eller surfa på (no distractions). Med en öl i näven i brist på Pan-Galactic Gargle Blasters. Jag har hört att det finns en bartender i Norrköping som vet hur en bra Gargle Blaster görs. Någon som känner sig manad att slå följe med mig dit nästa år? (Och betala påföljande sjukhusräkning?)

Har äntligen fått tag i ett sommarjobb som inte har något alls att göra med vård och omsorg. Snarare tvärtom. Jag jobbar numera på Systembolaget. Det känns häftigt på något vis att äntligen tagit sig ut ur vård-träsket. Samtidigt är det frustrerande att vara ny på en arbetsplats igen och behöva lära om alla rutiner, jargonger och framför allt utbud. Jag vet inte hur många gånger varje dag jag måste förklara att jag är nyanställd och faktiskt inte kan så väldans mycket om vin. Eller öl. Eller sprit. Eller alkohol i allmänhet. Inte så att jag inte vill lära mig för det vill jag men det går aldrig tillräckligt fort i mina ögon. Nu kan jag nästan kassan helt.

Men jag har fortfarande inget socialt liv att tala om. Jag hinner inte ens spela mitt svindyra nya spel.
Och Sverige är ett alldeles på tok för långsmalt land när två personer bor i varsin ände av landet.

Sunday, 20 May 2012

D3 - Error 33

Haha, the list of problems with Diablo III is endless it seems. Servers have been down most part of the day for maintenance and the level of rage on Battle.net is infinite. Mostly because there's no intel whatsoever about when the servers might be up and running again.
I didn't give that huge pile of money to Blizzard to be stuck with an "Error 33" and just like some have pointed out on Battle.net: if single player had been available offline this wouldn't have been an issue. Lots of people don't like playing with others (I'm one of them) which means that playing online is completely useless for most of us. Blizzard needs to attend to this. They need additional servers for their millions of gamers before there's an assassionation.
I want to play my game.
I tried logging on at about 2:30PM and got an "Error 33". 7:40PM I could finally play again. The problem seems to be solved for now. We'll see what this week brings...

Thursday, 17 May 2012

D3 - installation trouble

Apparently, there are a lot of people experiencing trouble with the installation of Diablo III. I've heard accounts of the installation taking somewhere between 15 minutes to 4 hours. My installation has been going on for 45 minutes with a tenth of the game installed. In other words, my installation will be over 3 hours but it might actually work. Emphasis on might.
Now, if you excuse me, I'm gonna cancel my installation again because I need to go and will not leave the installation running while I'm gone. Hating this.

D3 - delivered

After much wait I finally received this precious gem and of course wanted to install it and enthusiastically slay as many monsters as I could in as little time as possible whilst staring at all the wonderful detail and amazing scenery. I’ve been longing to see what magic they’ve been creating this time and so I started installing. 1½ hour later roughly 14% had been installed. I abandoned the idea and tried again the following day with the same result.
As we speak I’m making another attempt at installing my, kind of very expensive, game. It’s been 30 minutes and 7% have been installed.
What am I doing wrong?
Does anyone else have this problem?
Why does this happen to me?
Murphy's Law strikes again.

Thursday, 10 May 2012

The Shoes of the Fandoms

Shoes finally finished. Here's the result:

Fandoms on Right shoe (scifi):
Doctor Who
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Star Trek
Star Wars
Fandoms on Left shoe (other):
Lord of the Rings
Harry Potter
+ a Douglas Adams-quote on tea

Wednesday, 9 May 2012

"Hello, my friend. Stay a while and listen."

It feels like I should say a word or two about Diablo III and the fact that the game will finally be released from the shackles in which it has been kept for so long, deep in the dungeons of Blizzard Entertainment. May 15th is the big date and I’ve already pre-ordered the Collector’s Edition which has apparently sold out in the web shop I ordered from. It worries me that I can’t see the product in store any longer. It doesn’t feel right. It says in the confirmation email that’s it’s a little over 6lb heavy which made me squee like crazy. It’ll be so pretty I could die.

