-well somwhere around 14.30 or so it started to go wrong.
I was supposed to met my coming landlady and give her the deposit money, but she had to push it, to next week, she is a very sweet girl so i trust her all will be ok with the contract so no worries. I beliave in the good of people. But looking back i think it was here it all went wrong.
OK. some background info that is needed: When coming over to copenhagen today i brought the Laptop with me i took home last, since someone ( read Mr PB :-) ) needed to empty it from things before i reinstall everything, i also brought along my 3G, incase all the internet wires where taken, meaning if Mr KA would come in.
OK. When leaving i realised already when Mr PB locked the door that i forgot the computer but no big deal, i can coupe for now with the one i have at home. So Keep it and empty it.
In the taxi i go.....On the train i go.....Over the bridge i go.
And there ..boooom... it strikes me, that my 3G is in the laptop bag!! If i dont have that i will not have internet and thats impossible, really, no joke but it is impossible.
Rush of the train at Svågertorp (witch is sweden) and see on the board there is another one leaving for copenhagen in just a few minutes, am quite far away from that train and dont have a ticket but take a chans, am stubborn, you all know that. And as a side note info i can say: it takes 2 hrs single way from Copenhagen and to my home.
I am 3 meters from the doors when they close them and off that train went- without me.
OK. Next one leaves in 30 minutes so i guess i need to take the stairs back up and get a ticket.
OK. Then i realise that one of my heels ( i rarley, seriously very rarley wear shoes with heels but did today bhaaaaaaaaaaaaa) are broken, lol, so i cant walk with one shoe with heel and one wiothout thats just too plain stupid, even for me.
OK. i take them off, and walk barefot. Let people stir i dont give a rats shit about that, the key is to walk like you are a billionare with a private Jet and that you choose to go barefot.. Why? Because you can!
And am yet not irritated, thats amazing.
OK. got my ticket and get back to train.
Also get hold of Mr best PA who says i can drop by him in a taxi and get keys, go and get the thinghy and come back.
OK. SUPER!
After a while he text me saying he went there and got it for me (bless him) so i just can fetch it at his place. Really a time saver.
OK. now am at copenhagen main station- again- and its a bit more people then in svågertorp for sure and not so easy to look down to not step in glas or other things so I rush into a shop there to buy a pair of sandals. They got this extremley ugly ecco or school or WTF they called, never mind, i dont care, i can wear them at home. OMFG.. its like 14 people before me in the que! I dont have petinet for this.
OK. Ignore shoes for now.
Get a taxi, and of to Mr PA to get my thinghy. no traffic so actually there quick and easy, get my thinghy and back to trainstation - again- and also thinking ok NOW i sort the shoes out, because even if i can walk like a queen pretending i got the most expensive shoes in the world on just that its only me who can see them, its fecking hell not very comfortable!
OK. Finally there, and i see a train is leaving to home in 4 min, and there is still que in that shop, and if i miss this train i have to wait an houer. Easy chooise. Insta Ignore shoes. Tess is home and i havent been able to reach Emma who take care of her today because my phone when i open the slide, turns black, and when i take the slide back it works, BUT i can then not reach the buttoms, FFS!! going mental soon
But still not irritated, amazing.
OK. so i say what can i do in 4 min to make this situation a bit better, you know, positive thinking. I pass another shop on my way to the train, pop in there, take a beer, pass the whole long que, throw a 50 note on the desk and -say keep the change. lol, littel funny cos i dont have any shoes and the person behind the desk really looked up and down at me, so well.. people without shoes maýbe dont really tip but hey hoe, i got shoes, its just that people cant see them!
You tired yet? Or are you smiling?
Trust me it gets worse, there are still hrs left before i reach my home. Maybe i should continue tomorrow, because i can feel my "morfin" pain tabletts are kicking in now, - yes - my evening ended on hospital!
I really really really dont know why everything happens to me.
And Mr PB texted me saying, if all this happen to him he explode, i texted back (this was before my phone fucked up) saying- naee this is just another day in anna panna life!
OK. Finally i sit on the train, and now am travelling on the ordinary ticket from this morning, and i always buy buisness class since else one are not guaranteed a seat and its very full in morning of screaming students on their way to school talking in their mobile phones about he said that, i said that and then she said that, bhaaaa. It cost me 40 kr more each way so as far as i am concerned it could cost anything i still would think its well spend money. So am sitting there, in buissness class togheter with Mr tie 1 and 2 and Mrs "nose stucked in the air" and Mr " very young IT brainer", i got no shoes, am all sweaty and i have a can of Carlsberg in my hand, lol. Well i just do what most swedes do coming to or from Denmark, drink beer. So I sit down and say loud and clear- Finally, what a day!
They dont really seem to interested in starting a conversation so ahhh well, lets drink my beer. I now know that it of course would been better with a bottle of water but, well, i wanted a BEER!
OK. And i actually thought about this next incident quite a bit, i mean how many cans you think it was in that store? 200? 400? 600? Next time passing i will take a quick look calculating, i need to know the odds. I get back on that one day - promise.
Anyway, yea yea of course, when opening the can, it fecking explode! BEER all over, not only me, oh nooo, both Mr tie 2 and Mrs "nose stucked in the air" get to share this amazing unforgetable moment with me.
Still am not irritated, but i am actually quite close to tears. And i never wished so strong that i was pisst drunk or had a bag full of drugs! AS much as i hate drug- at this point i would do them!
Mr tie 1 is a older gentleman and i think he sees i had a kind of ruff ending of this day. So he quickley takes the can, throw it away in the bin and reach in his suit and give me a ironed napkin (! who irons napkins, just as stupid as iron underwear IMO). Maybe he is nice doing all this because i have a blue mark on my west that i bought this morning when buying my coffie. They said it was supporting cancer so since i always think its important to give good karma i could not refuse buying, well, two gentlemen on the train this morning, stoped when leaving at their stations saying- thank you for the support. I just said ok, sure np.
I didnt understand what they meant, but when the second person said it and left, i must have looked very confused because a lady, that actually sits in the swedish goveerment, i recoqnised her, and I am not really into politics so little proud (she was on her way to a meeting in copenhagen, she was very nice actually) leans over and says: - its the blue mark.
- Oh yea, i say, i bought it this morning its for cancer. She smiles a very sofisticated smile and says- yes, prostata cancer, you know the kind of cancer men get in their .... and then she moved her eyes up and down. .. ok now i get it, lol. A little funny, but hey hoe i always support a good cause! And this made me talk to her, a very interesting lady!
