Phew...!

Wow, no need for an amusement park when you're such an emotional rollercoaster as me! This, apparently, is the day for mood swings. Mood swings of the serious type:

Gah I feel sick and dizzy and poor Angie who feels even sicker and yay the weather is really bad so then it wouldn't have been any fun at the amusement park anyway and yippie I'm going to Rhiannon's today and oh the Medieval Festival tomorrow which I'm really looking forward to but blah I miss my colleagues and especially June who hugged me when I left work yesterday and then wrote on facebook that she missed me already and OH MY GOD SUSAN JUST ASKED IF I WANTED TO SEE THE NATIONAL WITH HER IN AUGUST but crap the stupid ticket agency screwed up when I tried ordering the tickets online and now they want me to pay double price and oh fuck I have to call them and tell them about the mistake and try to get them to fix it and I hatehatehate being on the phone and I think I'm about to throw up and OH MY GOD THEY FIXED IT AND WE HAVE TICKETS TO SEE THE NATIONAL WHICH IS MY FAVOURITE BAND AND HAS BEEN SO FOR ABOUT THREE YEARS NOW AND OH MY GOD I'M SO HAPPY I COULD CRY but wait why did she say I'd get the tickets in the mail when I said I'd pick them up at the ticket office and what do they mean on the website when they say that tickets need to be picket up four days after the reservation is made but that can't mean tickets that are already paid for right but why haven't I gotten a confirmation e-mail yet and shit I need to hurry up so I'll make it to the bus on time and OH MY GOOOOOOOD WE HAVE TICKETS TO SEE THE NATIONAL maybe....!

AND AGAIN!!!

You've done it again, Virginia
Made another masterpiece while I was dreaming
How does it feel to feel like you?
Brilliant sugar, brilliant sugar, brilliant sugar, turn over

♥ ♥ ♥

(I seriously can't get this song out of my head)

Brilliant sugar turn over

I've watched this pair of shoes in the shop window practically every day for months now, either on my way to or from work. I've been looking for an excuse to buy them, and today I was such a good girl at the doctor's office that I allowed myself the indulgence. I nearly fainted at the doc's office after having donated lots and lots of blood (well, a little bit, anyway) to the cause of finding out what my allergies are, and the receptionist woman who'd just taken my blood was all "Are you okay? Do you need some water? Do you need to sit down??", while I tried to pretend I was fine. At first I didn't understand why I got so dizzy, but now I realize it's because it's the second day of my period. The second day is the worst! Everything makes me dizzy and feel sick.

Anyway, once I'd started shopping it was so easy to just continue. I also bought this hippie-dippie cotton shirt/ tunic type thing, in really strong, warm, red colours. Yeah. And a scarf, basically because the saleswoman was so nice (and a kindergarten parent) and I felt bad not bying anything after having tried on practically everything in the store. And the scarf was nice.

What else is there to say about today? It was good seeing (some of) the kids again. This 2-year-old called Angelina spent almost the entire day around me, saying "An-nie, yoo need ta cawwy me!" So I carried her. And a 1-year-old who thinks about food every time she sees me. She comes running as fast as her little legs can go, reaches her arms up for me to lift her, and says "Food?" It's hilarious!

By the way, we are now four people with a crush on PHD (Painfully Hot Dad). Just thought I'd mention it. Not sure why.

And again I've been walking around with The National songs stuck in my head. Mostly because of the meme Angelina (the big one, not the 2-year-old) posted in her blog.

You went in and put a record on
To make it sound like someone was home
And thanked yourself for pouring yourself a drink

♥

The Unmagnificant Lives of Adults

Oh, what an interesting day indeed. Not! I mean, when you're so bored you drink heaps of water all day just so you can waste a few minutes by going to the bathroom, you're having a shitty day at work. Well, whenever you can hear yourself go "Yay, I need to pee again!", you kinda realize you'd rather be anywhere else at that point. Then you're bored. As in B-O-R-E-D!

There was nothing to do!!! At least when I went to the bathroom I got to walk somewhere with an actual purpose! Our cleaning lady and most of my colleagues are on strike, so we had to close down the kindergarden until the strike is over. Problem is, though, that we who aren't on strike still have to show up for work. So that's 7,5 hours of doing basically nothing! Even though our boss (who's also not on strike) tells us we can do "looooots of things, like... uh... like... plenty of, uh, stuff." The trick is not to sit down anywhere even remotely comfortable, or else you fall asleep. You want to look alive when she walks by. And for this we get up at 05.30 in the morning.

Madness!

At one point we were ten people at work as the phone rang. I was sitting in the kitchen with three others, and nobody moved. The phone kept ringing, and we all just ignored it. We had nothing to do, just sitting around a table talking crap. But none of us even considered answering the phone. And as it just rang on and on, we figured that all the other people at work were also just sitting somewhere ignoring the phone. It eventually stopped ringing, but I don't think anyone answered it. Funny how being bored can sometimes make you lazy!

My two youngest colleagues put on a video on how to do CPR and made crude comments about the instructor woman and the practice dummy. That's how bored we've been!

The highlight of the day was eating. I kept thinking about this season 4 episode of The Amazing Race I've just downloaded but haven't started watching yet. And aaaaaall day I've had this same song stuck in my head, with Matt Berninger singing

You get mistaken for strangers by your own friends
When you pass them at night under the silvery, silvery citibank lights
Arm in arm in arm, and eyes and eyes glazing under
Oh, you wouldn't want an angel watching over
Surprise, surprise, they wouldn't wanna watch
Another uninnocent elegant fall into the unmagnificant lives of adults

And I really love this song, so I don't want to be sick of it by singing it in my head all day (it's happened before, you see). So I've focused really hard on all the songs on the radio, which for some reason insisted on playing only Mariah Carey, Michael Jackson, and - worst of all - Gitarkameratene! And then, just when I thought I was safe:

Make up something to believe in your heart of hearts
So you have something to wear on your sleeve of sleeves
So you swear you just saw a....
(AAAAAARGH!!! It's the same song!)
You don't mind seeing yourself in a picture
As long as you look faraway
As long as you look removed
(Shhhhhhhh!!!!! LALALALALA!)

I also pondered awhile on what makes Agent Rigsby look almost cute in season 2 (of The Mentalist), whereas in season 1 he just looked... weird. I actually spent a while thinking about that, but came to no conclusion. Realized I need to watch season 1 again, to figure out what's different. I think it's something to do with his hair...

Hmm...

I'm obviously a very busy and important person.

I just re-re-rediscoverd The National

I go out looking in parked cars
For somebody famous to kidnap and love
Beat off the army with a tennis racket
That's my whole plan

I think I'll kidnap Matt Berninger...