<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:02:42.404+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll also show you a sweet dream next time.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>102</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1368813759960113714</id><published>2010-08-15T15:24:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T15:28:10.813+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Irre</title><content type='html'>Jag känner att jag måste göra ett inlägg tillägnad den roligaste människan i världen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag tror dock att hon är lite bitter på mig eftersom att jag precis spelade henne ett spratt med tanke på att jag precis har skaffat nytt mobil nummer. Och det var hur kul som helst xD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/TGfrPvMshxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TbmTh-8glQo/s1600/P6180074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/TGfrPvMshxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TbmTh-8glQo/s320/P6180074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505627725084002066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du vet att jag älskar dig gumman &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1368813759960113714?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1368813759960113714/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/08/irre.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1368813759960113714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1368813759960113714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/08/irre.html' title='Irre'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/TGfrPvMshxI/AAAAAAAAAT8/TbmTh-8glQo/s72-c/P6180074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-9183990786778201221</id><published>2010-06-05T14:17:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:36:01.464+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Derp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/TApEn_To1hI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fhITKhM07ww/s1600/_DSC9676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/TApEn_To1hI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fhITKhM07ww/s400/_DSC9676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479267350449018386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ett sju jävla tag sedan jag postade nått här. Tja, kanske är dags igen. :P &lt;br /&gt;Har precis försäkrat katterna. Fick äntligen arshlet ur vagnen för att göra det. Dom små hårbollarna är ju så klantiga, så det är väll bara en tidsfråga innan nån av dom fastnar nånstans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har möblerat om i vardagsrummet, så nu är det ljust som fan här! Ska försöka ta en bild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nej, nu ska jag ut och fixa min cykel så den går att använda. Sen ska jag och Ash ner till hamnen och käka en glass. Om nom :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och yeah. Tog lite bilder på The Studis för nån dag sen också. Tänk vad man kan göra med lite smink och vinklar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-9183990786778201221?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/9183990786778201221/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/06/derp.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/9183990786778201221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/9183990786778201221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/06/derp.html' title='Derp'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/TApEn_To1hI/AAAAAAAAAT0/fhITKhM07ww/s72-c/_DSC9676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-2493174238840461459</id><published>2010-03-10T12:31:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T17:35:20.441+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm On a Boat! (Metal version)</title><content type='html'>This... Is AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Do see the original here if you haven't seen it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k8F3UE9qFsg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9TYkkvDycUw&amp;hl=sv_SE&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9TYkkvDycUw&amp;hl=sv_SE&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-2493174238840461459?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/2493174238840461459/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/03/this.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2493174238840461459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2493174238840461459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/03/this.html' title='I&apos;m On a Boat! (Metal version)'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6117206909475995641</id><published>2010-03-02T14:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T14:06:24.049+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Arbetsförmedlingen</title><content type='html'>Yes. Man riktigt känner hur glädjen sprudlar när man är på väg ner dit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag vet inte hur det är med alla andra, men så fort jag kommer innanför dom där dörrarna känns det som att någonting långsamt suger ut min själ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/S40NMwkMB_I/AAAAAAAAATk/Jlbesn8FcTY/s1600-h/funny-pictures-sad-cat-blackandwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/S40NMwkMB_I/AAAAAAAAATk/Jlbesn8FcTY/s400/funny-pictures-sad-cat-blackandwhite.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444022037407074290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6117206909475995641?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6117206909475995641/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/03/arbetsformedlingen.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6117206909475995641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6117206909475995641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/03/arbetsformedlingen.html' title='Arbetsförmedlingen'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/S40NMwkMB_I/AAAAAAAAATk/Jlbesn8FcTY/s72-c/funny-pictures-sad-cat-blackandwhite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5757981857892872685</id><published>2010-02-17T00:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:52:59.271+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fake blogging!</title><content type='html'>Jag ska Fejk blogga lite så Irre blir glad. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namn: Therese aka Janeva&lt;br /&gt;Piercingar: En massor i öronen och en i läppen&lt;br /&gt;Tatueringar: Två, min drake och min fladdermus. Fler incomming.&lt;br /&gt;Längd: 172 och en halv *flex*&lt;br /&gt;Skostorlek: 40&lt;br /&gt;Hårfärg: Rött right now.&lt;br /&gt;Fräknar: Nej, tyvärr inte. :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Önskar du att du bodde någon annanstans? Ibland.&lt;br /&gt;Tycker du att du är attraktiv? Nej.&lt;br /&gt;Dricker du? ... Kanske? :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Röker du? Nej.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vilket schampo använder du? Ehm.. Nån röd flaska? Wella kanske?&lt;br /&gt;Vilken parfym använder du? ... Morrocan Rose&lt;br /&gt;Vad är du rädd för? Folk som lyfter mig. Det är läskigt på riktigt! T_T&lt;br /&gt;Gillar du att tvätta? Nej, sänder mest Ash att göra den :&gt; Jag får vika dock :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillar du berg- och dalbanor? Yes! Älskar dom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senaste…&lt;br /&gt;Filmen du hyrde? Ingen aning,&lt;br /&gt;Filmen du köpte? Underworld. Ja, det var ett tag sen jag köpte en film.&lt;br /&gt;Låten du hörde: Raubtier-Dobermann&lt;br /&gt;Låten du laddade ner? Spotify, I say no more.&lt;br /&gt;Personen du ringde? Irre.&lt;br /&gt;Personen som ringde dig? Irre.&lt;br /&gt;TV-program du såg? Biggest looser&lt;br /&gt;Person du tänkte på? Asrahn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorit…&lt;br /&gt;Låt: Carnival of rust - Poets of the fall, right now.&lt;br /&gt;Sak att göra: Mycket *nods*&lt;br /&gt;Sport: Ridning&lt;br /&gt;Dryck: Hallonsoda!&lt;br /&gt;Kläder: Kjolar!&lt;br /&gt;Film: För många..&lt;br /&gt;Bil: Saab. Harr harr Richard :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serie: True blood/Supernatural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har du någonsin…&lt;br /&gt;Gråtit över en pojke? Ja.&lt;br /&gt;Gråtit över en flicka? Ja.&lt;br /&gt;Ljugit för någon? Ja.&lt;br /&gt;Varit i slagsmål? Ja.&lt;br /&gt;Blivit arresterad? Nej, men man är fortfarande ung! Harr harr&lt;br /&gt;Träffat någon från internet IRL? Ja &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antal…&lt;br /&gt;Gånger ditt hjärta brustit? Ett antal gånger.&lt;br /&gt;Hjärtan brustet på grund av dig? Troligen.&lt;br /&gt;Tjejer du kysst? Några stycken.&lt;br /&gt;Personer från grundskolan du fortfarande har kontakt med? Bara en. Håkis &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Gånger ditt namn varit med i tidningen? Några gånger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senaste…&lt;br /&gt;Boken du läste? Tjuven althalus, håller på att läser snarare.&lt;br /&gt;Personen du fick e-mail av? Facebook &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personen du fick brev av? Mamma!&lt;br /&gt;Personen du fick sms av? Jocke.&lt;br /&gt;Gången hela din familj åt middag tillsammans? 20 Januari.&lt;br /&gt;Saken du köpte? Kattleksakerna åt hårbollarna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vad har du gjort idag? Spelat wow.&lt;br /&gt;Brukar du svära mycket? Väldigt för mycket.&lt;br /&gt;När stiger du upp på morgonen? Så tidigt som möjligt. Vilket inte brukar bli tidigt tyvärr.&lt;br /&gt;Vad har du på dig? Randigt Linne, mjukis byxor och strumpor.&lt;br /&gt;Vad ska du göra ikväll? Sova.&lt;br /&gt;Vad är du allergisk mot? Damm :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Använder du hårspray? Ibland när det behövs = Bad hairdays &lt;br /&gt;Kan du stå på händer? Jag sträckte skinkan förra gången jag försökte, så nej du!&lt;br /&gt;Håkan Hellström eller The Ark? Ingen av dom!&lt;br /&gt;Salt eller socker? Salt.&lt;br /&gt;Gillar du ketchup? Ja.&lt;br /&gt;Är du glad nu? Ja.&lt;br /&gt;Var du glad igår? Japp.&lt;br /&gt;Vad dansar du till? Allt när ingen ser.&lt;br /&gt;Stockholm är… ? Jobbigt, men bra ställe att shoppa på. &lt;br /&gt;Göteborg är… ? Bäst! Metal town, fuck yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Kan du sjunga? I dushen kan alla sjunga.&lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti eller makaroner? Spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;Land du vill besöka? Italien, England, Australien, Skottland och Irland!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5757981857892872685?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5757981857892872685/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/02/fake-blogging.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5757981857892872685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5757981857892872685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2010/02/fake-blogging.html' title='Fake blogging!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6808238979260839795</id><published>2009-12-28T00:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:49:37.651+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time ago, eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SzfyiSIyBXI/AAAAAAAAATc/Op8slxtEIIc/s1600-h/neytiri-e-jake-sully-con-i-tratti-di-un-na-vi-chiamato-avatar-in-una-scena-del-film-avatar-132873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SzfyiSIyBXI/AAAAAAAAATc/Op8slxtEIIc/s320/neytiri-e-jake-sully-con-i-tratti-di-un-na-vi-chiamato-avatar-in-una-scena-del-film-avatar-132873.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420067347361826162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was some long ass time since I updated this. To tell the truth I have just not felt like it. But today, I watched my new favorite movie, so I had to tell you. It's so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about Avatar. If you haven't seen it. For crying out loud, do it! Now!&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a tail aswell &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;It was a really pretty movie. I'm acually tinking about seeing it again. Thank god for all the Cinema tickets we got for christmas me and Ash. Thanks everyone for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6808238979260839795?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6808238979260839795/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-time-ago-eh.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6808238979260839795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6808238979260839795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/12/long-time-ago-eh.html' title='Long time ago, eh?'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SzfyiSIyBXI/AAAAAAAAATc/Op8slxtEIIc/s72-c/neytiri-e-jake-sully-con-i-tratti-di-un-na-vi-chiamato-avatar-in-una-scena-del-film-avatar-132873.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5516828613896694756</id><published>2009-10-19T14:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:41:51.588+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook *shiver*</title><content type='html'>I have always protested against facebook. Refusing to use the god damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;But... Today.. I gave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So add me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5516828613896694756?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5516828613896694756/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/10/facebook-shiver.html#comment-form' title='7 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5516828613896694756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5516828613896694756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/10/facebook-shiver.html' title='Facebook *shiver*'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-3860119542269323027</id><published>2009-10-06T20:35:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:14:04.252+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The worst phonecalls ever.</title><content type='html'>I really hate them phonecalls... When you know something just isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;My father called me today, saying something had happened.&lt;br /&gt;I already knew what happened. I knew, but I didn't want to belive it. I acually thought, and hoped in my heart, if I ignored it, maybe it wouldn't be true. So I only answerd "....Oh?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 years I got together with you. Atleast you didn't have to suffer. You will be missed alot. R.I.P Lottie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother had fixed an grave lantern that we put on the grave, the whole family gathered (For once). It looked so beautiful when the darkness fell over the garden, the single candle beeing there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SsuQC6VXl0I/AAAAAAAAATM/Spjd7cK5lwk/s1600-h/HPIM0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SsuQC6VXl0I/AAAAAAAAATM/Spjd7cK5lwk/s320/HPIM0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389559758771951426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad... Im looking through my computer to try to find some pictures of her. I barely have any at all. Shame.. But atleast I have alot of happy memories. She has helped me so much, I'm truley going to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SsuQk01CkTI/AAAAAAAAATU/lJ3iSElZga0/s1600-h/HPIM0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SsuQk01CkTI/AAAAAAAAATU/lJ3iSElZga0/s400/HPIM0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389560341409730866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like an eternity when my father had picked me up and drove to Ransta. After halfway he glanced at me, and then put on Rammstein-Du hast on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;My father knows what I need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-3860119542269323027?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/3860119542269323027/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/10/worst-phonecalls-ever.html#comment-form' title='5 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3860119542269323027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3860119542269323027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/10/worst-phonecalls-ever.html' title='The worst phonecalls ever.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SsuQC6VXl0I/AAAAAAAAATM/Spjd7cK5lwk/s72-c/HPIM0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-4622639770946889158</id><published>2009-10-02T16:34:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T17:18:01.298+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Update number 100!</title><content type='html'>Arn't this a special update? Oh yes I belive so.&lt;br /&gt;So, to celebrate this special occation. I give you this.&lt;br /&gt;This my friends, is skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I failed to post it, so just check the link. Kay? :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.dumpert.nl/mediabase/649211/9635133a/bandleden_worden_overschat.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is my hero. He is THE man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-4622639770946889158?