Ok back to the napkin, sorry i lost focus, its my pain killers.
He give me a napkin and i start to dry my self and the table and the seat, when all this is done I wonder silent, am i supposed to give it back? Are one? i mean, its not a pretty sight this ironed napkin, old makup, beers ect ect...but its a real napkin, with monogram. And even funnier was that HE understood i was thinking this so he whisper- keep it, i got a few more.
Cheers mate! Well i didnt say cheers mate, i just smiled, a SOFISTICATED smile, smeeling beer and without shoes,leaned forward and whispered back- thank you.
do that if you can! HEP HEP!
Am now a proud owner of a napkin with initials MH, so now i cant stop thinking what his name can be! Wacko caco!
OK. I could continue telling you how unbelivable annoying it is that they need to see your ticket 111 times but i wont. And i could tell you about the little Tai man who came lookig for cans in the trash and found the beercan that was not empty and spilled the rest on the floor and starting to curse in tai language, but i wont. Somtimes i curse myself for remembering all this shit and details all the time.
OK. Now am at my home station, and i live only 1 km from station but i seriously cant walk that without shoes, trough town, i mean who knows me in Copenhagen?
- no big deal, but here, noo way, enough that i once forgot i had mickey mouse pyjamas on and sandal shoes, and went to buy pasta 03 a saturday night (after playing poker of course) and in the que full of party people a freind of mine gives me a hug and say: nice trousers honey! lol, i mean didnt even realised i went out in pyjamas and sandals and it was a bit cold too so i had my long winterjacket over so i guess it looked funny.
So i need a taxi.
There are only 2 standing waiting and they get grapped just before me. And i cant phone a taxi due to my phone will not let me type on it without getting black, i seriously need a new phone, its done this before but not this stubborn. And the taxies leave before i can make them awear i need one and let them call one in for me.
Really what is wrong with this day?
So i go into "pressbyrån" its a kiosk thing, and want to ask to borrow a phone. But outside there is a basket, they sell "flip flops", are you with me, you know what am talking of here? THE most awful sandal ever made, i started to hate them when living in africa, since it really was the only thing you could wear in those sandy streets. And besides i never learned to walk proper in them.
But ok, i buy a pair, after all its just 1 km!
And i really really just wanna get home now :-( am not irritated, but iam starting to feel sorry for myself. And dont worry about Tess, Emma texted me saying they just been on a long walk so thats something good.
OK. Here we go. Me and my sparkling blue flipflops, they suit my blue prostata brosch for sure!!! Very SOFISTICATED! One gotta smile.*shaking my head*
I take a short cut trough the library building, and to pass there one need to CONQUER 4 stair steps, and this is sooooooooo close to my home so i can see the balcony door, not more then 50 m or so, just an open litle square and then - safe and home. And yepps.. there i bloody cant do this flipfloppingafrickafuckingsandal shit anymore, i stumble on the stairs, and since also bringing home a very good expensive camera from Copenhagen my thought was to save that one and i fall really bad. I scream "jävla skit f**** h**** k**** and alot more that i will not translate. And now i actually starting to get a litle irritated. I look up and i can even see Tess`s nose since the balcony door are a bit open. THAT is how fecking close i am! She even heared me. Because the nose was not there before the fall. Details MR sherlock- Details (i hate it that i remember so many useless things)
So when falling, i saved the bag with the camera and droped my handbag, and in the handbag was quite a big sum of money for the landlady that i had to bring back and bank didnt have 1000 notes in danish so i have 20 000 danish in 100 notes lol.
The word bloodmoney are now having a new meaning to me, because the money flew out, everywhere and am bleeding, both from my nose and from ... MY one TOE! Well its just to get a grip and collect the money and try to get home and do damage control and rearange the troops- as WE wardedicated heros say! Huhaaa!
I manage. And when opening the door my litle Tess is so so so happy, coming with one of her "pups" in the mouth (you gotta read yesterdays blog to understand that one) and i have to spend a few minutes with her, else she get confused and stressed.
OK. nose is no worries, just ordinary nose blood- i think. Stick some cotton in that one. But the TOE. OMG the whole top of it is.. like.. gone! And its bleeding like crazy, i quickley decide that i cant get this bleeding to stop proper so i need to get to hospital and good knows what bakterias i can have on my FEETS after this day.
And for those of you who it actually has striked: that am making this up and now am about to say: tadaaaa only joking, got ya! Well, sorry but that will not happen.
I wish!
OK. i can still not phone a taxi. Hate my phone very much indeed. TY NOKIA!
I dont really know anyone of my neighbourse exept Emma so i ring her door, she is not home! Well then it has to be spiderman, and i dont call him that due to "hunkiness "or special talents. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.... he breeds spiders!
He is very very pleaseant and always plays with Tess when i meet him and he have invited me several times to come and see his spiders, but i cant, i really really hate spiders and we are not talking SMALL spiders. He also breeds couchrouches to FEED them! He is a very serious with this, got alarm on his door and lock on their "boxes" so am ok living in same house i just dont need to see them. I dont think i even would know he breeds spiders unless one day he was out picking leafs and i thought that was odd, but i stoped and helped him, of course. And after 20 min or so i said
- soooo why are we picking these leafes? He then told me. He also have those "walking sticks" animals. And they eat leafes. Apparentley.
OMG useless knowing.
Anyway, i ring his door, and around my fot i got a big towel wraped and cutton sticking out my nose, am bloody on my cloths and smell like a brewery. He opens and i ask to borrow a phone to call a taxi. He asked me what the hell happen? And i start to explain.. lol.. in one sentecne that are like 500 words long and probebly dont make sence- at all. I think am a bit in chock aswell. He stops me saying, - i drive you. He get his keys and put an arm around me and am close to tears, just because someone cares.
I am lucky, for once, at hospital there is no que at the emergency room so i can see a doctor straight. Spiderman waits for me and follow me into the doctor. And you all know the drill. The nurse comes in first and one have to tell her and then the doctor come and you tell again, like a fecking preconsultation and i cant really do that at this point. so i just say to the nurse, - no offense but pls, i cant stand telling this story twice, feel free to be here when doctor is here if you wanna hear it but noooo am not doing it twice. Nope- not!
She gets my frustration and leave to get the doctor.
