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Autumn feelings

It’s the first of August, once again. You can feel the summer is almost over, and for once I’m not sad. I’ve had a really nice summer with great weather, and I’m looking forward to this autumn and winter. I’m not happy it’s over, I’m more content.

And this autumn also brings lots of gaming! I know I haven’t been very frequent in updating, but it’s mainly because I’ve been busy gaming. Pokémon captured me more than I thought, so I look forward to picking up my copy of Diamond again and trying to finish it. And of course I need to work on my badges and Pokédex in SoulSilver. But I shouldn’t forget what convinced me to buy a Wii, Donkey Kong and Kirby! Donkey Kong will be an amazing trip down memory lane and the Kirby game looks simple but innovative, the reason why I love Nintendo games so much.

Autumn, bring it on!

Sunday, Bloody Sunday

It has been an unusually good Sunday. Woke up quite early, chatted a bit, studied a bit (tiny tiny bit), had some breakfast.. Then I started Sims. And now I’m here, more or less. I got stuck. It’s really addictive :) I build up these huge stories and scenarios in my head, and then try to get the sims to act that way. It usually doesn’t work out, but it’s fun to try. Since Helena sent me the two expansions, I now have pets and seasons to play with too. Makes a big difference, I might buy the nightlife expansion too.

It’s grey and windy outside, probably raining and I’m still walking around in my pyjamas. Maybe time to take a shower and get dressed. :P

Perfect Sunday.

Maybe you’re not supposed to know

Some days you just feel good or bad, without any real reason. It just feels. This is one of those days. It has been a wonderful autumn day, but I was positive even before I knew it would be.

I feel safe, secure and content. Not happy as such, just, ok. Life could be like this every day and I wouldn’t complain. You could call that happy, I guess, but I wont. I know it can be better, and it seems unlikely you can be happy every day. But I could feel like this every day. I have a lot of people I like and trust. Maybe that’s why I’m feeling good.. I don’t think so. There is some reason I just can’t figure out.

We took a walk the other day. Autumn in Luleå. (I love those birches, I can’t get enough pictures of them.)
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Autumn and stats

Autumn skyI would love for our autumn evenings to look like this. Not the grey, cold evenings we’ve had lately. Although, the cold weather causes mist, which is really beautiful. I guess you just can’t have everything :)

I’ve become a stats nerd. Ever since I got stats on Flickr and stats for this blog on Feedburner, I check it several times a day. I love numbers, I love to see what people look at.. I just want to know.d It’s really interesting

Oh, and parts of this post was written on my Eee. The keyboard isn’t that bad, although it takes a while to get used to the placement of the ‘ and <> and such. It’s a bit crammed :P

Autumn photo batch

The autumn is here, although no big change in colors yet.

Texture Yellow Texture Berries Mushrooms Mushrooms Texture Leaves Pine cone Hiding Shiny birches Mushrooms Mushroom Mushroom A stick

As usual, click on the images to see the bigger versions on Flickr. Number 2, 5, 8 and 13 are those I personally like the most.

Weather, dreams and weird things

Sitter och väntar på att regnet och åskan skall komma, har sett mörkt ut sen sju ungefär. En urladdning vore riktigt skönt, inte bara för att det varit varmt och kvavt. Det är nåt särskilt med åska :)

Det har varit en filosofisk dag, kommit på mig själv med att stanna upp och bara fundera mest hela tiden. En sån dag inleds ofta med en väldigt stark och minnesrik dröm, så även idag. Jag minns inte exakt detaljerna längre, jag har inte lagt någon större möda på att minnas, men känslan finns kvar. Minnen av vad jag kände och tänkte i drömmen. Jag vet att det var en scoutledare med, och flera vänner som visade sig vara andra än vad jag först trodde. Och så den där hemliga, spännande Någon. Jag vet inte längre vem han är, vad han skall föreställa, jag minns bara den pirrande glada känslan och förväntningarna. Besvikelserna. Att det gör lite ont. Sånt där som hör ihop med speciella människor. Vi var på en lekplats, och i ett kök eller i alla fall vid en bänk av något slag. Någonstans stod vi trångt och skulle utföra något arbete, men då var Någon fortfarande någon annan.. Ja, inte är det logiskt inte.

Jag väntar med spänning på att den nya terminen ska börja. Men innan dess ska det bli många fler intressanta drömmar.
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