My relationship with Diablo started in 2001 when I borrowed the first game from a classmate (read: extorted from her) and it’s been a lasting love. I recently dusted off that first game and took my time to enjoy all that nostalgia that welled up from deep inside at every quest. My favourite is still on the 14th level where you run into the Blood Knight Lachdanan who wants nothing more than rest in peace. Find him the Golden Elixir and you’ll receive the Veil of Steel. The Halls of the Blind is another favourite.
"I can see what you see not.
Vision milky then eyes rot.
When you turn they will be gone,
Whispering their hidden song.
Then you see what cannot be,
Shadows move where light should be.
Out of darkness, out of mind,
Cast down into the Halls of the Blind."
Even though Diablo II’s aspirations were larger and the story was deepened and I bought the Diablo Archive (four Diablo novels in one) it hasn’t left the same kind of impression. As much as I wanted to try all the different classes I got tired of it too fast. Since then, I’ve waited for Diablo III and I’ve wasted my time with Titan Quest: Immortal Throne in the meantime. It’s a substitute as good as any.

But I don’t need a substitute anymore.
I can get the real thing.
Soon, precious, soon.

Wednesday, 2 May 2012

Back to the Big Apple

In a little more than a month I'll be going back to New York City. Last time I didn't at all get my quota of nerdiness so I'll have to make sure to make the best of it this time.
Do I have a better reason than "I wanna" to go? Why, yes. Let me tell you...
It's been a decade since one of my closest friends and I got to know each other. We soon realized that we were like two peas in a pod. Great minds think alike and all that. Suffice it to say that we hit it off and now, ten years later, we're still friends despite some rough spots along the way and huge differences in personalities. So we decided to celebrate with a trip to the USA... At first, it was supposed to be Comic-Con but that didn’t work out. We didn't get any tickets. Lucky thing we had a back-up plan.
New York City - you beautiful bitch. I need to see you in all your splendour without a f-ing volcano ruining my cool. Last time I went to NYC was April 2010 - right when the volcanic eruption on Iceland grounded all air travel in most of Europe. I was lucky who got home.
The only thing I’m bitter about with this trip is that we’re leaving the city when New York Pride begins *insert irritated face here*. But, oh well.
Since the number of visitors to this blog has gone up considerably in the last months I’m asking all of You: what are the nerdiest things one can do in New York between the dates 8th to 16th of June? Or not so nerdy things too for that matter, I’m open to suggestions. Anything to do with comics (Marvel, DC, Darkhorse), books (Harry Potter, LotR, GoT and other) and scifi (Star Wars, Star Trek) is good.

I efterdyningarna av This Means War

Jag finner mig själv vara heligt förbannad över filmen This Means War med Reese Witherspoon, Tom Hardy och Chris Pine. Den i stort sett enda anledningen till att jag såg filmen är för att Tom Hardy är en galet bra skådespelare (kolla Bronson, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, RocknRolla och Inception) och båda killarna är himmelskt snygga men inte ens det kunde rädda en film med ett så fruktansvärt slut.
Jag är djupt fascinerad av snabba bromance-dialoger vilket This Means War bjöd på till en början men ju längre de två vännerna Tuck (Hardy) och FDR's (Pine) kamp om Lauren (Witherspoon) gick desto mer korkat blev det. Jag njöt till fullo av de första 45-50 minuterna när skämten haglade tätt tillsammans med lite action. Sedan började det hela ta en annan vändning. Action-handlingen med tillhörande häftiga spion-moves fick inta baksätet när Tuck och FDR mer och mer inriktade sig på att vinna Laurens gunst. Hade jag slutat titta 25-30 minuter ifrån slutet så hade jag inte varit så förbannad, men curiosity killed the cat som de säger och här är jag. Sanningen att säga så ansåg jag att det enda logiska beslutet för Lauren var att dumpa båda killarna. Eller välja Tuck. Hon gjorde ingetdera.
Jag är bitter.
Fiktiva karaktärer förstör mitt liv.

