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Mmm, listening to All I Need by Within Temptation. How I love that song, it's so powerful you almost feel wind in the room. Or I do ^.^

Closed the café last night. People were pretty damn slow about getting their asses out the door, so I had to get a little firm with them. Apparently my adorably charming self don't shine through my firm way of handling slow people. Go figure.

Dropping the cat off at the grandparents' later, he's staying there over the weekend while I'm in Jutland, playing house with the family. I'm going to see sharks up close, I'm pretty excited about that ^.^ And waterslides sunday. Hopefully they won't be as life threatening as the ones last time with The Bat.

Ugh, I'm annoying myself. I'm super impatient, eager to DO something, and at a total lack of what that should be. I'm BORED. And that damn bike-race is all over the place. It's like I'm constantly waiting to do something, that I don't know what is. I want to work, dammit. And there's no work to get. I want to live at the cinema and watch all the movies that's playing. But I can't afford that. I'm tired of being poor. And bored.

Okay, enough bitching. Something positive. No, wait, there's one more thing I want to bitch about. My artistic abilities are totally dwindling! Seriously, I'm unhappy about my singing, my writing either sucks or just won't come. I'm uninspired. That, my friends, is sick. It actually makes me feel all surface, no depth. Which is ridiculous, creativity has nothing to do with being shallow, but when what I'm usually passionate about suddenly won't cooperate, it's like being pushed to the surface of myself, and I can't get back down. Insert angry, frustrated noise.

Okay. On the positive side. I might actually be able to afford that haircut I've been talking about for the past 3 months. I don't know why I didn't think of the school for hairdressers before. Less then 100 dkk for a haircut, yay ^.^ And yeah yeah, I know it's students who'll cut your hair then, but honestly, the best haircut I've ever gotten was by a student. So I'm optimistic.

Could you all please cross your fingers that this weekend won't be hell? I get along fine with my stepbrother, but our parents can really fucking kill any positiveness when they get going. I'm gonna have to pack my funny-face later, cause someone has to be the cheerful center, if we're all going to make it through the weekend. Or I'll just grab the kid and leave them to their bickering. Hopefully the hostel has a pool or something. Naw, it's Jutland, I won't get my hopes up for a pool. I'll be lucky to even have electricity.

I'm looking forward to The Bat's party. Whenever it'll be. Getting drunk seems like a good solution to any problem, right about now. Well, that or a suitable amount of dynamite.