He comes in, he is from polen and speak brokenenglishswedishpoloski. See this day cant possible be relived again. What if i wake up tomorrow and same shit happens, like in that movie?
He dont understand a shit from my explenation so after a while spiderman tells the doctor- cant we just fix it? Do you really need all this information? ( lol, it was funny) the doctor says, .- no sorry me help ja.
- ty!
Apparentley it looked worse then it was and its nothing he can do but putting some sticky thing, smells like tyre on it to stop bleeding and then clean it. However he do tell me
- maybe you clean fot everyday, good for you. now- very dirty.
OMG he think i have these dirty feets???
I open my mouth to try to explain that i walked 100000 miles without shoes trough a battlefield of obsticles but spiderman hysch me and says in swedish so the good doctor polanski wont understand,
-DO not get him started to listen, he will never understand this and we stuck here forever - just AGREEE!
OK. i ask doctor polanski for some good pain killers since my fot are aching like hell. He calls the nurse back and tell her to fetch "bfjtdfldfa" dont have a clue what he said, but nurse looks a bit suprised and ask him again, and he says yes that one. WTF is he giving me? She comes with them, only 3 tablets and i tell her- well this wont do me trough the night even, am used to strong pain killers. She says- dear these ones are strong morfine i cant give you more then 3.
We limp home. And woow these tablets are good :-) am definatley not irritated now :-) am actually feel pretty cooooooooool!
I decide to take shower. Its a bit tricky, the good polanski doctor put a big bandage on, so it really look faaaaar worse then it is. Cant be that bad really. Its just a toe. I wrap a plastic bag around it and put a chair in the shower :-) after all am old now lads, i seen oldies have chairs in their shower. All this is done with Tess overlooking eye, she is a bit confused but very supportive, she carry 3 of her "pups" with her in to the bathroom and lay there and wait for me to be ready, constantley making sounds :-) min lille TessBusMus that 100% thinks a bottle of sunlotion is a puppy! Gotta love that, pure love!
Well it went ok.
But i replaced the bandage with a smaller bandage read plaster and put some of that thing on he gave me to stop the bleeding. And i dont feel a shit! Seriously this tablets are sooooooooo goooooooooooooooooooood!
Am now in bed with Tess and the "pups", and she is right now washing the fanta "pup" very carefully :-) such a good mummy! And i really just got one thing left to say:
Mr PB you "mentalmaniadonk"- If you empty the laptop during day i would have brought it home and NONE of this would have happen. You understand?
YOU owe me drinks and please notice the S in the word drinks, and NO BEERS!
Good night!
(omg i might have to become a drug addict, this is AWSOME)
C4Q & Tess and all the cultural pups!
ps 1: i might sleep in a bit tomorrow morning, ok?
ps 2: I think its good am single.
I mean if one come home 6 hrs late and explain this even lets say without the toe thingy, its just sounds too stupid. Like i been cheating in a hotel bar somewhere. So i stay single. There isnt a man born that are crazy enough anyway, So if i want someone to write letters on my back so i fall a sleep, i call an escort company and pay for it. Am soon moving to Denmark. Its legal there. Am serious - give me a number to call- and NOT a sex thing, just a company thing.
I think am high now :-) lol, i will erase this tomorrow!
Wednesday, May 28
Monday, May 26
Cultural "pups" :-)
So time again- Tess thinking she is with pups and she´s not.
Happens like a letter in the post 60 days after her heat and she really gets silly.
Today when i came home she had made a big pile of my double duve in bed, it was all squeesed into one pile and she had hidden her "pups" in there, safe from the outside world, and hey hoe what pups OMG one duck that makes sound, one moose that also makes sound, one green "joker" stars beer, one empty Fanta bottle, one shoe, one bottle of sunlotion :-) well we are very cultural in my little family i`d say!
And it dont matter how many times i put everything back on its place, she just take it back and she makes noice bringing them back to really reincure me that am doing the wrong thing. Very sweet.
Emma, Tess`s mate came and rang ther door, asking if she could take Tess with her out for a walk, it was pouring rain outside and i felt a bit bad from my arthorithis today so i was very happy to let Tess join Emma for an extra walk. But as always i miss my little girl even if it was just an houer, am useless, maybe good i dont have kids, i think i would love them to death. They came back, and Tess ran straight into her pups and the duck that makes sound was UNDER the duve so it was a big strugle before she got that one out :-) and she DID let me know how silly i WAS for laughing. Anyway, when she got back souking wet after the walk we cuddled up in sofa, I wraped her in a flecce blankett to dry up and drank my tea and watched CSI.
Being in this situation thinking everything is her pups she is even more crazy being under the duve, right now typing this she squeezed her self with a lot of noice and strugle under the duve, lol, its just so funny to watch. Then under she cuddle in as a round ball sticking her nose under her legs. And she is so miserable, making funny sounds and clean her "pups" soooo clean :-) the fanta bottle dont have any labels left :-) thats for sure!
The pics are in black and white, i like that! Am trying to put togheter a dog wall of black and white, but old photos that are not digital dont really become good :-( or am not good enough, DAVE i aussieeeeee... need ya!
I took a break from packing and fixing today, my body was aching from the weekends carrying boxes and stuff. Early nigth, turning the TV watching some poker i think.
Be good, be lucky and be happy!
Talk soon
C4Q & Tess
Happens like a letter in the post 60 days after her heat and she really gets silly.
Today when i came home she had made a big pile of my double duve in bed, it was all squeesed into one pile and she had hidden her "pups" in there, safe from the outside world, and hey hoe what pups OMG one duck that makes sound, one moose that also makes sound, one green "joker" stars beer, one empty Fanta bottle, one shoe, one bottle of sunlotion :-) well we are very cultural in my little family i`d say!
And it dont matter how many times i put everything back on its place, she just take it back and she makes noice bringing them back to really reincure me that am doing the wrong thing. Very sweet.
Emma, Tess`s mate came and rang ther door, asking if she could take Tess with her out for a walk, it was pouring rain outside and i felt a bit bad from my arthorithis today so i was very happy to let Tess join Emma for an extra walk. But as always i miss my little girl even if it was just an houer, am useless, maybe good i dont have kids, i think i would love them to death. They came back, and Tess ran straight into her pups and the duck that makes sound was UNDER the duve so it was a big strugle before she got that one out :-) and she DID let me know how silly i WAS for laughing. Anyway, when she got back souking wet after the walk we cuddled up in sofa, I wraped her in a flecce blankett to dry up and drank my tea and watched CSI.