Monday, 30 April 2012

Beautiful women

I have a confession to make. 
Liv Tyler has been my big lady crush for the last decade (since The Fellowship of the Ring) and it’s not wearing off one little bit. There are still tears of joy in my eyes every time I find new beautiful pictures of her somewhere for some new ad campaign she's running. You can always trust her to associate her name with quality labels. She’s beautiful in the way that makes me want to worship the ground she walks on. Or carry out some not so thought through thievery (reminds me of that trip to Poland when I pocketed decorative pictures of Liv in a perfume boutique...).
Oh, and she's had a shaved head too and really rocked that look.

Sunday, 29 April 2012

Oh, the Day...

Oh dear... 
Felicia Day's in the seventh (and last) season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer as a "potential Slayer". I've seen her everwhere lately - it's weird, but I guess it's only because I recognize her now that I notice her. Which is also weird. Because she's hot. Seriously. Oh, nerd chicks. So underrated.
On a not completely unrelated note; the shoes are coming along nicely. I haven't recieved any of the coloured textile pens I ordered yet, which means that so far the shoes are only black on white. As soon as the colours arrive the TARDIS will finally be turned blue.

Saturday, 28 April 2012

Moustaches and shoes

White sneakers bought. Textile pens bought.
I might be mimicking a shitload of others by doing this, including a bunch of my friends, but at least I'll have a pair of unique shoes at the end.
It might get epic. Might. I'm not that good, mind you. I'll have fun. It's worth it.

Here, have some Sherlock Holmes laughing evilly in a moustache. You're welcome.

What the actual f...?

I think I just had a geek overload. I was enjoying the last episode of Supernatural (s07e20) and then there was Felicia Day. My mouth is hanging open... I can't even... I think I died a bit. It's too good.
Sam's such a geek. A total Potterhead.
Why do they do these things to me?

Thursday, 26 April 2012

That somebody we used to know

Some songs just appeal to me and even though Gotye's Somebody That I Used To Know (feat. Kimbra) has been playing on the radio non stop the last months I'm still not tired of it. This video with Walk Off The Earth's cover of the song circled around Facebook for months (I was dead sick of it) and while I thought it was great (to begin with) it lacked that certain something. I can still watch the video over and over just to stare at the dude to the right. He performs like a baws. It led me to find the original song and it was a total eargasm. It gives me chills. I had a short period of only listening to Hearts a Mess (from album Like Drawing Blood from 2006) last year so I was happy that there was new material. My latest obsession is Pentatonix's acapella version. Also total eargasm. On repeat right now. OMFG. Again! Encore!

Wednesday, 25 April 2012

873 reasons to dislike big boobs

All due respect to giant boobs but speaking as someone who hasn’t been able to buy a bra in any of the mainstream stores in the last 4 years I’m sick and tired of paying through the nose in order to get something that actually fits and doesn’t make my back go “ouch”.
I bought two spanking new bras today and realized I've gone down a cup size (victory dance, anyone?). 873 SEK ($130) later I had bagged my loot and gone out of the store while crying tears of blood.  It hurts my wallet but relieves my back.
I’m feeling more than a little miffed.
Just so you know.

Tear me apart

Så var det alltså dags att vara lite nervös igen. En anställningsintervju i förra veckan som gick förvånansvärt bra om en ska döma efter omständigheterna där det mer liknade ett korsförhör utfört av 6 personer än en intervju. Jag trodde att inkvisitionen var över för länge sen. Men så är det dags igen idag och min hjärna är inte riktigt med mig. Den är mer inriktad på hur gott med är med Carlshamns Mejeris havredryck med chokladsmak. Som alltid så är den stora frågan vad det är de vill ha ut av mig för att det ska sluta i att de anställer mig.
Sen blir det RFSL Borås Ungdomscafé. Där jag inte väntar mig någon större uppslutning som vanligt. Hopplösheten infaller. Gratis fika någon? Wii och diverse andra spel? Mitt eminenta sällskap? Kom igen nu!
Ja, just det. Studier var det ju också. Någon som kan ge mig en time-turner? Where's that know-it-all Hermione Granger when you need her.

