On Honesty...

Tried to socialize this night, I do most thursdays :)

I think I'm focusing too much on what sets me apart from other people, instead of what we have in common. Would it help, perhaps, to try the opposite?

I also seem to focus, overly much, on everything having to feel right the first time I meet someone. I tend to think that talking to someone without feeling that feeling would be false somehow, that I wouldn't be really genuine....

To a point of course, that's true, but I seem to have gotten it backwards. I stay true to myself in small things, with people I don't really know, while being way too accomodating in things that really matter, with people with whom I'd want a healthy relationship...

Thus gaining all of the drawbacks of unhandy honesty, but none of it's benefits!

I guess I simply have to get more assertive, don't really think I can get more accomodating right now, not while remaining vertebrate. 

root of all evil

My cousin (the male, not so hot one on the maternal side), as I remember, once used daemon_smurf (Swedish: Demonsmurf) as his mail adress, apparently, all sensible (boring) names had been taken.

I have to love that word though, to this day, when I hear the word I visualize this manic sort of monster smurf, with fire in his eyes and screaming with fury. In a high-pitched and rather cute voice that is.

First....or second ^^

I'm starting this blog for the worthwhile purpose of...

Well. No purpose really, I'm quite satisfied as is. I've got no grand message that wouldn't be better conveyed in Swedish. Which is a wonderful language, full of wonderful, colorful words.

Thank you very much.

However, my English do kind of suck at the moment. Badly. Therefore I will be starting this blog, sensible purpose be damned. I do have a Bachelor in English language,  and I'll be damned if I couldnt live up to it.

Also, this will mean hours worth of procrastrination.

Ahhh the things I won't do..

Speaking of which, I'd better head downstairs before someone steals my laundry.

Thiss is a socialist residence after all