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/4622639770946889158/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-number-100.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4622639770946889158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4622639770946889158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-number-100.html' title='Update number 100!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-4754950638184701917</id><published>2009-10-02T12:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T12:11:14.751+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Deciding my life.</title><content type='html'>I hate this shit...&lt;br /&gt;Im searching around for something to study. Im sick of not having a jobb, but seriously. I just can't decide what to start study.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like jumping on a 3 year education to then decide "Nahh. This wasn't something for me anyway" I mean... That would be really shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have no idee at all what to study &gt;&gt; *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, decide my future for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-4754950638184701917?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/4754950638184701917/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/10/deciding-my-life.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4754950638184701917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4754950638184701917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/10/deciding-my-life.html' title='Deciding my life.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-449729323235156256</id><published>2009-09-29T22:57:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:05:08.517+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Worthless post is worthless.</title><content type='html'>Chal on his way home. Poor bastard hasn't even left the train yet.&lt;br /&gt;So much to blogg about the recent week, but Im to tired right now. Maybe later eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep, so see you guys later! Nighty! But first a random picture from my folder.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SsJ2W3AdpmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/CA9rhGHIZLU/s1600-h/1254257911710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SsJ2W3AdpmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/CA9rhGHIZLU/s400/1254257911710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386998239383627362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-449729323235156256?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/449729323235156256/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/09/worthless-post-is-worthless.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/449729323235156256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/449729323235156256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/09/worthless-post-is-worthless.html' title='Worthless post is worthless.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SsJ2W3AdpmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/CA9rhGHIZLU/s72-c/1254257911710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1632119101212675993</id><published>2009-09-28T01:07:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:12:29.765+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sämst</title><content type='html'>Jag är fan sämst på att lägga till nya saker på min blogg, så nu efter lite klagande från min mor tänkte jag att jag skulle fixa nått nytt så hon har nått att läsa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det mest upprörande idag! Eller iallafall just nu.&lt;br /&gt;Att mobilen inte kan stava till: Mobilen. MEN den kan stava till: Dubbelfitta. Hur stört är inte det? Jättestört! Jag vet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sr_xE7GZ25I/AAAAAAAAASU/NZyg1AWttgo/s1600-h/1221506034296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sr_xE7GZ25I/AAAAAAAAASU/NZyg1AWttgo/s400/1221506034296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386288746244725650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hittade en bild som jag härmed tillägnar Irre. Kolla hennes blogg för mer information. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu får det fan räcka med bloggande! (Ska försöka bli bättre, jag lovar :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1632119101212675993?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1632119101212675993/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/09/samst.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1632119101212675993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1632119101212675993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/09/samst.html' title='Sämst'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sr_xE7GZ25I/AAAAAAAAASU/NZyg1AWttgo/s72-c/1221506034296.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-9134536417313005181</id><published>2009-09-09T17:41:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:43:02.124+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tjockisness</title><content type='html'>Det var nu ca 2 månader jag var på gymmet sist, om inte mer. Hur slö får man vara?&lt;br /&gt;Jag är arbetslös och har all tid i världen, men ändå blir det inte av. Shit vad tjock man är! Argh! Nån ge mig inspiration!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-9134536417313005181?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/9134536417313005181/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/09/tjockisness.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/9134536417313005181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/9134536417313005181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/09/tjockisness.html' title='Tjockisness'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-309710583859575207</id><published>2009-08-30T12:53:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:57:15.044+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Grattis!</title><content type='html'>Grattis på födelsedagen älskling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sppa5Zr5YaI/AAAAAAAAASM/H3NDr4AMhsA/s1600-h/IMG_1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sppa5Zr5YaI/AAAAAAAAASM/H3NDr4AMhsA/s400/IMG_1795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375709047414153634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-309710583859575207?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/309710583859575207/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/grattis.html#comment-form' title='5 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/309710583859575207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/309710583859575207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/grattis.html' title='Grattis!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sppa5Zr5YaI/AAAAAAAAASM/H3NDr4AMhsA/s72-c/IMG_1795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-3455167814725342749</id><published>2009-08-28T07:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:08:34.698+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidiga.... zzzz</title><content type='html'>Varför gick jag inte och la mig tidigare igår för? :&lt; *dör*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det borde vara förbjudet att gå upp innan 9. Dumma tåg att gå så tidigt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-3455167814725342749?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/3455167814725342749/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/angest.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3455167814725342749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3455167814725342749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/angest.html' title='Tidiga.... zzzz'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8981918351761538235</id><published>2009-08-20T22:33:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:58:23.390+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Denmark 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2zgIDjj8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/1YslO-LQ2lw/s1600-h/P1020297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2zgIDjj8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/1YslO-LQ2lw/s320/P1020297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372147295022452674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This blog does not like alot of pictures, So I had to make a new post. *mutters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A badass looking Chal -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they have these cars with sausages driving around town! The sausage cars! I mean come on! "Sausage on the move!" How awesome aint that? We have alot to learn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost feel abit sorry for him, I bet he was embarrased alot of times for us. It didn't really help that the only danish thing we could say was "Jeg lekker en bee i din bil" (I probebely spelled it fuck wrong) But that was the only thing we could say.. It basically means. "I crap in your car."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Yes. To quote someone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How the hell could Dazz and Richard ever let the two of you out alone. You two should never be let loose together.. Ever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Add alot of fun things and larping clothes and we are wrapping things up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, we got stuck in Norrköping, and entertained ouselves with taking pictures. Arn't we the cute ones? And behold, The Chal is smiling *snickers* :3&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So21UUntyUI/AAAAAAAAASE/zsFM70eHdWs/s1600-h/P1020350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So21UUntyUI/AAAAAAAAASE/zsFM70eHdWs/s400/P1020350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372149291260168514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8981918351761538235?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8981918351761538235/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-from-denmark-2.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8981918351761538235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8981918351761538235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-from-denmark-2.html' title='Back from Denmark 2'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2zgIDjj8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/1YslO-LQ2lw/s72-c/P1020297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5157809738197491373</id><published>2009-08-20T21:39:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:32:30.309+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Denmark.</title><content type='html'>Abit earlier then we thought.. But what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;We had an awesome time!&lt;br /&gt;I will post you some pictures so you will understand. Im sure Chal was very tired of us when we left xD Poor thing. But yeah.. It was really awesome :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the trip didn't really start good at all! We were going to the tax free and were going to buy some cheap vodka. The guy asked us where we were going, and we said Denmark. (We thought it was some kind of a counting or something, like where people are going) But at the moment we said that, the guy at the counter removed the vodka with a smirk on his lips. He then said that we couldn't buy it cuz of some law or something. I thought he was kidding and said "Yeah, relly funny.... Are you serious?" With a O.O face. I wanted my damn vodka. But sadly.. it was true. We couldn't buy it :&lt; So we only got a 4 pack of Lekerol... *Sobs* Ah well.. They have cheap alcohol in Denmark atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting to the airport in Denmark, mixing up names and stuff, a confused Tess and Irre reaches Odense. We never really got the Kastrup and Lufthavn thing there at the start. (Wich apperently was the same thing) I can Imagine Chal sitting facepalming at us xD And after an amusing trip with the train, we got to know a very interessting guy we named "The fast hand" He apperently had crabs or something. (Lets just leave it at that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we reached the destination after all!  A few movies and sleeping was about what we did the first day. And discovered Chals flying fish.. Wich was hilarious. And yeah.. Irre almost broke the place down the first thing she did. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2vGnaJAkI/AAAAAAAAARU/Lj5MvU9uIaI/s1600-h/P1020256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2vGnaJAkI/AAAAAAAAARU/Lj5MvU9uIaI/s200/P1020256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372142458715570754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day... We went out to this really awesome place where we ate spareribs. Om nom nom nom. And after that, a metal/rock bar and an Irish pub. :&gt; Lets just say that the day was awesome. We met Chal's sister aswell and patted a blue cow, force fed Irre with brockoli, and I almost fell into a small pod. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is too much to tell about really... But I can't be arsed now xD So lets just... Give you this picture instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2wWzx3BgI/AAAAAAAAARk/jRSv2VtQz_U/s1600-h/P1020273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2wWzx3BgI/AAAAAAAAARk/jRSv2VtQz_U/s320/P1020273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372143836425815554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That... thing. Im not really sure what it is. It was under this... Steady statue I saw.&lt;br /&gt;When I first saw it, I just froze in place. Pointing at it. "What the..... Irre?"&lt;br /&gt;Danish art...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2xQM51swI/AAAAAAAAARs/nSvHGPWLimU/s1600-h/P1020276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2xQM51swI/AAAAAAAAARs/nSvHGPWLimU/s320/P1020276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372144822422713090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ofcourse me and Irre couldn't resist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2xrVrLW5I/AAAAAAAAAR0/VB6bp7Gzflg/s1600-h/P1020283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2xrVrLW5I/AAAAAAAAAR0/VB6bp7Gzflg/s400/P1020283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372145288633605010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5157809738197491373?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5157809738197491373/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-from-denmark.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5157809738197491373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5157809738197491373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-from-denmark.html' title='Back from Denmark.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/So2vGnaJAkI/AAAAAAAAARU/Lj5MvU9uIaI/s72-c/P1020256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-4233633189460241437</id><published>2009-08-19T09:07:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T09:10:15.744+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hemma snart igen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoulT-PUjjI/AAAAAAAAARM/OuxcdeeOf0U/s1600-h/Denmark.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoulT-PUjjI/AAAAAAAAARM/OuxcdeeOf0U/s200/Denmark.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371568743112805938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitter och væntar i den glømda lego lego landet Danmark.&lt;br /&gt;Vi ska bege oss hem igen om en timme, lite tidigare æn planerat.. Men det hade blivit lite missførstånd, så vad gør man inte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uppdaterar lite mer nær vi kommer hem. Hej så længe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-4233633189460241437?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/4233633189460241437/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/hemma-snart-igen.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4233633189460241437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4233633189460241437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/hemma-snart-igen.html' title='Hemma snart igen.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoulT-PUjjI/AAAAAAAAARM/OuxcdeeOf0U/s72-c/Denmark.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8494091772450605352</id><published>2009-08-13T16:26:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:29:58.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Starlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Starlight Starbright, first star I see tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wish I may, I wish I might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have this wish I wish tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoQjSeXlpII/AAAAAAAAARE/zeQb4hx286Y/s1600-h/meteor-shower_26683088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoQjSeXlpII/AAAAAAAAARE/zeQb4hx286Y/s400/meteor-shower_26683088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369455456029090946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8494091772450605352?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8494091772450605352/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/starlight.