Also, I'm celebrating a new visitor record on the blog: over 1500 unique visitors so far this month alone. Woop woop! Awesome.

Monday, 23 April 2012

Put what you don't like in the cupboard

I got to admit I'm with the Doctor on this one.
Hitler's in there together with my schoolwork and everything else I don't want to know exists.

Friday, 20 April 2012

Horrible thought

Worst alternate Universe ever: 
The Land of Perpetual Wednesdays.
As much as I dislike Mondays, Wednesdays are worse. They're right there in the middle of everything. Eugh. Thursdays are weird too - never quite could get the grasp on Thursdays.
Tuesdays aren't that good either. But at least on Tuesdays there's Pig 'n a Poke.
Fridays... That's today.
I'm in the middle of the fifth season of Buffy.

Thursday, 19 April 2012

Playing with words

Since I don't really have that much to write about I'll share with you what I've been laughing at for the last two weeks. There's this meme I find very amusing...

...so I reblogged every one of those bastards I could find on Tumblr. Word humour. I'm still laughing. Oh, Bad Joke Eel, how I love you.

Monday, 16 April 2012


Did the exam - check. Can't say if I did well or not.
Went to Stockholm over the weekend - check. It was snowing which sucked, but I met up with a friend for lunch one of the two days which was awesome.
New course today - check. Theology, lousy teacher.
Behind on my reading - check. *sighs* It's been ONE day!
Job interview today - check. Might have screwed that up but we'll see.

I don't like mondays - CHECK.

Thursday, 12 April 2012

So many ideas - so little time

The truth is that I don't want to study. I really don't want to. I keep getting these new and seemingly exciting ideas for stories and clothes but as soon as I'm about to open a document to write them down or bring out some paper to quickly make a sketch I realize anew that I have an exam tomorrow that should be taking up all my time.
I hate not having an extra 15 hours every day to catch up on sleep.

Monday, 9 April 2012

Pimping the skin you're in - part IV

I told you I was going to post a picture as soon as the colours had been enhanced so I decided to do this before - after thing. Please excuse my pale leg. It's winter.

Before - small clover I had made in Belfast. Meh.
After - aces with the number 42 on them. Not bad.

42 - the Answer to the Question about Life, the Universe and Everything.

The Hutt's Little School of Movie Genres: Drama

Oh, the Drama!

This is where emotions and stuff like serious character development become very important to the genre – all those things that all humans have in common. What we should always keep at the back of our brains is the word “realistic” because the drama genre is there for us to be able to identify with characters and situations.
Drama can handle a range of different subjects including social problems, racial or generational conflicts and mental illness as well as politics, sports, history and media-related issues... just about anything involving one or several human beings basically.

As we noticed previously in the comedy genre we’ll find that drama is in fact a HUGE genre of movies in different varieties and quality so I’d rather say too little than too much about the genre. It’s a mix and match and most other genres are in fact more drama than anything else. The lines between genres are never fixed. The fact is that most movies nominated for an Academy Award are dramas of one kind or another.

Julia Roberts and Richard Gere seem to be very fond of acting within the genre while Sofia Coppola and Lasse Hallström like directing their contributions to it. Helena Bonham-Carter, Juliette Binoche, Jean Reno and Kenneth Branagh are to me some more excellent actors of the dramas. I also recommend Krzysztof Kieslowski and Luc Besson’s movies and plenty of other French and definitely British cinema if one’s curious about the genre.

Movies I’d recommend:
Crash, A Room with a View (1985), Dead Poets’ Society, Raise the Red Lantern, Heavenly Creatures, A Beautiful Mind, To Kill A Mockingbird, Black Snake Moan, Chocolat, Romeo + Juliet, Gilbert Grape, Good Will Hunting, Seven Pounds, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Prayers for Bobby, Garden State, Rashomon, JFK, Sunset Boulevard (1950), Schindler’s List, The Cider House Rules, Boys Don’t Cry, Kramer vs. Kramer, The Virgin Suicides, Le Grand Bleu.