Being in this situation thinking everything is her pups she is even more crazy being under the duve, right now typing this she squeezed her self with a lot of noice and strugle under the duve, lol, its just so funny to watch. Then under she cuddle in as a round ball sticking her nose under her legs. And she is so miserable, making funny sounds and clean her "pups" soooo clean :-) the fanta bottle dont have any labels left :-) thats for sure!
The pics are in black and white, i like that! Am trying to put togheter a dog wall of black and white, but old photos that are not digital dont really become good :-( or am not good enough, DAVE i aussieeeeee... need ya!
I took a break from packing and fixing today, my body was aching from the weekends carrying boxes and stuff. Early nigth, turning the TV watching some poker i think.
Be good, be lucky and be happy!
Talk soon
C4Q & Tess
Friday, May 23
Forgott it was a date! Sorry!
Yea... so it was time.
THE game of the year, for us who love champions leauge that is.
Chelsea-Man U, in Moscow!
I had a friend over from Copenhagen, and am sure HE thought it was a date so ok lets call it that then, but i did tell him sure he can come over but i AM watching the game and thats not possible to change. lol. He wanted to see it to so - great. I thought.
So we went down to my pub, and they just recentley renovated into a sports bar O´Leareys chain so of course this evening was crowded. And the place is divided in red and blue :-)and athmosphear is great and singing is on and everyone trying to sing better and stronger then other side.
Am heading of to the Blue area and also see some mates, THEN my "date" says well am a Man U fan so i cant sit there. OMFG! And i really hate Man U so this is not pretty!
Hmm.. what to do, i tell him that in this situation against Man Hate U am so blue as they come so see you in a few hrs then. He laughed and all good. He seemd to have a good time, i know a few over there in that corner so i told them its a friends of mine ect ect.. so he seemd to be ok so no worries. Odd yea, but in my life things are quite unpredictable. So i had a few beers and had a nice evening, i saw my "date" in the break, where he went out smoking (i hate smoking by the way)
WEll as it happens, the outcome of this game was not the best, i was so so diesepointed since i thought it was quite unfair, Chelsea was the better team, only a few attacs in first half that was better from other side. So when last penalty was kicked and result final i was just so pisst.
SO.. and this isnt pretty, i forgott i came there with someone, lol, so i went home, couldnt stand the scum fans singing glory glory bla bla bla.
But to forgett him was a bit not nice, i know. I didnt realise until a few hrs later when chatting with a blue mate online where we where discussig the game and puking our shit over the scums!! Then it striked me, omg, i left him at the pub lol, Yea i know. Am crap!!
But he just laughed and we decided i do owe him dinner and drinks, so i said i make him swedish "köttbullar" in Frederiksberg when i am settled and he accepted that as a peace offer. Actually a nice guy and i didnt forgett him on purpouse, i was just so truly gutted of the result. If one love fottie one does, and if one are blue then it was a gutted evening!
cheers
A&T
THE game of the year, for us who love champions leauge that is.
Chelsea-Man U, in Moscow!
I had a friend over from Copenhagen, and am sure HE thought it was a date so ok lets call it that then, but i did tell him sure he can come over but i AM watching the game and thats not possible to change. lol. He wanted to see it to so - great. I thought.
So we went down to my pub, and they just recentley renovated into a sports bar O´Leareys chain so of course this evening was crowded. And the place is divided in red and blue :-)and athmosphear is great and singing is on and everyone trying to sing better and stronger then other side.
Am heading of to the Blue area and also see some mates, THEN my "date" says well am a Man U fan so i cant sit there. OMFG! And i really hate Man U so this is not pretty!
Hmm.. what to do, i tell him that in this situation against Man Hate U am so blue as they come so see you in a few hrs then. He laughed and all good. He seemd to have a good time, i know a few over there in that corner so i told them its a friends of mine ect ect.. so he seemd to be ok so no worries. Odd yea, but in my life things are quite unpredictable. So i had a few beers and had a nice evening, i saw my "date" in the break, where he went out smoking (i hate smoking by the way)
WEll as it happens, the outcome of this game was not the best, i was so so diesepointed since i thought it was quite unfair, Chelsea was the better team, only a few attacs in first half that was better from other side. So when last penalty was kicked and result final i was just so pisst.
SO.. and this isnt pretty, i forgott i came there with someone, lol, so i went home, couldnt stand the scum fans singing glory glory bla bla bla.
But to forgett him was a bit not nice, i know. I didnt realise until a few hrs later when chatting with a blue mate online where we where discussig the game and puking our shit over the scums!! Then it striked me, omg, i left him at the pub lol, Yea i know. Am crap!!
But he just laughed and we decided i do owe him dinner and drinks, so i said i make him swedish "köttbullar" in Frederiksberg when i am settled and he accepted that as a peace offer. Actually a nice guy and i didnt forgett him on purpouse, i was just so truly gutted of the result. If one love fottie one does, and if one are blue then it was a gutted evening!
cheers
A&T
Saturday, May 17
Another weird taxi
What is it with me and taxies?
Next one i order is....pure PINK! Totaly pink, never seen that :-)
I get in and say where am going.
And i actually have a map showing how to take me from this adress to that one so i just hand it over straight, one learn!
But he is cool, a man from some other country, didnt get witch one, he is 52 has 5 kids and 3 grand kids! Well they just tell this things i dont know why, i didnt ask this time. He says danish men are rubbish, they just drink beers and relax, Hmmm well.. whats the problem with that? And he goes on and on and on about a lady telling him last week he should come with her home to sleep in bed ( huh? why, why, why is it important for him to tell me this? ) I asked him if he did :-) he said no no am not cheap you know. LOL, what about married with 5 kids? but naeee, cheap was the reason clearly.
I get a text message from Emma saying Tess has been swimming and got dirty so they are now showering in the back yeard, lol, Tess looks like - mum FFS come home soon, in the pic she send! Well so i am busy with that so i dont talk to him and he keeps on and on, i dont answer... and suddly.....Am tossed half way to the front seat and i look up, i see we just missed a biker and then he start to move the car again and a another biker come and just drive straight out and he cant in any possible way avoid hitting her bike.