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8494091772450605352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8494091772450605352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/starlight.html' title='Starlight'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoQjSeXlpII/AAAAAAAAARE/zeQb4hx286Y/s72-c/meteor-shower_26683088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5363432757996145347</id><published>2009-08-12T17:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:35:45.678+02:00</updated><title type='text'>:&gt;</title><content type='html'>Irre is home now, so everything is back to normal here at Trollsvansens kollektiv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a blog for my father and his friends at their work, so do me a favor and go in there and make a comment or anything so they get happy. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://provrummetvidbc.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they have something to do when beeing at work. :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5363432757996145347?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5363432757996145347/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5363432757996145347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5363432757996145347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=':&gt;'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1915434254404278664</id><published>2009-08-12T09:37:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:59:02.099+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The wipe.. Oh the wipe.</title><content type='html'>Wiped my computer clean, so have to install all things again &gt;&gt; The reason was that vista was fucking up my C: So in the end, I didn't even have a half gig left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now im struggeling to find my WoW CD's, crying over that all my programs are lost. But well, it had to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling abit better today, still having a cold but meh. Can't get all down over just that eh?&lt;br /&gt;Going to take the bike to my fathers work to hand him some cookies I made twoi days ago. (I burned them slightly, hence why he gets them :&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;Im such a nice daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this old picture again when I was cleaning through all old stuffs I have.&lt;br /&gt;EoS  -We don't suffer from insanity, we love every minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoJyAgKh_OI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/OMT6hSqaeQI/s1600-h/EoS6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoJyAgKh_OI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/OMT6hSqaeQI/s400/EoS6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368979058738724066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1915434254404278664?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1915434254404278664/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/wipe-oh-wipe.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1915434254404278664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1915434254404278664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/wipe-oh-wipe.html' title='The wipe.. Oh the wipe.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoJyAgKh_OI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/OMT6hSqaeQI/s72-c/EoS6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-4234739282962039150</id><published>2009-08-11T19:24:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:41:12.232+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Got a cold T.T</title><content type='html'>Feel sorry for me. My life contains of tissues and nose spray. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I get some days off, ofcourse now is the time to get sick.. Arn't I the lucky one?&lt;br /&gt;Atleast I have some days to get better on before we are heading to Denmark. Too much stuffs that needs to be done, to many things to sew. Thank god Irre is comming home again tomorrow. She will make everything work.&lt;br /&gt;Miss you darling &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am acually thinking about starting with warhammer. Not to play it, but just to paint. Everyone around me is doing it, and after beeing very firm saying no, since I can't really be arsed wasting money and time on something I don't really want to do... Im starting to feel strangly attracted to it.. Like.. I need to paint something. But I don't want to paint others stuffs anymore. I want something for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question then is: What to choose? Chaos, or Chaos Deamons?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoGtHUUccnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MQAp65b3FrY/s1600-h/Khorne_berserker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoGtHUUccnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MQAp65b3FrY/s400/Khorne_berserker2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368762572027490930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma think for a while about that..... If I should start at all. Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-4234739282962039150?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/4234739282962039150/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/got-cold-tt.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4234739282962039150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4234739282962039150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/got-cold-tt.html' title='Got a cold T.T'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SoGtHUUccnI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/MQAp65b3FrY/s72-c/Khorne_berserker2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-3939512947562463710</id><published>2009-08-09T21:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T21:56:49.615+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool kids, be like them.</title><content type='html'>I wanna be like all the cool kids and post a song text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Wait, I can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="1"&gt;I am your temptation&lt;br /&gt;Your every vicious thought&lt;br /&gt;Lacking self-confidence&lt;br /&gt;Deception in it's purest form&lt;br /&gt;I am your hesitation&lt;br /&gt;When you wander in circles&lt;br /&gt;The hand you reach for when no one's there&lt;br /&gt;In a charade so perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come walk this way&lt;br /&gt;And I'll have you&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you&lt;br /&gt;Yearning, dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Your humble servant&lt;br /&gt;Your trust so precious&lt;br /&gt;I'm the user, the abuser&lt;br /&gt;Haunting, serving&lt;br /&gt;The great deciever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am your false beauty&lt;br /&gt;I am your hidden hate&lt;br /&gt;THe hideous face of sloth&lt;br /&gt;What makes you degenerate&lt;br /&gt;And I am the shadow&lt;br /&gt;What you sense when no one's near&lt;br /&gt;Discomfort &amp;amp; pleasure&lt;br /&gt;'Til your chapter ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come walk this way&lt;br /&gt;And I'll have you&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you&lt;br /&gt;Yearning, Dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Your humble servant&lt;br /&gt;Your trust so precious&lt;br /&gt;I'm the user, the abuser&lt;br /&gt;Haunting, serving&lt;br /&gt;The great deciever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-3939512947562463710?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/3939512947562463710/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/cool-kids-be-like-them.html#comment-form' title='5 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3939512947562463710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3939512947562463710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/cool-kids-be-like-them.html' title='Cool kids, be like them.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5475430826807597496</id><published>2009-08-08T14:27:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:29:37.849+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth.</title><content type='html'>Tänkt att det alltid är så, att såfort man är det minsta ofräsh. Hoppar i några sketna jogging byxor, en stor tröja och precis kommit ifrån jobbet. Det är då, man träffar folk man inte sett på skitlänge.&lt;br /&gt;Så, om ni vill träffa nån ni inte sett på as länge. Gör er så dräggiga som möjligt! Det funkar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu måste jag in i ett bad innan jag dör.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5475430826807597496?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5475430826807597496/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5475430826807597496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5475430826807597496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth.html' title='The truth.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5643514674234663778</id><published>2009-08-02T22:38:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T22:47:19.507+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Move-in party</title><content type='html'>To sum up the whole move-in party. It was awesome. Nuff said. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SnX5nG3sdqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/fqspd2ocKKw/s1600-h/P1020228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SnX5nG3sdqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/fqspd2ocKKw/s400/P1020228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365468981336241826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me and Andrea sitting outside talking, beeing Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SnX5ySnBZ5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/m0bLPq5X_s8/s1600-h/P1020221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SnX5ySnBZ5I/AAAAAAAAAQc/m0bLPq5X_s8/s400/P1020221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365469173466097554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Madde and Nisse on the kitchen floor. Why do we always end up there? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SnX58hABZnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lwE8wZS_4Vk/s1600-h/P1020224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SnX58hABZnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lwE8wZS_4Vk/s400/P1020224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365469349127743090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The party mood was on :&gt; Nesken, Tomas and Erik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SnX6F9gVPgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FfWKn4GO4Pw/s1600-h/P1020233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SnX6F9gVPgI/AAAAAAAAAQs/FfWKn4GO4Pw/s400/P1020233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365469511398276610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And last... A very happy Fredrik with rum. Apperently I made him a drink in that bottle. Im awesome. Or so they told me. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5643514674234663778?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5643514674234663778/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/move-in-party.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5643514674234663778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5643514674234663778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/08/move-in-party.html' title='Move-in party'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SnX5nG3sdqI/AAAAAAAAAQU/fqspd2ocKKw/s72-c/P1020228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-969475486713121539</id><published>2009-07-31T11:17:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T11:24:17.291+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mehehe, sup?</title><content type='html'>Had the best day ever in a while yestarday. Off work and are now free for some days.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Irre went down to town, she was going to meet a friend of hers and I went away to see if I finally could get my hair pins. And yes, imagine my surprise when they acually were there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belive it was about... 3 months or so I ordered them. And the girl and I always misses eachother when I have been there to pick them up. But now! Freeking finally they are in my grasp!&lt;br /&gt;I will post a picture later of them. They are true awesomness. Made of bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should have them at the party on saturday... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Irre found alot of cheap things. So we basically grabbed all we could. It was 70% off on all the things we needed. So we stocked up on some stuffs :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, going to go and eat breakfast now *peers at time* Or lunch. Anyway, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-969475486713121539?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/969475486713121539/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/mehehe-sup.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/969475486713121539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/969475486713121539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/mehehe-sup.html' title='Mehehe, sup?'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-2866901791385801278</id><published>2009-07-25T12:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T12:47:55.108+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vargaflickan</title><content type='html'>Den flickan mötte varg i skogen&lt;br /&gt;och vargen sa dig vill jag ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och flickan nekade och veka&lt;br /&gt;men så tog hon mod till sig och så hon sa,&lt;br /&gt;Då må du mig vara trogen&lt;br /&gt;och aldrig vilja ha nån ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och vargen log och hand han tog&lt;br /&gt;och sa att vargakärleken är sann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En varman hand mot kallan loven,&lt;br /&gt;jag ska göra dig till min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Känn hjärtat sticka du vargaflicka,&lt;br /&gt;jag undra vad den tösen har uti sitt sinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En varman hand mot kallan loven,&lt;br /&gt;flickan tog i handan sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hör vargar yla&lt;br /&gt;i vinterkyla jag ska göra dig till min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Å ulven tog sin tös på ryggen&lt;br /&gt;och träden blixtrade förbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;När vargen drog och käften slog,&lt;br /&gt;genom mörka skogen i vargaraseri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Å över moss och över hyggen,&lt;br /&gt;for dom som en iskall vind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och i kärlihet tösen pälsen slet&lt;br /&gt;och kyste varsamt gråbens kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hem till vargamannens kula&lt;br /&gt;de kom dom på ett ögonblick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och tösen lekte och ulven smekte&lt;br /&gt;allt med sin tand och klo så nätt och ömt det gick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och under fullmånen den gula&lt;br /&gt;dansade de med varann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och tösen hand satte ulv brann&lt;br /&gt;och deras vargahjärtan smälte samman och de brann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I en varman hand mot kallan loven.&lt;br /&gt;Ja, jag ska göra dig till min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Känn hjärtat sticka du vargaflicka,&lt;br /&gt;jag undra vad den tösen har uti sitt sinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varman hand mot kallan loven,&lt;br /&gt;flickan tog i handan sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hör vargar yla i vinterkyla,&lt;br /&gt;jag ska göra dig till min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och våren kom till vargaskogen,&lt;br /&gt;tillsammans gick dom ut på jakt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De mot sommaren lida,&lt;br /&gt;och vid flickans sida,&lt;br /&gt;fanns han troget kvar som han sagt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men för flickan var nu tiden mogen,&lt;br /&gt;än längre hennes hjärta brann.&lt;br /&gt;Och dagen grydde och flickan flydde,&lt;br /&gt;för att söka en annan man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men det budet snart till gråben nådde&lt;br /&gt;och gråtande så sprang han ut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och över berg genom ben och märg,&lt;br /&gt;kunde männen höra vargens brustna hjärtas tjut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och tösen nya karlen rådde&lt;br /&gt;att rid iväg för fullan hov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men trotts hästens dans&lt;br /&gt;fick han ingen chans,&lt;br /&gt;nej mannen föll för roven rov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I en varman hand mot kallan loven.