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Archive for September, 2011

Why hello there

My friend Sarah recently started a blog and has been pretty diligent about updating it often. This has inspired me to a) get serious about my blogging again, and b) get back to blogging in English. I’m not planning on abandoning Swedish entirely — I believe I shall make a go of this whole multilingual blogging malarkey. I do have French in my repertoire* too, you know.

Of course, as usual when I sit down to write an entry, I find myself with no idea what to write about. I have a million ideas swarming around my head all the time — except when the time comes to actually put them down in words. Isn’t that just typical?

I’m toying with the idea of posting little anecdotes and stories from the world of pharmacy, but I don’t know if there’d be actual interest in that. I mean, how much do they give to people who don’t work in pharmacy? A lot of things are probably such that people can relate to them as long as they have any sort of experience with customer services or the medical professions, but a lot probably will just read like complete pharm geekery, so I’m torn.**

Not to mention the whole confidentiality issue. I mean, I always gender swap and change people’s ages and all that, so you wouldn’t be able to recognise any one individual, but still.

And I just remembered one of the things I wanted to write about: I’m getting my first tattoo tomorrow! I’m already pretty damn sure it won’t be my last, but I probably shouldn’t proclaim that too loudly until I’ve actually booked in sitting number two. ;) Tomorrow, I’m getting a swallow inked on my wrist. The original plan was to have one on my neck, but no respectable artist will do that, so wrist it is instead. I want a pair, one on each wrist, but I’m starting slow with just the one.

I’m ridiculously excited about it all and starting to get just a wee bit nervous too now. Obviously, I’m expecting pain, and I have a feeling maybe the wrist isn’t the best place to start with, because there’s nerves and bone and stuff not too far below the surface, but I think I can handle it! I mean, I have two piercings*** already and I was fine with the pain then. Obviously not the same thing, but I’ve always found that if I’m expecting the pain, I can deal with it. Whereas if I get the tiniest little papercut or stub my toe, I will cry and complain like a baby. ;)

*See what I did there?
**Holy run-on sentence, Batman!
***And I used to self-harm. Shhh.

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