So, we crashed and absolutley chocking since the woman has litle baby on the back of the bike, big mess! she is yelling like i never heard anyone yelling, and she is saying her arm is hurt, the baby is screaming, mostley because the mother is screaming, Because car wasent near that end of the bike and she never droped the boke, it was stanidng up all the time. People are rushing there and every one are screaming! so it feels like this is a huge thing and that she is really hurt. We are in the middle of big traffic road friday afternoon and i tell him to drive into a smaller road so we dont get hit in the back, i mean after all he was turning thats why he was bumping into her so there is a smaller road.
We park and now the big issue here is not really about the fact that she can be hurt ect ect, noo, how much money she possible can get for her bike, and the bike was really not that damaged, it all sounded a lot worse then it was even though it is of course dramatic. But i dont get it, yes sure, ok one get pisst, but if it was me i would be just very greatful that my baby wasent hurt and just try to get home in one peace and sit down. The woman is furious! The taxi driver handles it well, he tell her to please see a doctor so all is ok, he says this repetley adn offers to drive her to hospital, and he will of course give her money for the damages and he give her all details she possible can need, license number ect ect. And she keeps on yelling. Maybe it was chock. Lets say that to make her a bit better.
But after 40 min or so they agreed.
And i must say, sure it was the drivers fault, as it always bloody seem to be when it comes to bikes and cars, BUT, and especially with a baby on the back, why in this world come so quick over a street and not aswell as the car look around better? I mean, after all i dont think i even would bike around in rush houer with my baby on the back of the bike in a big city.
Ah well...he drop me at right adress so i cant complain.
Next one i order is....pure PINK! Totaly pink, never seen that :-)
I get in and say where am going.
And i actually have a map showing how to take me from this adress to that one so i just hand it over straight, one learn!
But he is cool, a man from some other country, didnt get witch one, he is 52 has 5 kids and 3 grand kids! Well they just tell this things i dont know why, i didnt ask this time. He says danish men are rubbish, they just drink beers and relax, Hmmm well.. whats the problem with that? And he goes on and on and on about a lady telling him last week he should come with her home to sleep in bed ( huh? why, why, why is it important for him to tell me this? ) I asked him if he did :-) he said no no am not cheap you know. LOL, what about married with 5 kids? but naeee, cheap was the reason clearly.
I get a text message from Emma saying Tess has been swimming and got dirty so they are now showering in the back yeard, lol, Tess looks like - mum FFS come home soon, in the pic she send! Well so i am busy with that so i dont talk to him and he keeps on and on, i dont answer... and suddly.....Am tossed half way to the front seat and i look up, i see we just missed a biker and then he start to move the car again and a another biker come and just drive straight out and he cant in any possible way avoid hitting her bike.
So, we crashed and absolutley chocking since the woman has litle baby on the back of the bike, big mess! she is yelling like i never heard anyone yelling, and she is saying her arm is hurt, the baby is screaming, mostley because the mother is screaming, Because car wasent near that end of the bike and she never droped the boke, it was stanidng up all the time. People are rushing there and every one are screaming! so it feels like this is a huge thing and that she is really hurt. We are in the middle of big traffic road friday afternoon and i tell him to drive into a smaller road so we dont get hit in the back, i mean after all he was turning thats why he was bumping into her so there is a smaller road.
We park and now the big issue here is not really about the fact that she can be hurt ect ect, noo, how much money she possible can get for her bike, and the bike was really not that damaged, it all sounded a lot worse then it was even though it is of course dramatic. But i dont get it, yes sure, ok one get pisst, but if it was me i would be just very greatful that my baby wasent hurt and just try to get home in one peace and sit down. The woman is furious! The taxi driver handles it well, he tell her to please see a doctor so all is ok, he says this repetley adn offers to drive her to hospital, and he will of course give her money for the damages and he give her all details she possible can need, license number ect ect. And she keeps on yelling. Maybe it was chock. Lets say that to make her a bit better.
But after 40 min or so they agreed.
And i must say, sure it was the drivers fault, as it always bloody seem to be when it comes to bikes and cars, BUT, and especially with a baby on the back, why in this world come so quick over a street and not aswell as the car look around better? I mean, after all i dont think i even would bike around in rush houer with my baby on the back of the bike in a big city.
Ah well...he drop me at right adress so i cant complain.
Crazy Taxi ride!
Crazy day i had the other day, really!
But for a reason i most likely never will know my days seems to be a bit more wacko then others!!!
Ok i went to see some appartments and already in the taxi odd things started, why do i always get this spookey people!
Driver: allo allo ( danish/englishIndian/pakistanier somethinghy)
Me: hi!
Driver: you name is PanaKol ? (peter did you order it in phanna :-).. else its a bit funny)
Me: hmm jepp speaking!
Driver: you speaking?
Me: Pardon?
Driver: no dont be sorry.
Me: huh?
Driver: you wanna go?
Me: yes yes yes.. to vestergårdsvej 30 B
Driver: where is that, you find way?
Me: ehhh.. no, thats why i order a taxi. to take me from A to B.
Driver: 30 A?
Me: ohh no sorry, i meant from one place to another.
Driver: next place?
Me: no no, please drive me to vestergårdsveh 30 B or just close!
Driver: i dont know. i cannot know. ( omg, but hey hoe am very good at this, so i got maps printed )
Me: ahh no worries i got a map. ( and hand that one over)
Driver: good. Very good, Me not know.
He starts to investigate the map and turn it around and around up and down, and after some time he says:
Driver: Me glases soon. (huh? Soon? OMG can he drive? And if you think this is weird, just be petient, it gets worse,( in NEXT taxi! )
Driver: i thank you bring map, i thank. I see.
Me: dont you have GPS in this car?
Driver: yes yes but not when street closed
huh?, but i learned alot during IPO arangment when the french froggies wrote funny things so i understand he mean, not when too close to the adress :-) am
very good right? ) i know i should have walked but i got late and took a cab, so see, lazines is NOT rewarded, not now, not ever.
Me: ok, you know what, if you drive i tell you where to turn, is that ok?
Driver: ok. i turn.
We start to drive.. all fine.. first right he figured out him self to get out to the big road up to the light
Me: just keep going straight ahead over this junction.
Driver: ok. forward, straight.
And then 4 seconds after he turns leeft in the junction! HUH?
Me: eh... why you turn?
And its amazing am not irritated, but i just think its so weird and funny so i smile.
Driver: cannot turn left over there so i turn left now.