&lt;br /&gt;Jag ska göra dig till min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Känn hjärtat sticka du vargaflicka,&lt;br /&gt;jag undra vad den tösen har uti sitt sinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varman hand mot kallan loven,&lt;br /&gt;flickan tog i handan sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hör vargar yla i vinterkyla,&lt;br /&gt;jag ska göra dig till min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men flickan visste att ulvar elden skydde,&lt;br /&gt;så hon satte eld på hela byn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin by i eld hon döpte,&lt;br /&gt;och männen löpte,&lt;br /&gt;alltmedan slog högre upp i skyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;men se den ulven aldrig flydde&lt;br /&gt;tillsammans gick de upp i fyr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mot varandras arm i en eld så varm,&lt;br /&gt;fick vargamann och mö sitt sista äventyr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lågan av den röda glöden,&lt;br /&gt;änn en gång de båda brann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utav lågor kysst sen blev allting tyst,&lt;br /&gt;men tystnaden vittnar om att vargakärleken är sann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tillsammans fick de möta döden,&lt;br /&gt;tillsammans fick de brinna ut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och i hettans plåga och eldens låga&lt;br /&gt;fann de två varann igen tillslut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I en varman hand mot kallan loven.&lt;br /&gt;Jag ska göra dig till min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Känn hjärtat sticka du vargaflicka,&lt;br /&gt;jag undra vad den tösen har uti sitt sinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varman hand mot kallan loven,&lt;br /&gt;flickan tog i handan sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hör vargar yla i vinterkyla&lt;br /&gt;jag skall göra dig till,&lt;br /&gt;jag skall göra dig till,&lt;br /&gt;jag ska göra dig till min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-2866901791385801278?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/2866901791385801278/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/vargaflickan.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2866901791385801278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2866901791385801278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/vargaflickan.html' title='Vargaflickan'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-3866037360644984219</id><published>2009-07-12T12:15:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T12:16:33.531+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingen äger morgondagen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Slm3z9cWZmI/AAAAAAAAAQM/iRmMeXx8gGQ/s1600-h/INgen+%C3%A4ger+morgondagen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 131px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Slm3z9cWZmI/AAAAAAAAAQM/iRmMeXx8gGQ/s400/INgen+%C3%A4ger+morgondagen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357515335028598370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-3866037360644984219?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/3866037360644984219/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/ingen-ager-mogondagen.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3866037360644984219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3866037360644984219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/ingen-ager-mogondagen.html' title='Ingen äger morgondagen.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Slm3z9cWZmI/AAAAAAAAAQM/iRmMeXx8gGQ/s72-c/INgen+%C3%A4ger+morgondagen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-825418298567689763</id><published>2009-07-10T23:16:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:19:34.356+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much!</title><content type='html'>Too much to write about, too much to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't be arsed... I really can't be arsed *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry everyone for beeing so meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-825418298567689763?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/825418298567689763/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-much.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/825418298567689763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/825418298567689763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/too-much.html' title='Too much!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8857732093970808137</id><published>2009-07-04T12:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T12:14:13.943+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Thunderstorms</title><content type='html'>I just love thunderstorms.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting on the balcony yestarday. Lightnings everywhere. It was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an amazing feeling, sitting there in the dark..&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time I could really relax in quite a while.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sk8rU-25fNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MHqkQjKmto8/s1600-h/lightning-gallery-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sk8rU-25fNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MHqkQjKmto8/s400/lightning-gallery-14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354546121437445330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8857732093970808137?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8857732093970808137/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/thunderstorms.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8857732093970808137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8857732093970808137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/07/thunderstorms.html' title='Thunderstorms'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sk8rU-25fNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MHqkQjKmto8/s72-c/lightning-gallery-14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5834926100989817178</id><published>2009-06-29T23:05:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:10:29.053+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Two more!</title><content type='html'>Bah. The other blogg thingy refused to take these two pictures. So have to make a new one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Skks9swT4nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zA8vHlgLEJE/s1600-h/P1020133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Skks9swT4nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zA8vHlgLEJE/s400/P1020133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352859070603977330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy cutie on our way there &lt;3 The train ride was the suxxor though. Atleast he was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Skks0c07A0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/cR-4k_9l5TI/s1600-h/P1020130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Skks0c07A0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/cR-4k_9l5TI/s400/P1020130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352858911709528898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand a sneaky dooz. :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5834926100989817178?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5834926100989817178/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-more.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5834926100989817178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5834926100989817178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-more.html' title='Two more!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Skks9swT4nI/AAAAAAAAAP8/zA8vHlgLEJE/s72-c/P1020133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8900087416296673080</id><published>2009-06-29T22:42:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:00:21.601+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some Random Metal town pictures!(Thanks Dooz)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkqYk_HBsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T8xo2Dl-9s0/s1600-h/P1020187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkqYk_HBsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T8xo2Dl-9s0/s400/P1020187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352856233840150210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people at Slipknot. We were leaving in half the consert and watched it from a bridge. (Didn't want to leave together with 20 k other people squeezing out &gt;&lt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkqRhpx8OI/AAAAAAAAAPc/L4pL9Xnqoqk/s1600-h/P1020143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkqRhpx8OI/AAAAAAAAAPc/L4pL9Xnqoqk/s400/P1020143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352856112686297314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me beeing awesome. And the dude to the left behind me is Moaldi (Patrick) Aka Semi god and a member of Team Awesome. Yes, thats how Awesome he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkqFcW5SxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/sGmyTU0uZlk/s1600-h/P1020144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkqFcW5SxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/sGmyTU0uZlk/s400/P1020144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352855905106479890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chal! In a freeking scarf! I would die horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Skkp6ERiJMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ljiJqRt3Yew/s1600-h/P1020142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Skkp6ERiJMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/ljiJqRt3Yew/s400/P1020142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352855709662979266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random slimey dude named Eskil to the left, Tobur in the Middle and a Happy Irre to the right. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Skkpp6VemuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/KNABrtUmtTo/s1600-h/P1020195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Skkpp6VemuI/AAAAAAAAAPE/KNABrtUmtTo/s400/P1020195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352855432117263074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of us going crazy on Mustach. It was freeking awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkpjM3sJ7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/TdocP6vfIwo/s1600-h/P1020182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkpjM3sJ7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/TdocP6vfIwo/s400/P1020182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352855316833511346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't even have to tell how awesome it was. His laugh.. Made me happy in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkpJM8TtjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YwsXc5ZvE8Y/s1600-h/P1020138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkpJM8TtjI/AAAAAAAAAO0/YwsXc5ZvE8Y/s400/P1020138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352854870176282162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An amused Tobur, and a not so amused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8900087416296673080?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8900087416296673080/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8900087416296673080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8900087416296673080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SkkqYk_HBsI/AAAAAAAAAPk/T8xo2Dl-9s0/s72-c/P1020187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5208276425304134560</id><published>2009-06-28T12:55:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:14:44.955+02:00</updated><title type='text'>So much pain... And awesomness.</title><content type='html'>Finnnally home. My feets are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might have figured, I just got back from Metaltown. It was so fucking awesome! *dances around* Too bad me and Irre can't walk anymore due to our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;raped feets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High heels and jumping around is not a good combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived there on thursday we had to wait a while for the norweegian people to guide us to the hotel. And when they did, we noticed the hotel was just over the street. xD Bloody sweet. The hotel rooms were really nice. And as they promised, no norweegian guys in our room. (Long story short. Garandil had planned on Tobur sleeping in mine and Irres room. But that was just a no no.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We head too a dutch resturant straight after to get some stuffs to eat as soon as we had left all our crap in the hotel room. Apperently Gara and Moaldi had eaten there alot the last year. And it was indeed awesome! Om nom nom. It was so bloody hot, so me and Irre couldn't eat though. So the only thing we ordered was Ice cream with strawberries and Tequila (xD) And I just noticed that icecream and tequila is very good to mix... I know.. Anyway. It was nice meeting the norweegian guys, seeing the faces behind the screens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some eating and drinking there, we head back to the hotel, continueing to drink there. (It's a miracle I didn't call you ako &lt;3) and we just generally had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after, at 8 I went up with Ash and picked Chalgaz up from the train station. I was not in a very awake mood. But I thought that no one els would go up and do it, so I forced myself up. grabbed the nearest clothes and started to crawl there. I was very happy when I found Ash heading there aswell. \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After picking him up, we had the beast breakfast ever on the hotel! Om nom nom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should tell wich people were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me *flexes*, Ash ofcourse. Dooz and Irre. Chal joined us the day after *points up*&lt;br /&gt;And then the norweegian guys: Garandil (kristian), Tobur (Ruben), Moaldi (Patrick Aka Team Awesome) and Eskil.... some random dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma continue to write as soon as I can be arsed... now, Im going to attend my poor poor feets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5208276425304134560?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5208276425304134560/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-much-pain-and-awesomness.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5208276425304134560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5208276425304134560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-much-pain-and-awesomness.html' title='So much pain... And awesomness.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-7919583948073477596</id><published>2009-06-24T18:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:00:45.057+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck yeah! :D:D:D</title><content type='html'>I've lost 19 kg. And just reached my second goal just in time for Metal town! Fuck yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dances to Disturbed*!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-7919583948073477596?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/7919583948073477596/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/fuck-yeah-ddd.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7919583948073477596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7919583948073477596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/fuck-yeah-ddd.html' title='Fuck yeah! :D:D:D'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-46239629889893732</id><published>2009-06-22T15:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:12:57.271+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikaros</title><content type='html'>Today I saw the most beautiful dog ever! His name was Ikaros. A shit big rottweiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so awesomly cute! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as he saw me he instantly started to try to get to me. The girl having the leech tried to stop him, but I said it was alright, since I had planned on getting myself one. And he was so adorable &lt;3 The cuddliest dog ever! So adorable. *sigh* If I only had time for one.&lt;br /&gt;I was standing there patting him for ages it seemed. &lt;br /&gt;*cuddles dog*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sj-C6NWXSzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CZ-WK94dRYo/s1600-h/rottwiler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sj-C6NWXSzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CZ-WK94dRYo/s400/rottwiler.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350138818866924338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-46239629889893732?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/46239629889893732/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/ikaros.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/46239629889893732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/46239629889893732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/ikaros.html' title='Ikaros'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sj-C6NWXSzI/AAAAAAAAAOs/CZ-WK94dRYo/s72-c/rottwiler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6835342527135138375</id><published>2009-06-18T10:31:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:52:07.075+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kollektivet Trollsvansen</title><content type='html'>Japp, då har vi en ny medlem i vårt lilla kollektiv här på Rönnbergagatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Välkommen Irre. Hoppas du kommer trivas bra här. Om det är någonting kan du komma till receptionen så får du en kram och en kudde. ^^&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SjoADekcuxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rZq3GSZOb8U/s1600-h/P1010904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SjoADekcuxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rZq3GSZOb8U/s320/P1010904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348587567201434386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6835342527135138375?