Thursday, 5 April 2012


Nerds will rule the Universe. You'll see. What ticks me off is that I was a nerd before it got cool. And that wasn't comfortable. Which makes this song have even a greater value to me. Wannabe nerds kind of gets on my nerves...

Thursday, 29 March 2012

Boycott Bay - he'll ruin TMNT

I have to admit, somewhat involuntarily, I hardly knew what Transformers were before the movies came out and I didn't become a fan after the movies either (at first because of Megan Fox and then because of poor story) but I know several hardcore nerds that were quite disappointed with Michael Bay's interpretation of the franchise. The artist JollyJack (or Phillip M Jackson or collectedcurious on YouTube) seems to have been one of the most furious of the bunch. He has now grown tired of Michael Bay's violation to everything Transformers (even though the franchise did experience a boost from the movies no doubt) and wants to prevent future abuse to the next franchise Bay's about to slaughter - TMNT.
He's angry. So he made a video. I think he's hilarious. So I share it. And that's it.


Monday, 26 March 2012

Friday, 23 March 2012


Not a whole lot of things going on here is there? I’ll rage and rant one day and for the next week there’s nothing but radio silence.
I can tell you that I have a The Hutt’s Little School of Movie Genres coming along nicely but it’ll take me a few more days. It’s been too long. Instead there's been a big bag of nasty schoolwork in the way of anything that's the least bit amusing. Eugh.

Friday, 16 March 2012

The lovely Kirsten Vangsness

On the bright side I just figured out that the lovely Kirsten Vangsness (the gorgeous computer geek in Criminal Minds) is lesbian which makes her even more awesome than I thought anyone could ever be. She’s my hero now.

Am honestly considering constructing some sort of shrine to her honour.

Haters make me go librarian-poo

I’m sorry for my absence but there’s been… stuff. OK, I admit. I really don’t have any excuses to line up for You and I really don’t have to. I’m angry with the world.

 - My life is going nowhere fast.
 - I think I’m definitely slipping in school.
 - My back is still killing me.
 - And the latest topic with the Swedes on Facebook is hairy armpits. No joke. A woman was caught on screen a week ago in the audience of the biggest and most popular music competition of our country with unshaved armpits. A young man thought that this seemed like an excellent time to troll this woman and tell Facebook what a disgusting human being she was for not shaving off that hair. The whole thing spiralled out of control so he removed the picture but by then about 2000 people had already “liked” the post in which he explained to everyone about how revolted he was by her. OK, we get it. He doesn’t like women with hairy armpits. But you don’t see me walking over to him and beating his fucking face in with a baseball bat because I find him revolting. You don’t even see me writing it on Facebook. Why? It’s not my place to do so. Just like it’s not his place to tell anyone what to do with their own bodies. He’s not even fit to be on the same planet as women. Two days later I read in a newspaper about how a guy thinks Swedish women are boring since they only wear black. What business is that of his? Why do certain men make it their mission to make women feel like shit however much we try? One of men’s privileges in life is to look at us women because we’re beautiful, every motherfucking one of us, and men don’t dictate what we wear or don’t wear or what we shave or don’t shave. Every one of those choices are ours and ours alone.
The internet’s anonymous ways of trolling are truly getting on my tits.

Oh, yeah. For all you people out there who doesn't read the Discworld series: "Librarian-poo" means "apeshit". Because the librarian is an ape.

Friday, 9 March 2012

Stories told in gifs

A friend om mine asked me to write her a few short stories for her birthday since she likes them and I'm a poor little student who can't really think of anything else to give her. Poor in the brain department as well I guess.