Me: ehh.. over there? ok. so you know the way?
Driver: no no you are the map.
i been many things, once i was even an Egg on a maskerade built to hatch after 00 and up to the hatching time all i said was "pip pip" so noone know who it was, but a map???
Well i keep quiet now, thinking he just taking the piss on me :-) so i guess we reach the destination.
Driver: where in england?
Me: no am from sweden.
Driver: no no, me drive many swedish people they no speak like that.
Me: ok ( and i realise icant explain and he cant understand so take an easy way out) i say: my dad is from england, i lived there to i was 15 :-) ( seriously my dad could not even with a gun to his head say 2 words in english)
Driver; i know i know i know.
Me: yea nice place, England!
Driver. yes yes yes.
OMG... but he did find the place :-) and am there pressing the door bell and a window open just above my head saying : is it Anna?
I look up and there is the most beautiful girl i seen in long time, and i dont get it because trough our email communication i thought it should be a man so i get confused.
Isnt Jamie a mans name? And her email was built in two names, MALE mfirst name... hmm.
Ok... stay tuned the rest is in next blogg. Comming up- two appartments and a taxi ride that ended in a crash... as i said.. i serioussly dont know why!
Hep hep
But for a reason i most likely never will know my days seems to be a bit more wacko then others!!!
Ok i went to see some appartments and already in the taxi odd things started, why do i always get this spookey people!
Driver: allo allo ( danish/englishIndian/pakistanier somethinghy)
Me: hi!
Driver: you name is PanaKol ? (peter did you order it in phanna :-).. else its a bit funny)
Me: hmm jepp speaking!
Driver: you speaking?
Me: Pardon?
Driver: no dont be sorry.
Me: huh?
Driver: you wanna go?
Me: yes yes yes.. to vestergårdsvej 30 B
Driver: where is that, you find way?
Me: ehhh.. no, thats why i order a taxi. to take me from A to B.
Driver: 30 A?
Me: ohh no sorry, i meant from one place to another.
Driver: next place?
Me: no no, please drive me to vestergårdsveh 30 B or just close!
Driver: i dont know. i cannot know. ( omg, but hey hoe am very good at this, so i got maps printed )
Me: ahh no worries i got a map. ( and hand that one over)
Driver: good. Very good, Me not know.
He starts to investigate the map and turn it around and around up and down, and after some time he says:
Driver: Me glases soon. (huh? Soon? OMG can he drive? And if you think this is weird, just be petient, it gets worse,( in NEXT taxi! )
Driver: i thank you bring map, i thank. I see.
Me: dont you have GPS in this car?
Driver: yes yes but not when street closed
huh?, but i learned alot during IPO arangment when the french froggies wrote funny things so i understand he mean, not when too close to the adress :-) am
very good right? ) i know i should have walked but i got late and took a cab, so see, lazines is NOT rewarded, not now, not ever.
Me: ok, you know what, if you drive i tell you where to turn, is that ok?
Driver: ok. i turn.
We start to drive.. all fine.. first right he figured out him self to get out to the big road up to the light
Me: just keep going straight ahead over this junction.
Driver: ok. forward, straight.
And then 4 seconds after he turns leeft in the junction! HUH?
Me: eh... why you turn?
And its amazing am not irritated, but i just think its so weird and funny so i smile.
Driver: cannot turn left over there so i turn left now.
Me: ehh.. over there? ok. so you know the way?
Driver: no no you are the map.
i been many things, once i was even an Egg on a maskerade built to hatch after 00 and up to the hatching time all i said was "pip pip" so noone know who it was, but a map???
Well i keep quiet now, thinking he just taking the piss on me :-) so i guess we reach the destination.
Driver: where in england?
Me: no am from sweden.
Driver: no no, me drive many swedish people they no speak like that.
Me: ok ( and i realise icant explain and he cant understand so take an easy way out) i say: my dad is from england, i lived there to i was 15 :-) ( seriously my dad could not even with a gun to his head say 2 words in english)
Driver; i know i know i know.
Me: yea nice place, England!
Driver. yes yes yes.
OMG... but he did find the place :-) and am there pressing the door bell and a window open just above my head saying : is it Anna?
I look up and there is the most beautiful girl i seen in long time, and i dont get it because trough our email communication i thought it should be a man so i get confused.
Isnt Jamie a mans name? And her email was built in two names, MALE mfirst name... hmm.
Ok... stay tuned the rest is in next blogg. Comming up- two appartments and a taxi ride that ended in a crash... as i said.. i serioussly dont know why!
Hep hep
Friday, May 9
Tess & Me ---->Copenhagen
Tess and I are looking for an appartment in Copenhagen, and we want to move NOW.
Am so tired of this city and I need a change, new start, better focus on the job and just the possibility to walk around and no one really knows you, go alone to Tivoli and just look at people, have a beer, watch the amazing flowers, listen to some music, go to some concert somewhere, love concerts, almost any sort of concerts, as long as its NOT jazz, then i puke. Ahh or stand up comedian! Maaaaan - love that!
Hardly anything happens in this town :-) but on friday one of my friends that had a very classy nightclub and resturant called "Frimus" ( funny cos it`s a old old name same as "Rotary" ordern BUT in swedish it actually means something like" free pu**y" ) anyway... he changed it all into "harry`s" sportbar and they are having a premier tomorrow night so am invited, this man having this place are one of the few people in this town i like so i will go, smile and mingle and meet like 50 poker morons that all want to be sponsored or complain about tonights big big down time at Boss Media .-) , well nothing that not alkohol cant cure, and i have like 3 minute walk to the place so am in the riskzone of getting drunk and being forced to open up for some drunkness poker after party to early morning! Been there - done that, bhaaaaaaa!
as Albert Einstein said:
"-the question that sometimes drives me hazy - am I or the others crazy? "
So for now that's my big project! Finding an apartment in Copenhagen area is NOT easy I say, because I have Tess, Danish people don't seem to like dogs, huh?? Tess is more then a dog, she is my family; weird it shall not be accepted.
Hep for now!
C4Q & TT
Am so tired of this city and I need a change, new start, better focus on the job and just the possibility to walk around and no one really knows you, go alone to Tivoli and just look at people, have a beer, watch the amazing flowers, listen to some music, go to some concert somewhere, love concerts, almost any sort of concerts, as long as its NOT jazz, then i puke. Ahh or stand up comedian! Maaaaan - love that!