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6835342527135138375/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/kollektivet-trollsvansen.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6835342527135138375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6835342527135138375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/kollektivet-trollsvansen.html' title='Kollektivet Trollsvansen'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SjoADekcuxI/AAAAAAAAAOk/rZq3GSZOb8U/s72-c/P1010904.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-884147357334149455</id><published>2009-06-12T21:51:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:11:03.160+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh</title><content type='html'>Dom sista banden är släppta nu till Metaltown. Tyvärr ingen jag hört talas om alls. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hade gett allt för att få se Mercenary igen.. Do want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u93En-YGzKo&amp;amp;hl=sv&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u93En-YGzKo&amp;amp;hl=sv&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u93En-YGzKo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-884147357334149455?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/884147357334149455/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/meh.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/884147357334149455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/884147357334149455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/meh.html' title='Meh'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1568064128594897699</id><published>2009-06-08T08:30:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:34:43.771+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>I just had to post this picture, I think it really catched my personality.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SiywP7cdmBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/07kQ5bA4mR8/s1600-h/P1020037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SiywP7cdmBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/07kQ5bA4mR8/s320/P1020037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344840645483534354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SiywlLxTBiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uH_f4_thtbA/s1600-h/P1010916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SiywlLxTBiI/AAAAAAAAAOc/uH_f4_thtbA/s320/P1010916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344841010643142178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaand, a cute picture on Irre. Damn what a team we are. Team pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1568064128594897699?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1568064128594897699/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1568064128594897699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1568064128594897699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SiywP7cdmBI/AAAAAAAAAOU/07kQ5bA4mR8/s72-c/P1020037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6163354502970051212</id><published>2009-06-08T07:12:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:17:49.375+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Working time.</title><content type='html'>My first day at work now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im abit stupid going up this early, since I don't start until 13.00, but I couldn't go back too sleep after Asrahn went off to his work.&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty sorry for him, he is sick, but has to go to work anyway. :&lt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't get home until 22.00 probebly, if not later depending on how fast I can get back with the bike. Hmm.. Ah well, going to take a shower. Wish me luck!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Siye87MEW1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/nj7TijC84Nc/s1600-h/P1010908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Siye87MEW1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/nj7TijC84Nc/s400/P1010908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344821627299584850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6163354502970051212?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6163354502970051212/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/working-time.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6163354502970051212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6163354502970051212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/working-time.html' title='Working time.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Siye87MEW1I/AAAAAAAAAOM/nj7TijC84Nc/s72-c/P1010908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-7133786258669770032</id><published>2009-06-06T17:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:54:06.074+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stoff</title><content type='html'>Just got home from the market thingy... And Holy shit im Poor now. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as big as I expected, but It had its charm. And alot of shops you just couldn't ignore &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I bought a beautiful necklace that will look awesome when Im going to the larp later this year. A ring that suits it, very pretty :3&lt;br /&gt;And some costum uses things like an IC knife, keys and candle holders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should be more markest like this *dreams* But then again.. I would get shit poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash and dooz bought some stuffs aswell, but can't be arsed writing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best salesmen ever was there! Black Sören!&lt;br /&gt;He was awesome, making tar and selling these lotion things made of honey and alot of natural products. He showed me a magic trick that was so awesome, that I just couldn't resist buying one of his lotion stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cool. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad that I never got to meet Taj, since she swent away from the place 10 minutes befor we got there. :&lt; Ah well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pats necklace* I like..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-7133786258669770032?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/7133786258669770032/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/stoff.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7133786258669770032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7133786258669770032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/stoff.html' title='The Stoff'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-7093218623182097861</id><published>2009-06-06T12:25:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:27:58.732+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Medival Market... thing</title><content type='html'>We are heading to a Medival market thingy! Its pretty close by, and I hope it will be great fun!&lt;br /&gt;Me Dooz and Ash is on our way now... Abit late, since we were planning on leaving around 12, but meh. Can't have everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Taj will be there, talking about their larping community. Gonna go and poke her :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will tell you guys what happened over there! See yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-7093218623182097861?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/7093218623182097861/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/medival-market-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7093218623182097861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7093218623182097861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/medival-market-thing.html' title='Medival Market... thing'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-838887131012506036</id><published>2009-06-02T14:42:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:41:43.399+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ångest</title><content type='html'>Det är svårt... Alla runt omkring mig mår dåligt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag försöker hjälpa till, ge råd och stötta... Jag hatar den maktlösa känslan av att man inte kan göra någonting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ångest. &gt;&lt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SiUsDTQTwgI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bpe0ihsFehM/s1600-h/1195018166344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SiUsDTQTwgI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bpe0ihsFehM/s400/1195018166344.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342724968164868610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-838887131012506036?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/838887131012506036/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/angest.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/838887131012506036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/838887131012506036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/06/angest.html' title='Ångest'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SiUsDTQTwgI/AAAAAAAAAOE/bpe0ihsFehM/s72-c/1195018166344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-2389840410249371932</id><published>2009-05-29T11:03:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:05:02.781+02:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>A word of advice kids, don't blogg and wait for the water in the bathtub to fill up. It easy gets messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had a camera for this. Half the bathroom floor is filled with water. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-2389840410249371932?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/2389840410249371932/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_29.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2389840410249371932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2389840410249371932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_29.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-294448942511957059</id><published>2009-05-29T10:11:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:19:25.872+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lungt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Känns som att allt verkar lösa sig sakta men säkert. Richard har fått ett jobb nu i 3 månader. Och jag börjar sakta men säkert få mina tider. Känns bra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pratade med chefen på stället jag ska till (Självklart hade jag fått Metal town helgen uppbokad) Hade sagt till att jag inte kunde där, men av någon anledning hade det inte uppdateras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Men hon verkade jätteförstående och snäll, så förhoppningsvis så kan jag byta med någon av de andra vikarierna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kanske ska på fest hos Tomas imorgon. Får se hur min mage mår imorgon. Just nu mår den inge vidare :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missade Tajs träning i måndags. Var lite bittert, men kunde inte ta mig dit. Inte lätt att vara fattig i dagens samhälle *suck* Om jag har tur kan jag nog komma nästa vecka iallafall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vad mer att blogg om... När jag nu äntligen har fått arslet ur vagnen och göra det.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nej, jag tar ett bad istället, så får vi se om jag kommit på något smart tills jag är tillbaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Todelo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Och yeah.. En random bild till er.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sh-aeajOG9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/bndq6wHSpks/s1600-h/1204812751604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sh-aeajOG9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/bndq6wHSpks/s400/1204812751604.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341157530398497746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-294448942511957059?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/294448942511957059/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/lungt.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/294448942511957059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/294448942511957059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/lungt.html' title='Lungt.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sh-aeajOG9I/AAAAAAAAAN0/bndq6wHSpks/s72-c/1204812751604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-7587046956301885712</id><published>2009-05-26T11:47:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:50:04.633+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>Finally I've booked the last room on the hotel, so now people acually have a place to stay :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Shu7A5TRGGI/AAAAAAAAANs/UZi8laJoTio/s1600-h/main-bg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 123px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Shu7A5TRGGI/AAAAAAAAANs/UZi8laJoTio/s400/main-bg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340067407233882210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metaltown, here we come :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-7587046956301885712?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/7587046956301885712/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7587046956301885712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7587046956301885712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Shu7A5TRGGI/AAAAAAAAANs/UZi8laJoTio/s72-c/main-bg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6428397304735161424</id><published>2009-05-23T15:48:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:51:11.642+02:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BANDS!</title><content type='html'>Behold, the awesome bands that will play on Metaltown! *drools*&lt;br /&gt;And still there are more to come. Im crossing my fingers for Mercenary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;Volbeat&lt;br /&gt;Napalm Death&lt;br /&gt;Meshuggah&lt;br /&gt;Pain&lt;br /&gt;Trivium&lt;br /&gt;Children Of Bodom&lt;br /&gt;Municipal Waste&lt;br /&gt;Hatesphere&lt;br /&gt;Dead By April&lt;br /&gt;Pilgrimz&lt;br /&gt;Bullet&lt;br /&gt;Hellzapoppin&lt;br /&gt;Sterbhaus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;DIR EN GREY&lt;br /&gt;Dragonforce&lt;br /&gt;Opeth&lt;br /&gt;The Haunted&lt;br /&gt;All That Remains&lt;br /&gt;Mustasch&lt;br /&gt;My Dying Bride&lt;br /&gt;Bring Me The Horizon&lt;br /&gt;Girugamesh&lt;br /&gt;Mucc&lt;br /&gt;Cult Of Luna&lt;br /&gt;Evergrey&lt;br /&gt;August Burns Red&lt;br /&gt;Hellzapoppin&lt;br /&gt;All Hell&lt;br /&gt;Illfigure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be most awesome and metal :&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6428397304735161424?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6428397304735161424/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/bands.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6428397304735161424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6428397304735161424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/bands.html' title='THE BANDS!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1056000981374642587</id><published>2009-05-23T11:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:14:53.798+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolverine</title><content type='html'>Såg wolverine på bio igår. Jag kan ju säga att den var pretty badass. Jag gillade den.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ShfLTCAzADI/AAAAAAAAANc/74_2zh7C4eE/s1600-h/wolverine_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ShfLTCAzADI/AAAAAAAAANc/74_2zh7C4eE/s400/wolverine_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338959411089178674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag menar... Kolla bara på bilden, det kan ju inte bli bättre? Eller jo, kanske. Men huvudsaken var att filmen var bra! :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan helt klart rekomendera den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uppdate på jobb fronten: Sitter fortfarande och väntar på att jag ska få mina tider. Ska ringa dom på måndag och höra efter vart dom har tagit vägen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Måste komma igång och träna igen. Känner att jag har slappat till lite väl mycket dom senaste veckorna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fick dessutom en rolig nyhet igåt. Tomas ska också till Metaltown! Med sin tjej! Kommer bli så sjukt roligt :D&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ShfocVB3spI/AAAAAAAAANk/JVpDyBxKF20/s1600-h/P1000517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ShfocVB3spI/AAAAAAAAANk/JVpDyBxKF20/s400/P1000517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338991456649982610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trion United.