At first I was like:

And couldn't really think of what to write.
But then I was like:

Now I've got 3½ short stories for her.
And I know she'll be like:

And then when she was done I was like:

Monday, 5 March 2012

Män i högklackat

Alltså... det här med könsspecifikt mode. Mr. Spookshow tänjer gränserna. Personligen tycker jag att han är helt fantastisk. Och hans skor är ännu bättre.
I advocate fashion freedom.

Sunday, 4 March 2012

Never Mind The Buzzcocks - Doctor style

Hosted by David Tennant (10th Doctor) for the Doctor Who Special:

I've got a question for Catherine Tate though; how can someone be on Doctor Who for 17 episodes as a companion to the Doctor and still not know anything about the show? I find that truly odd.

Hosted by John Barrowman (Captain Jack Harkness):

That John Barrowman really makes me laugh. And look! There's Noel Fielding's hair again as we might remember being one of the main characters from The Mighty Boosh.


It’s ridiculous. It’s absolutely ridiculous. But also, like small orgasms for the ears.
Benedict Cumberbatch and Tom Hiddleston, two men with very unique voices.
One man did a voice over for some Jaguar ads (that I keep listening to because of, correct, that voice!) and will be the voice of Smaug when the day comes for the second Hobbit movie. The other man doesn’t really talk, does he? He purrs! Makes me happy I’m a cat person to tell you the truth. Makes the experince all the more pleasant.
Feel the bromance!

Haven't seen War Horse yet but think I will pretty soon. Pretty soon.

Saturday, 3 March 2012

Not for me

At least I tried, right? As it turns out there will be no San Diego Comic-Con for me this year. Another year perhaps. All tickets sold out in two hours and since there was a problem with the link I was supposed to follow to get my badges I ended up so far back in line that I got nothing. A big nothing. But hey, like I said; at least I tried. I’m not bitter.

Thursday, 1 March 2012

Going away

I wish I had the time to get lost in books again. What I have now is one exam on Monday and another a week later. I’m less than thrilled. Ready for a break-down any moment now.
My back is killing me.
And I’m deep in love with the 10th Doctor. Suit and sneakers. Sideburns and reading glasses. He’s my man alright. I’ve got a plan for when the TARDIS comes for me. But only if the 10th Doctor is driving.

Monday, 27 February 2012

Friday, 24 February 2012

Bokrea 2012

Det blev inte mycket shoppat på årets bokrea. Kan hända är jag lite för petig eftersom jag helst inte köper böcker på svenska. Det kan bli så att jag tar mig en runda till i någon annan bokhandel men just för tillfället känner jag mig nöjd. Yes, indeed. Lite Charlaine Harris och en uppdaterad "1001 filmer du måste se innan du dör".
En annan möjlighet är att jag inte riktigt känner för bokshopping när jag möjligen blir moster i natt. Jag inväntar samtalet.

Sunday, 19 February 2012

It's been a crazy week!

Monday – my week started off quite boring with school and... commuting.

Tuesday – it was Singles Awareness Day and I had lectures all day and spent all night with Doctor Who and Black Books. Bernard Black, my man, lets spend our time together with drinking wine and judging people while drowning them in sharp sarcasm.

Wednesday – I spent most of my day with my books and then shared ridiculous amounts of coffee with some friends at our district’s LGBT Youth Café. (“It’s cheaper than a movie and there’s free coffee.” - Marla Singer, Fight Club) We also have cupcakes, biscuits and other delicious thingies one can eat. Omnom.

Thursday - my new tattoo covers the old one I got in Belfast and includes the legendary answer to The Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe and Everything no less than four times. Not too sure I will hand out a picture of it before it’s healed up. All you need to know is that it's bigger and better.

Friday – I buried myself in books to catch up on my reading for school and then headed off north with my two companions to hold some diversity training workshops focusing on LGBT issues. Despite that it was my first time it went well I think. More of that next week!

Saturday – I don’t know when parking one’s car in a ditch turned into a good idea but apparently I found it immensely amusing to do so. No worries, I didn't get hurt, my passenger didn't get hurt and my car didn't get hurt. We're alright. Snow is never just snow for too long around here so sliding off the road because of slush and being appointed president of my local LGBT Youth Federation was Saturday’s chores.