Hardly anything happens in this town :-) but on friday one of my friends that had a very classy nightclub and resturant called "Frimus" ( funny cos it`s a old old name same as "Rotary" ordern BUT in swedish it actually means something like" free pu**y" ) anyway... he changed it all into "harry`s" sportbar and they are having a premier tomorrow night so am invited, this man having this place are one of the few people in this town i like so i will go, smile and mingle and meet like 50 poker morons that all want to be sponsored or complain about tonights big big down time at Boss Media .-) , well nothing that not alkohol cant cure, and i have like 3 minute walk to the place so am in the riskzone of getting drunk and being forced to open up for some drunkness poker after party to early morning! Been there - done that, bhaaaaaaa!
as Albert Einstein said:
"-the question that sometimes drives me hazy - am I or the others crazy? "
So for now that's my big project! Finding an apartment in Copenhagen area is NOT easy I say, because I have Tess, Danish people don't seem to like dogs, huh?? Tess is more then a dog, she is my family; weird it shall not be accepted.
Hep for now!
C4Q & TT
Dear C4Queen .......
..... Happy birthday!
Oh yea right, so another year has past and am now again one year younger!
Well to me those special days don't really matter much, each day is just as important and I get even happier if people surprise with a sweet comment or a bunch of tulips (love tulips) or a little silly gift made of shiny chewing gum paper on an ordinary Tuesday evening then on my birthday or on Christmas.
Beside my mum's best wishes in the phone, (bless her) I got a happy birthday mail from 6 different poker forums, ( auto generated mail.) "hey C4 queen we wish you a happy birthday" I think that was funny, not anyone of my friends really remembered me but 6 poker forums did , lol, I really put an effort in writing back a long replay, I know its silly, but am a bit wacko. And maybe it will make them smile.
I even attached a photo of Tess and me eating cake. *smile*
Ohh I almost forgot, one of the VEEERRY big flower onions that I bought in Amsterdam on my last trip, se the Amsterdam blogg, and gave away actually found its way back to me the other day. The person I gave it to, return it in a nice pot and said happy birthday! Well, on the wrong day but I kept good face and said -so sweet! And gave him a big hug! It's actually a Christmas onion it turned out, how the Fu** are one supposed to know those things??
So it looks funny having the sunshine all over it since its almost summer here, but hey hoe, I rarely do things in right order anyway so why should I in this? Cant believe how quick it grow? Maybe because I forgot it in my suitcase in a plastic bag for 3 days, am not that quick in unpacking, when getting home I just want to be with Tess.
The poker week in Tallin was great, but I had fever some days and not feeling very well but else- great! Next step is Helsinki Midnight Sun between the 4 th and 7 th of June and it will be intresting, have only been in Finland once and that was quite far from a poker event, lol, you sitting down? Good, my boyfriend back then where invited to be refere at a very classy cattleshow/ exhibition you know, so we where there a whole weekend looking at big fineee Charolais Bulls! Helsinki around the corner, just need to find someone to my little Tess, that by the way most likely isn't pregnant, sad sad, I really thought we where having minitessies and looked forward to that.
Todays Tick: my birthday mails from poker forums, so funny and also Tess eating a whole packet of chewing gum, it looked quite funny!
Todays Took: has to be my ex husband still, he phoned me on my birthday saying in some covered words that I was a bitch. (I have reminded him 3 times to do his tax report in time, dunno why I bother really, I even offered to help and for that I was apparently a bitch)
Also a took is not having minitessies :-(
Okedoki.. all for now foks!!
Hep hep
C4Q & Tess
Oh yea right, so another year has past and am now again one year younger!
Well to me those special days don't really matter much, each day is just as important and I get even happier if people surprise with a sweet comment or a bunch of tulips (love tulips) or a little silly gift made of shiny chewing gum paper on an ordinary Tuesday evening then on my birthday or on Christmas.
Beside my mum's best wishes in the phone, (bless her) I got a happy birthday mail from 6 different poker forums, ( auto generated mail.) "hey C4 queen we wish you a happy birthday" I think that was funny, not anyone of my friends really remembered me but 6 poker forums did , lol, I really put an effort in writing back a long replay, I know its silly, but am a bit wacko. And maybe it will make them smile.
I even attached a photo of Tess and me eating cake. *smile*
Ohh I almost forgot, one of the VEEERRY big flower onions that I bought in Amsterdam on my last trip, se the Amsterdam blogg, and gave away actually found its way back to me the other day. The person I gave it to, return it in a nice pot and said happy birthday! Well, on the wrong day but I kept good face and said -so sweet! And gave him a big hug! It's actually a Christmas onion it turned out, how the Fu** are one supposed to know those things??
So it looks funny having the sunshine all over it since its almost summer here, but hey hoe, I rarely do things in right order anyway so why should I in this? Cant believe how quick it grow? Maybe because I forgot it in my suitcase in a plastic bag for 3 days, am not that quick in unpacking, when getting home I just want to be with Tess.
The poker week in Tallin was great, but I had fever some days and not feeling very well but else- great! Next step is Helsinki Midnight Sun between the 4 th and 7 th of June and it will be intresting, have only been in Finland once and that was quite far from a poker event, lol, you sitting down? Good, my boyfriend back then where invited to be refere at a very classy cattleshow/ exhibition you know, so we where there a whole weekend looking at big fineee Charolais Bulls! Helsinki around the corner, just need to find someone to my little Tess, that by the way most likely isn't pregnant, sad sad, I really thought we where having minitessies and looked forward to that.
Todays Tick: my birthday mails from poker forums, so funny and also Tess eating a whole packet of chewing gum, it looked quite funny!
Todays Took: has to be my ex husband still, he phoned me on my birthday saying in some covered words that I was a bitch. (I have reminded him 3 times to do his tax report in time, dunno why I bother really, I even offered to help and for that I was apparently a bitch)
Also a took is not having minitessies :-(
Okedoki.. all for now foks!!
Hep hep
C4Q & Tess
Wednesday, May 7
Its all about doing the right thing! or?
Done some MTT`s, think that needs to be my main focus stopping cash games, its too big swings. And am not doing bad at all on the MTT`s but not getting the top noch palcment either so need to PRACTISE more lol, good!
The other day we ended up in a discussion that I found interesting.