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1056000981374642587?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1056000981374642587/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/wolverine.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1056000981374642587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1056000981374642587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/wolverine.html' title='Wolverine'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ShfLTCAzADI/AAAAAAAAANc/74_2zh7C4eE/s72-c/wolverine_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1801766157703809012</id><published>2009-05-18T12:09:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:15:09.800+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Metal town</title><content type='html'>Im going to metal town. Im going to metal town! *dances*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, things seems to be fucking up with the hotel bookings. *mumbels* Why can't things ever go as planned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse you Scandic Hotels. And since I kinda, without my knowladge. Got booked into it, I have to get the rest of the lovely people in there aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wich me luck. Norweegian people are not easy to handle with. Trust me on that. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1801766157703809012?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1801766157703809012/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/metal-town.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1801766157703809012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1801766157703809012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/metal-town.html' title='Metal town'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8543011453802229299</id><published>2009-05-15T10:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T11:03:12.836+02:00</updated><title type='text'>:&gt;</title><content type='html'>Meh, måste börja ta mig i kragen och skriva mer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Så.. vad har hänt den senaste tiden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag fick jobb igår!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;Inte fått mina tider än, men ska jobba på ett korttids boende på Gryta. Ska får 3 månader troligen :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skönt att äntligen ha fått svar från något. Lite synd med Uppsala jobbet, men dom lät så skeptiska, och jag kommer troligen få fortsätta gå som timis efter att mitt sommar vikariat har tagit slut.&lt;br /&gt;Sitter bara och väntar på att dom ska ringa upp igen och ge mig tiderna. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sg0vvBALMJI/AAAAAAAAANU/YS9A0-k1aBc/s1600-h/DSCN0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sg0vvBALMJI/AAAAAAAAANU/YS9A0-k1aBc/s400/DSCN0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335973618273431698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi har nu ringat in hela balkongen med nät för att en viss liten katt inte ska smita. Vi hade en bitter granne som kom och knackade på förra veckan då katterna smitit över till hans balkong. Lite lagom pinsamt sådär. Så nu har Richard fixat upp hela stället med nät. Men tro fan inte att den lilla jäveln lyckas med att nästan smita iallafall! Hon hängde längst upp i nätet, så det böjdes bakåt, sen så klättrade hon, PÅ VÄGGEN och försökte smita ut genom hålet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag har aldrig sett en mer bitter katt som när jag klippte klorna på henne. Hon var så sjukt bitter på mig hela dagen. Snacka om att vara långsint. Jag funderar på att döpa om henne från Donna till Bitch. Psycho och Bitch... Varför får vi sånna störda djur?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8543011453802229299?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8543011453802229299/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8543011453802229299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8543011453802229299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=':&gt;'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sg0vvBALMJI/AAAAAAAAANU/YS9A0-k1aBc/s72-c/DSCN0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-4664582514267411737</id><published>2009-05-02T11:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:47:10.700+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Valborg</title><content type='html'>Hade så sjukt kul på Valborg :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lite problem med diverse saker som strulade innan vi kom iväg, bittra tanter på bussarna och plånböcker som försvann spårlöst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men efter mycket om och men så kom jag och Ash iväg!&lt;br /&gt;Hoppar av vid Ekonomikum för att träffa Tomas, men shit vad folk det var. Var inne vid runt 5, och man kunde inte ens se gräset för allt folk. Helvete vad en massa snubbar. Världens festival känsla. Och ingen Tomas i sikte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi gick runt lite där och träffade Sammys dubbelgångare som hette Mikael tror jag. Tydligen får han höra hela tiden att han ser ut som Sammy xD Men ingen Tomas i sikte den pitten. Så jag och Richard dissar honom och drar till Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vart grillning och en massa alkohol. Var så sjukt roligt! Önskar jag hade haft kameran med. Dazz kom lite senare runt 7. Och vi var alla imponerade över hans förmåga att hitta rätt på direkten. Det var som han hade bott här för alltid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Träffade en massa trevligt folk, och vilket underbart väder! Stekar med potatis sallad var mycket välkommna. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blev sjukt kallt senare dock, och Jag och Fredrik (Andrea's kille) stod och dyrkade grillen, som vi senare såg liknade en jätte penis, vilket var ganska disturbing i början. Men vi vande oss snabbt och bad om värme och glädje från vår nya jätte penis dyrkan. Varm och skön var den iallafall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men tillslut blev det för kallt och vi flyttade in i deras lägenhet. Mycket spännande konversationer om allt från spel till paranormala upplevelser. Väldigt underhållande.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kan ju säga att Canabis absinten var ju ingen höjdare, det värmde bra i magen. Eller snarare eldade upp hela käften och magsäcken. Tur att jag bara smuttade lite på den xD Nej, jag håller mig till mina groggar och Smirnoff, och Dazz White Russians (Även om dom inte var mina :3 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iallafall, to summon it all upp. Det var en sjukt roligt fest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och shit, jag ÄLSKAR deras lägenhet. Fy fan vad fin den är. Så himmla underbar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagen efter.. Mådde man ju sådär... Men, det var ändå länge sen jag mådde så bra från att vara bakis. Men jag kunde spöa folk för ost. Världens mysko grej. Jag kunde inte sluta tänka på ost.&lt;br /&gt;Så vi drog och handlade, då köpte jag ost chips, med en ost dipp, och lite extra ost på sidan om. Jag trodde jag skulle dö xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kommer inte kunna äta ost på ett helt år defter det här, men shit vad gott det var &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Vart as ledsen när Pizza snubben glömde osten på min kebeb sallad :&lt; Hela dagen var förstörd! Iallafall några minuter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aja, ska vika lite tvätt nu! Hoppas alla hade en lika trevlig valborg som vi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-4664582514267411737?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/4664582514267411737/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/valborg.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4664582514267411737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4664582514267411737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/05/valborg.html' title='Valborg'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-2668370328401090461</id><published>2009-04-28T18:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:43:54.740+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell yeah!</title><content type='html'>Intervjun gick asbra igår!&lt;br /&gt;Hurra!&lt;br /&gt;Här har jag gått med ångest alldeles i onödan.&lt;br /&gt;Hon sa att om inte mine referenser säger nått skumt, så skulle et inte vara några problem. :)&lt;br /&gt;Dessutom så ska Richard på intervju imogon! Hurra :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-2668370328401090461?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/2668370328401090461/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/hell-yeah.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2668370328401090461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2668370328401090461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/hell-yeah.html' title='Hell yeah!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5277830963324352326</id><published>2009-04-26T21:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:53:56.233+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Hej ångest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jag pendlar just nu mellan att ha panik ångest, och bara må riktigts skit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Just det, jag ska på jobb intervju imorgon. Och jag vill verkligen ha jobbet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Det hade varit bättre om jag inte ville ha det så mycket, för då ahde jag varit med avslappnad. Men nu vill jag verkligen att allt ska gå bra. Och jag har sån djup ångest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vad fan ska man säga på frågorna?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tänk om allt bara låter helt pippat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Argh. &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Är på Pro Aros, innom vård och omsorg. Suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hoppas allt går bra imorgon :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5277830963324352326?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5277830963324352326/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/hej-angest.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5277830963324352326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5277830963324352326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/hej-angest.html' title='Hej ångest.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-281083528390335089</id><published>2009-04-25T23:08:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T23:26:57.888+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Uppsalas adventure</title><content type='html'>Är hemma ifrån Uppsala igen. Var riktigt roligt att träffa Andrea. Vi träffas allt för sällan tycker jag.&lt;br /&gt;En liten shopping runda blev det, med en vit klänning! Tada! Och ett blått linne! Rea ftw. Min färg garderob utökar sig fort. Två färgranna kläder. Holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag gillar Uppsala. Det är en riktigt mysig stad. Oh jäklar vad fint väder det var! Fredrik och Andrea kom och mötte mig när jag hoppade av bussen. Sen så käkade vi sallad. Om nom nom. Jag lyckades nästan välta en skylt docka också. Skillad som alltid, och  så har jag en intensiv röv i håret.&lt;br /&gt;... xD&lt;br /&gt;Har färgat håret och räkade göra en liten felsägning...&lt;br /&gt;Men men! Snyggt blev det! Riktigt as fin röd :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lägger upp en bild såfort jag kan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-281083528390335089?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/281083528390335089/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/uppsalas-adventure.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/281083528390335089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/281083528390335089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/uppsalas-adventure.html' title='Uppsalas adventure'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-3319337592831170828</id><published>2009-04-25T08:20:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:24:25.347+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jag kommer döden dööö</title><content type='html'>Shit vad trött jag är &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Ska till Andrea i Uppsala... Och jag gick inte och la mig i allt för god tid igår kväll/imorse.&lt;br /&gt;*dör*&lt;br /&gt;Får försöka sova på bussen eller nått!&lt;br /&gt;Aja... En energi dryck borde få lite fart på mig... Hoppas jag.&lt;br /&gt;Argh! Vill sova mer! *dör igen*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfKsgx7Y5LI/AAAAAAAAANM/jI8s6zuih4Y/s1600-h/sova_logo_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfKsgx7Y5LI/AAAAAAAAANM/jI8s6zuih4Y/s400/sova_logo_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328510988290942130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-3319337592831170828?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/3319337592831170828/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/jag-kommer-doden-dooo.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3319337592831170828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3319337592831170828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/jag-kommer-doden-dooo.html' title='Jag kommer döden dööö'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfKsgx7Y5LI/AAAAAAAAANM/jI8s6zuih4Y/s72-c/sova_logo_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-9118579813790005032</id><published>2009-04-24T21:35:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:43:06.470+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Schallo dar</title><content type='html'>Idag har jag varit hos min jobb coatch, fått en massa tips och shit till vad jag ska säga på intervjun på måndag. Gah, jag är så nervös &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skakade hand med våran snälla granne Sigge också (tror han hett så) och drog sen över till Linda och Vomyr och paintade lite grejer. Jag har målat en orc, en space wolf och en Space Marine. Fan vad bra jag är.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skulle lagt upp bilder på dom snygga tröjorna jag har köpt, men min kamera hatar mig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until latersss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-9118579813790005032?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/9118579813790005032/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/idag-har-jag-varit-hos-min-jobb-coatch.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/9118579813790005032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/9118579813790005032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/idag-har-jag-varit-hos-min-jobb-coatch.html' title='Schallo dar'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-751080829423679229</id><published>2009-04-23T15:59:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:08:56.277+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Irre and her.. things</title><content type='html'>Since Irre doesn't have a blog to write things on, I have to do it for her :&gt; To spread the adventures of her life.&lt;br /&gt;Atleast this one :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, once upon a time, there was an Irre sitting on her balcony smoking. Suddenly, she accidently dropped her ciggaret, and as if the gods had made it themselves, the ciggaret blow in on the balcony below her. She peers down and notices that the ciggarett had landed on their neighbors cloth-chairs, and smoke started to rise.&lt;br /&gt;So she ran down as fast as she could, knocking on their door... No answer.&lt;br /&gt;By this time Irre has paniced, running up again, looking down and sees that the chair has started to burn. So she runs in, takes the closest thing nearby. A sausepan, fills it with water and tries to put out the fire whiling hanging over her balcony trying to splat some water over it. After running in and out with more and more water, the fire was finallly out! (just imagine the sight)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Irre xD&lt;br /&gt;She wrote a letter telling their neighbors why they had a half burned chair and half their balcony in water. Apperently they are on veccation or something, becasue she hasn't heard from them yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, who is an aweful friend, thought this was hilarious. xD To bad im not as good as telling it on english as swedish. She called me some minutes later when this had happened. And.. yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! Ladies and gentlemen. Here is a picture of ... *drums* Irre! (On a balcony, fitting enough) ;&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfB2VRTR4tI/AAAAAAAAANE/Yi_tf6pYf84/s1600-h/CIMG0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfB2VRTR4tI/AAAAAAAAANE/Yi_tf6pYf84/s400/CIMG0704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327888466972893906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-751080829423679229?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/751080829423679229/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/irre-and-her-things.