Sunday – all that remained for me to do was to change my hair colour. So I did. It’s now some shade of brownish copper... or was it mahogany brown? Either way, it’s a bit different but not too much. So far, so good. We’ll see how I feel about all this in the morning.

And I really hope that next week is a bit less eventful. There’s two weeks left until my first exam for this semester and the mere thought of sitting down for six hours just to spew out everything I’ve learnt since the middle of January is daunting.
But I'm longing for the weekend following that momentous exam because that’s when I get to meet the babes I went to university with a few years back. I miss them all like crazy and I’m super-excited to see them again. 

Knock, knock.

"Knock , knock!"
"Who's there?"
"The Doctor."
"Doctor Who?"

It’s official – I’m a Whovian. Doctor Who is the new fandom to add to all the others (it's getting a bit crowded, isn't it?).
It’s the playfulness of the show that I enjoy the most. One never encounters that doomsday sensation like in most scifi shows. And then there’s the Doctor, oh the Doctor! At the moment I'm enjoying David Tennant's tenth doctor. There's something strangely arousing with a handsome man who matches a suit with Converse sneakers.

Saturday, 18 February 2012


Eller ja. Kanske inte riktigt.
Jag är nu ordförande för RFSL Ungdom Borås och det känns så fantastiskt! Jag är så lycklig att jag fortfarande känner för att skutta och skratta högt. Samtidigt är jag så oerhört tacksam för att jag över huvud taget blev tillfrågad. Wonderful people are wonderful. 
Tillsammans kan vi göra massor av fina saker och det kommer vi att göra.

Friday, 17 February 2012

Hardcore comic book nerds

I f*ing love them. This rant is in one word: "amazing".

Oh and btw; how many of the actors can You recognize?
(And how much do we dislike DC now? I was completely convinced that Superman was a total douchebag but not exactly how much of one until I watched this)

Thursday, 16 February 2012


Song on my mind right now: "I've got a brand new tattoo...".
Just like last time I was a total wuss and almost fainted a few minutes in. Other than that it was an awesome 1,5 hours. My leg's a bit swollen now. I'll post a picture when it's all calm and nice again.

THERE ARE FEW WORDS adequate enough to thank the ever so scrumptious Lucy. Baby, never change. Thank you for keeping me company today.

Mr. Ackles the singer

I'm so terribly sorry for bothering you all with this but my ovaries just imploded.
Just skip to 2:00 and listen.

Tuesday, 14 February 2012

Happy S.A.D. everyone!

Valentine's Day is that sort of fabricated holiday that makes me really furious (what holiday isn’t fabricated though?). It doesn’t have all that much to do with me being single because Valentine’s made me sick when even back when I was together with someone. It’s the whole idea of commercializing love and putting a value on it. Love is an all around the year thing and is not to be bought. Making it pink doesn’t make it any better - as if pink wasn’t horrible to begin with.
Valentine’s Day began being celebrated in the 13th century but was actually established at the end of the 5th century and by the Middle Ages it became fashionable. It wasn’t until the 19th century that we began giving each other cards. By now it’s more about chocolates, dinners, flowers, teddy bears and all sorts of things – the pricier the stuff the better it would seem. Call me a stick in the mud if you will, but I think that’s bullshit. When did handwritten cards or letters that actually means something go out of fashion? I don’t want a card that’s been given to hundreds of other people! That’s not love. That’s laziness and a huge lack of imagination.
Now that I’m single Valentine’s makes me more than a little bit bitter. I do realize that I’m like hundreds of thousands of other singles out there with all this pent up anger dribbling out bit by bit in a blog post that only a selected few will have the energy to get through but I can’t help it. I’m not even going to try and stop myself. I can’t stand all the hypocrisy surrounding the concept of love. But mostly, I'm bitter because there's no reason to feel bad about being single. Being one half of a couple does not mean you're complete.
I am not a cynic.

Happy Singles Awareness Day!