I played a guarantee with a pretty good price for first, about 10 k € and I did very well, it was a rebuy but I didnt have to do any and was on top 5 until my last few hands and I was overall happy with my game, especially my "reesteals" :-)
I busted just before the final table and that sucks. Especially since it was absolutely nothing I could do, but well, actually it feels a bit better due to that, I didn't do mistakes I was just hit by idiotic play from the enemy, that was rewarded.
But the lesson of the day that is even more clearer then before to me now must be:
- it's not about winning the pot, it's about doing the right thing.
Everyone knows this i guess? or?
lol, of course you all do, but do you live by it?
We ended up in a discussion about this issue in a hand I played bad. Am on button with AJ and got a caller before me and put in too big rerasie and all folded and I won the pot, it was good blinds and antes so I was actually happy for the pot but I didn't play right.
I could have betted much smaller, risked less, and got the same outcome. As i was not ready to play for my stack with that hand i should not have played it like that, some of my skype proffesores that rails me said -wp nh you got the pot, that's what matters. And I didn't really agree and neither did my "mentor", I realised almost same time hitting the bet button that it was too much and was also told so by him and it's a short time thinking to think "win the pot" because if one don't win the pots by doing the right thing, then in the long run you will not improve your game and get better. And one always needs to find ways to improve.
And once again I can't say strongly enough, it's so important to have someone to discuss your play with, talk hands, talk about the decisions you make and why and what you base them on. One person's game structure doesn't fit all, one needs to find what fits you, find your way. And sometime I feel I am on right way and then other days I feel like huh? Do I even know the rules; poker is a very complex game.
And study your opponents is vital. Really, I always joke and say- toss em in and hope for the best, but frankly thats is not what i do, i study my table well, and try to use my strong sides against their weaks. That's the only winning way. The cards? well yea great if i get good ones, but one can achomplish a lot even without the big hands. I spend so many, unbelivable many hrs railing friends deep and on finaltables and its very intresting, when i know their hands to see the decisions they take, so now i can watch and guess their hands, its good practise :) BUT pick good player, players you respect and trust to be the one inspiring your game!
Luck is nice but you can feck not relay on that sick puppet!
Another hand, I am on button again, this time with AQ off, the player UTG goes all in with about 55% of my stack size and I got a good bit over average so am not very pressed, yet.
The player UTG +2 go on top all in and have me well covered.
I didn't really think much about it, I just folded, i know am so behind here because I know the player that stick in first, UTG, I been on his table several times in MTT`s and I know he has to have a better hand then me, and I was right, he had KK, the other had JJ the kings held up, but of course flop brought out both an A and an Q for me but still I feel my fold was right.
Well, am far from being good at this game but at least I got the will to learn and realise my mistakes and that is important, open up your mind and senses boys and girls :-) and best of luck!
Todays Tick: ahh gotta be my AA all in pre against KK, JJ and AK, there comes J on flop, am hitting my keyboard in frustration, shouting for a one outer, blank turn and then river YES! A very nice and pretty Ace. Took me to massive cl already level 1 sweet sweet.
Todays Took: the idiot that called my AK (after raise rerasie) with K4 and hits his fecking 4 and took half my stack when being 14 people left!
Cheers
C4Q & TT
The other day we ended up in a discussion that I found interesting.
I played a guarantee with a pretty good price for first, about 10 k € and I did very well, it was a rebuy but I didnt have to do any and was on top 5 until my last few hands and I was overall happy with my game, especially my "reesteals" :-)
I busted just before the final table and that sucks. Especially since it was absolutely nothing I could do, but well, actually it feels a bit better due to that, I didn't do mistakes I was just hit by idiotic play from the enemy, that was rewarded.
But the lesson of the day that is even more clearer then before to me now must be:
- it's not about winning the pot, it's about doing the right thing.
Everyone knows this i guess? or?
lol, of course you all do, but do you live by it?
We ended up in a discussion about this issue in a hand I played bad. Am on button with AJ and got a caller before me and put in too big rerasie and all folded and I won the pot, it was good blinds and antes so I was actually happy for the pot but I didn't play right.
I could have betted much smaller, risked less, and got the same outcome. As i was not ready to play for my stack with that hand i should not have played it like that, some of my skype proffesores that rails me said -wp nh you got the pot, that's what matters. And I didn't really agree and neither did my "mentor", I realised almost same time hitting the bet button that it was too much and was also told so by him and it's a short time thinking to think "win the pot" because if one don't win the pots by doing the right thing, then in the long run you will not improve your game and get better. And one always needs to find ways to improve.
And once again I can't say strongly enough, it's so important to have someone to discuss your play with, talk hands, talk about the decisions you make and why and what you base them on. One person's game structure doesn't fit all, one needs to find what fits you, find your way. And sometime I feel I am on right way and then other days I feel like huh? Do I even know the rules; poker is a very complex game.
And study your opponents is vital. Really, I always joke and say- toss em in and hope for the best, but frankly thats is not what i do, i study my table well, and try to use my strong sides against their weaks. That's the only winning way. The cards? well yea great if i get good ones, but one can achomplish a lot even without the big hands. I spend so many, unbelivable many hrs railing friends deep and on finaltables and its very intresting, when i know their hands to see the decisions they take, so now i can watch and guess their hands, its good practise :) BUT pick good player, players you respect and trust to be the one inspiring your game!
Luck is nice but you can feck not relay on that sick puppet!
Another hand, I am on button again, this time with AQ off, the player UTG goes all in with about 55% of my stack size and I got a good bit over average so am not very pressed, yet.
The player UTG +2 go on top all in and have me well covered.
I didn't really think much about it, I just folded, i know am so behind here because I know the player that stick in first, UTG, I been on his table several times in MTT`s and I know he has to have a better hand then me, and I was right, he had KK, the other had JJ the kings held up, but of course flop brought out both an A and an Q for me but still I feel my fold was right.
Well, am far from being good at this game but at least I got the will to learn and realise my mistakes and that is important, open up your mind and senses boys and girls :-) and best of luck!
Todays Tick: ahh gotta be my AA all in pre against KK, JJ and AK, there comes J on flop, am hitting my keyboard in frustration, shouting for a one outer, blank turn and then river YES! A very nice and pretty Ace. Took me to massive cl already level 1 sweet sweet.
Todays Took: the idiot that called my AK (after raise rerasie) with K4 and hits his fecking 4 and took half my stack when being 14 people left!
Cheers
C4Q & TT
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