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/751080829423679229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/751080829423679229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/irre-and-her-things.html' title='Irre and her.. things'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfB2VRTR4tI/AAAAAAAAANE/Yi_tf6pYf84/s72-c/CIMG0704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-115845326242542398</id><published>2009-04-23T15:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:59:21.651+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ako and Vomyr :o</title><content type='html'>For some reason, my blogg hates Vomyr and akoo, and deleted their picture :o&lt;br /&gt;So imma fool the blog and put up them in a new instead! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;Janeva VS Blog  1-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfB0Mm85zHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sz1J22JdN-k/s1600-h/CIMG0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfB0Mm85zHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sz1J22JdN-k/s400/CIMG0700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327886119142542450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-115845326242542398?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/115845326242542398/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/ako-and-vomyr-o.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/115845326242542398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/115845326242542398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/ako-and-vomyr-o.html' title='Ako and Vomyr :o'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfB0Mm85zHI/AAAAAAAAAM8/sz1J22JdN-k/s72-c/CIMG0700.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8508601824810700988</id><published>2009-04-23T15:42:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:14:29.073+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazyness</title><content type='html'>Meh, I should be better to update stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't be arsed &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfByaT_E_aI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bKo2lQ5W5aU/s1600-h/CIMG0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfByaT_E_aI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bKo2lQ5W5aU/s400/CIMG0698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327884155546303906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andreas, Fredrik and Nisse in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akoo and Vomyr :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfByBcmNWfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aTPsJP6A3OE/s1600-h/CIMG0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfByBcmNWfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/aTPsJP6A3OE/s400/CIMG0727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327883728361183730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love Asrahn, happy and drunk. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfBxvx3qFCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kyr6LK3_beA/s1600-h/CIMG0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfBxvx3qFCI/AAAAAAAAAMU/kyr6LK3_beA/s400/CIMG0733.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327883424833868834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were enjoying the Rock Band :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfBxgBehYPI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xMfhapx_q08/s1600-h/CIMG0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfBxgBehYPI/AAAAAAAAAMM/xMfhapx_q08/s400/CIMG0718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327883154145501426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Irre beeing awesome, not really sure what Im doing though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfBxEEDEWCI/AAAAAAAAAME/1kXzTrtuIa0/s1600-h/CIMG0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfBxEEDEWCI/AAAAAAAAAME/1kXzTrtuIa0/s400/CIMG0714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327882673799321634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taj and Dazz! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was an awesome party. To bad Tomas, Madde and Fanni couldn't make it... Thinking about making a new one, just so people can come together again. It is to little parties around here!&lt;br /&gt;Give more parties people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8508601824810700988?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8508601824810700988/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazyness.html#comment-form' title='6 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8508601824810700988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8508601824810700988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazyness.html' title='Lazyness'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SfByaT_E_aI/AAAAAAAAAMs/bKo2lQ5W5aU/s72-c/CIMG0698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1879831407479584923</id><published>2009-04-15T21:43:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T21:59:53.622+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Svenska idioter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SeY77gYACXI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1_YUejixxAQ/s1600-h/1varg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 367px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SeY77gYACXI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1_YUejixxAQ/s400/1varg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325009502901111154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Varför finns det så många jävla idioter här i Sverige?&lt;br /&gt;Sitter och kollar på efterlyst. Dom jagar ner och försöker bli av med vargar genom att lägga gift i älg kadaver och köttbullar. Vad arg och ledsen man blir. Några insnöade bönder som är för rädda för sin egen skull.&lt;br /&gt;Och att lägga ut köttbullar för att ta död på vargungar är ju bara lågt... Men det dom inte verkar fatta är ju att allt annat liv också tar stryk. Många fridlysta fåglar mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag hoppas verkligen att nån kommer att stiga from och berätta vilka som ligger bakom. Svenska vargstammen är hotad så det räcker utan att några idioter ska ta kål på det som finns kvar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det verkade ju inte ens handla om folk som är rädda om sina djur om dom har farmer och sånt, utan det verkar ju bara vara allmänt hat. Hur kan man hata sådana vackra djur? Dom attackerar ju inte människor heller, om det inte är något extremt fall, men har aldrig hört talas om det.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och om det skulle vara så att idioterna är rädda att dom ska ta deras djur... Dom har kommit på en grej om att det enda som vargar någonsin respekterar, är andra vargars territorier. Så dom har börjat använda ljudinspelningar av varg ylanden på gårdar. Vilket gör att andra flockar hör att det är någon annas revir = Dom går inte in där.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, hoppas dom tar dom jävlarna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1879831407479584923?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1879831407479584923/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/svenska-idioter.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1879831407479584923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1879831407479584923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/svenska-idioter.html' title='Svenska idioter'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SeY77gYACXI/AAAAAAAAAL8/1_YUejixxAQ/s72-c/1varg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5275585097148706694</id><published>2009-04-09T17:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T17:57:02.745+02:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLY SHIT!</title><content type='html'>Had just picked up chal from the station when we were heading back to our place.&lt;br /&gt;And behind chal sits a girl around our age. I looked abit at her, just generally, and the girl is sitting there picking her nose. And I mean really digging with her thumb. Not nice at all. So I stare at her, and then she does the most grose thing I have ever seen. She sucks of the thumb..&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad. I just wanted to puke. Now I wanted you to feel equally as bad as I did. So I needed to share this experiance with you. Now you know! Feel bad for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5275585097148706694?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5275585097148706694/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-shit.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5275585097148706694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5275585097148706694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-shit.html' title='HOLY SHIT!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-4570712040977353780</id><published>2009-04-09T09:47:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:50:34.348+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chal</title><content type='html'>Heading down to the station to grab Chal. Bloody awesome that he wanted to come here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 too you.&lt;br /&gt;After that we need to head to the lickerstore. Need to prepare for the party on saturday :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party party.&lt;br /&gt;(Btw, everyone that reads this is invited. Saturday, my place 18.00 *snicker* )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-4570712040977353780?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/4570712040977353780/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/chal.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4570712040977353780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4570712040977353780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/chal.html' title='Chal'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8755046764421747000</id><published>2009-04-03T12:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T19:53:20.714+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Work an' Akoo</title><content type='html'>Was at my job coatch thingy yestarday. And I found this awesome job oppurtunity.&lt;br /&gt;It was a handicapped girl, that loved hardrock and roleplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Edit: That I was about to take care of and help in her daily work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;I think I have never filled out a better application. I really hope I'll get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After beeing there for a good while, I text akoo to see if she was at achool. But as usual since her school is made of awesomness and win, she hadn't even started. And wouldnt for several hours. So I forced her to come down town and we ate some subway together. Om nom nom :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn the weather was awesome. We just walked around town after that talking. It was really sweet. Need to do more of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm right now addicted to a song. Its not a very good song. And nothing I usually listen too.&lt;br /&gt;I'ts a half techno one. And the first time I heard it, It was abit meh.. It was "okey" but nothing I would listen too really just like that.. But the more and more I listen too it.. The more and more I get addicted. I just have to listen one more time. Its sick really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sexy Vampire, Im falling in love. So just bite me baby, and drink all my blood."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As you need my blood more then I...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8755046764421747000?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8755046764421747000/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/work-akoo.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8755046764421747000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8755046764421747000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/work-akoo.html' title='Work an&apos; Akoo'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-2510029147718978378</id><published>2009-04-03T12:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:57:39.290+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Taj!</title><content type='html'>Har inte varit inne på bloggen på ett tag nu, men upptäckte att Taj fyllde år för några dagar sen. Så.. bättre sent än aldrig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grattis!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SdXrlPoT2OI/AAAAAAAAALU/s2wTcfZp3u8/s1600-h/taj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SdXrlPoT2OI/AAAAAAAAALU/s2wTcfZp3u8/s400/taj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320417559891400930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-2510029147718978378?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/2510029147718978378/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/taj.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2510029147718978378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2510029147718978378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/04/taj.html' title='Taj!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SdXrlPoT2OI/AAAAAAAAALU/s2wTcfZp3u8/s72-c/taj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-2661216475230140319</id><published>2009-03-28T12:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:27:06.669+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Grattis Dooz!</title><content type='html'>Dooz fyller år idag. Så jag gör ett grattis blogg inlägg nu :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grattis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sc4Je2PIQFI/AAAAAAAAALM/FdJW8syTHCs/s1600-h/Party+Dooz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sc4Je2PIQFI/AAAAAAAAALM/FdJW8syTHCs/s400/Party+Dooz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318198635530829906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-2661216475230140319?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/2661216475230140319/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/grattis-dooz.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2661216475230140319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2661216475230140319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/grattis-dooz.html' title='Grattis Dooz!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sc4Je2PIQFI/AAAAAAAAALM/FdJW8syTHCs/s72-c/Party+Dooz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-2891040088896621802</id><published>2009-03-27T14:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T14:09:48.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Äntligen!</title><content type='html'>Farsan har precis varit och satt upp spegeln, lite tavlor och saker. Känns så himla skönt! Har haft allt legandes överallt, och vi har bara skjutit upp det hela tiden. Men nu så har vi äntligen fixa det! Yessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Håller på att vår städar. Vi städar verkligen ut allting. Så jäkla skönt när allt är rent och snyggt överallt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SczP1E70IAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iMFEbIHWI48/s1600-h/IMG_1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SczP1E70IAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iMFEbIHWI48/s400/IMG_1798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317853770782351362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;En bild på mig med mitt nyfärgade hår. Det blev likadant som förut. Jag får komma på hur jag ska ändra det tills nästa gång.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-2891040088896621802?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/2891040088896621802/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/antligen.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2891040088896621802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2891040088896621802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/antligen.html' title='Äntligen!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SczP1E70IAI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iMFEbIHWI48/s72-c/IMG_1798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-862873145072843901</id><published>2009-03-24T18:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:23:49.055+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordgubb</title><content type='html'>Jag stinker jordgubb. Inte bara luktar lite diskret, utan jag verkligen stinker jordgubb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag hittade nån gammal parfym från när jag var jätteliten nu när jag håller på och städar. Luktade lite på den. "Owh, jordgubb, nice!" och sen skvätte på lite. Tyckte jag var jättesommrig och fick världens sommar känslor. Men efter att tag så började det inte bara lukta lite diskret, utan nu stinker det verkligen. Och det blir bara värre och värre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Måste ta en dush snart. Det här går ju inte. Känns som man smugglar ett helt jävla jordgubbsland under tröjan. Inte bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagens I-lands problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-862873145072843901?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/862873145072843901/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/jordgubb.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/862873145072843901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/862873145072843901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/jordgubb.html' title='Jordgubb'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-3285364003449475614</id><published>2009-03-21T14:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T14:44:48.721+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail</title><content type='html'>I noticed my last post was quite... Fucked up. No real thread in it so to speak. But well, im not good at writing stuff when im upset. And I really was upset. Bloody movie. *mutters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Was going to go to Stockholm today. Sadly the plan was crushed, since we woke up to late. Fail.&lt;br /&gt; So we've decided to go tomorrow instead! Hurray for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-3285364003449475614?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/3285364003449475614/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/fail.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3285364003449475614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3285364003449475614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/fail.html' title='Fail'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1303662619510020935</id><published>2009-03-20T23:04:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T23:18:17.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Låt den rätte komma in</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScQV7ps1OjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/faO0l7-bEwo/s1600-h/lat+den+ratte+komma+in+omslstorsta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScQV7ps1OjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/faO0l7-bEwo/s400/lat+den+ratte+komma+in+omslstorsta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315397574754384434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irre har varit över idag och igår, och snäll som hon var lämnade hon kvar filmen Låt den rätta komma in. Jag har alltid velat se den, men har inte "been arsed" att göra det, så att säga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Så Nu har Jag Dazz och Richard precis sett den, efter det att jag bakade en tårta som smakade mycket, men mysko. Och en banana split till dom. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iallafall, ganska fort in i filmen upptäckte jag, att jag har läst boken. Jag kom inte ihåg att den hette Låt den rätte komma in. Iallafall blev jag jäkligt besviken på filmen med tanke på att dom lämnat över halva boken ute. Och tjejen som spelade Vampyren Eli... Shit, hon förstörde hela rollen enligt mig iallafall.&lt;br /&gt;Dom lämnade ute så jäkla mycket information. Man får tex reda på att Eli inte är en flicka, och man får se sår / ärret "hon" har. Men man får ju aldrig reda på att det är en vampyr som skar av hela paketet på "henne" och sen gjorde honom till vampyr för att det skulle läka så.&lt;br /&gt;Om dom ska lämna ut sånna saker, kan dom ju lika gärna lämna ut dom detaljerna också, så man slipper sitta och försöka gissa sig till vafan som kan ha hänt. Och vad hände med alla ghoulsen?&lt;br /&gt;Bah.&lt;br /&gt;Det var humor iallafall när the crazy cat lady från Simpson kom fram. Hade glömt det.&lt;br /&gt;Det måste vara över 4 år sen jag läste den... Ska fan läsa om den bara för att jag blev så bitter på filmen.&lt;br /&gt;Bah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1303662619510020935?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1303662619510020935/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/lat-den-ratte-komma-in.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1303662619510020935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1303662619510020935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/lat-den-ratte-komma-in.html' title='Låt den rätte komma in'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScQV7ps1OjI/AAAAAAAAAK0/faO0l7-bEwo/s72-c/lat+den+ratte+komma+in+omslstorsta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-4633286947593430875</id><published>2009-03-19T14:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:26:54.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"No wonder our perception of beauty is distorted"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXaZDZKg4no&amp;amp;hl=sv&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QXaZDZKg4no&amp;amp;hl=sv&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-4633286947593430875?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/4633286947593430875/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/reality.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4633286947593430875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4633286947593430875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/reality.html' title='&quot;No wonder our perception of beauty is distorted&quot;'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8976743061914672416</id><published>2009-03-18T21:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:42:35.609+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Psycho's adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScFa8bPYpjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UgmwkY-dL1I/s1600-h/DSCN0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScFa8bPYpjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UgmwkY-dL1I/s320/DSCN0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314629029424834098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Myes, just like the titel said. Psycho was on an adventure today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending most of my time today cleaning, and Ash's aswell. We decided we could need some fresh air. And since Psycho has been acting really wierd the last week, just wanting to get out on the balcony we decided to take him on a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last failed try to get him out of the door I came up with a brilliant Idee. The last time, he paniced and ran back into the appartment as soon as I opened the door to the outside, probebly since it made such a big noice. So I figured, if Ash was holding up the door, befor we got out there, perhaps he wouldn't be as scared. And as I thought, we got down stairs. He was still abit freked, but I stood still letting him take his time, and suddleny he started to slowly move towards the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. I figured, if I stand on the other side, and show him its nothing dangerous perhaps he wants to go out aswell. So I did, but Psycho pretty much got shitscared as soon as I wasn't backing up his back. And pressed his back towards the stairs, then towards the wall, slowly starting to move forward, since he was curious. But still scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder what his former owner did to him. We got him when he was 10 Months. I ahve heard alot of stories, and I don't like them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScFcUplmdBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/skeDtZZEN5Y/s1600-h/DSCN0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScFcUplmdBI/AAAAAAAAAKs/skeDtZZEN5Y/s320/DSCN0085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314630545104598034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He, himself told me that Psycho, Or "Sötis" As he was called then. "Cuties" would be the name in english, ones jumped out from their balchony. But he couldn't be arsed getting him. So he was standing down there screaming for god knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;And apperently he had put a plastic bag over his head ones, and let him walk around with it on for quite a while. I went like "You did what?!" And gave him this shit evil stare. I don't think he thought I would react like that. Since he saw me as his "Friend" or something like that. And he quickly explained that it wasn't put on tight, that he could have removed it himself anytime if he wanted too.&lt;br /&gt;Might be from there Psycho got his Plastic Fetish.. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I never really talked to the guy alot after that. And I have heard alot of rumors from work that he was treating his cat like shit. Like kicking it into walls and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Psycho turned out like he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im drifting off. I was going to tell what happened when we went out with him. So, he gets outside and at first he just freezes. Like, Holy Shit, im outside. But when I talk abit to him, and he seems to notice that he is alright he gets really curious, and walks around sniffing everything. Both me and Ash gets shit happy, since usually he only tries to run inside again. He walks under bushes, and on the half frozen grass. After a while he jumps over abit of snow, and gets on this spot with ice. And he gets half nervous again. He don't know what to do. He seemed to not like the ice, but he didn't like the snow either, it made noices when he walked on it. But he seemed to enjoy to be outside atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while though, he went into this bike parking thingy, and on his collar is a small metal piece that slams on the Bike parking metal thingy, wich is making a noice making him totaly scared. So he starts jumping trying to get out of the leech, that is making the noice. And in some way, he manages to get out of the collar. So Im standing there, holding a loose leech looking at Psycho that is starting to walk away on his own. Luckely, he ran and sat in a bush near the entrance to our appartment, so I sent Ash inside to run and get his favorit candy, while I kept an eye on him since I wouldn't be able to crawl in there. Or well, I probebly could, but I didn't want to risk scare him off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckly we have a fat cat that likes candy, so when Ash arrives with the candy box, I shake it abit and the little Psychopat comes out from his hiding place, om nom nom'ing the candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just grab him and head back in. My heart was speeding so fast there for a few seconds. I could just see him running away, and never be able to find his way back again.&lt;br /&gt;Back inside I gave him alot more candy, and he looked so very proud that he had been outside.&lt;br /&gt;Little Psycho. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad everything turned out fine. And perhaps I can have him outside like normal cats later on... Not like he ever will be normal, but still&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8976743061914672416?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8976743061914672416/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/psychos-adventure.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8976743061914672416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8976743061914672416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/psychos-adventure.html' title='Psycho&apos;s adventure'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScFa8bPYpjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/UgmwkY-dL1I/s72-c/DSCN0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5460762278425717156</id><published>2009-03-18T17:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T17:18:40.553+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Städa städa</title><content type='html'>Richard och hans mamma har precis åkt iväg med det mesta av skräpet som blev kvar när vi fixade byråerna &lt;-- Säger man så? igår. Dom blev skitbra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu ska vi städa hela jäkla lägenheten så det glänser! Är trött på att det ser ut som nått hej kom och hjälp mig. Att få bort alla kartonger hjälpte ju visserligen jättemycket. Men nu ska alla kläder sorteras och fixas i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oj vad intressant det måste vara att läsa om mina städ dagar xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ska till Stockholm troligen i helgen. En viss snäll Dooz ville att vi skulle hänga på &lt;3. Då är det bara att lyda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aja, åter till tvätten, och dammsugningen, och disken... yeah... :&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, hittade en bild på den mest manliga damsugaren någonsin. Holy shit.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScEew9mSLZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PqkIM_oM1_8/s1600-h/hello_kitty_cleaner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScEew9mSLZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PqkIM_oM1_8/s400/hello_kitty_cleaner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314562861791587730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5460762278425717156?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5460762278425717156/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/stada-stada.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5460762278425717156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5460762278425717156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/stada-stada.html' title='Städa städa'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/ScEew9mSLZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/PqkIM_oM1_8/s72-c/hello_kitty_cleaner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6527959674068449594</id><published>2009-03-17T14:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:54:37.889+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Facepalm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The good ol' times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sb-rgCqtp5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/d_Bt8lKXNEk/s1600-h/Untitle2323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 343px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sb-rgCqtp5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/d_Bt8lKXNEk/s400/Untitle2323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314154652280661906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6527959674068449594?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6527959674068449594/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/team-facepalm.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6527959674068449594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6527959674068449594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/team-facepalm.html' title='Team Facepalm'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sb-rgCqtp5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/d_Bt8lKXNEk/s72-c/Untitle2323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-4182630304985417586</id><published>2009-03-17T12:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:00:45.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogg remake</title><content type='html'>I was abit bored today when I woke up, so I remade my blogg abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta da&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-4182630304985417586?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/4182630304985417586/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogg-remake.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4182630304985417586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4182630304985417586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/blogg-remake.html' title='Blogg remake'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8597915643054595793</id><published>2009-03-16T19:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:17:23.949+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dagens bästa</title><content type='html'>Dagens bästa uttryck. Så jävla humor från Fanni. "Kuk med hus". Fråga inte.. det är nog bäst så.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update hur det går med byrån. ....eh.. jag har öppnat förpackningen på låda 1 av 4. Dumma Ikea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8597915643054595793?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8597915643054595793/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/dagens-basta.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8597915643054595793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8597915643054595793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/dagens-basta.html' title='Dagens bästa'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1940359922288938937</id><published>2009-03-16T10:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:00:02.794+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Arbetsförmedlingen, denna underbara.... ja</title><content type='html'>Ännu en underbar dag i Tess liv. Var kallad till Arbetsförmedlingen, så det var bara att stiga upp tidigt i morse och börja cykla dit. Kom dit lite tidigare än vad jag trodde dock, var där 8.20 När jag var kallad 9.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aja, hon kanske kunde släppa in mig lite tidigare tänkte jag. För en gångs skull så var jag faktiskt sugen på att snacka med nån där. Fick höra om en gammal arbetskamrat som fick jobb genom där på direkten (Om det nu var dom). Så hade en massa att snacka om. Bla att starta eget osv. Men men..&lt;br /&gt;Klockan 9. Ingen Barbro (Japp, så hette min handledare tydligen) i sikte.&lt;br /&gt;Klockan 9.10 så snackade jag med nån som sa att hon skulle komma snart.&lt;br /&gt;Klockan 9.20 sa jag till en annan att jag hade bokad tid, som sa samma sak. Vid den här tidpunkten började jag bli ganska bitter.&lt;br /&gt;Klockan 9.35 så snackade jag med ytterligaren en ung tjej och sa att jag hade tid klockan 9. Så hon gick för att kolla (Äntligen en snäll själ där iallafall)&lt;br /&gt;9.40 Jag får komma till Barbro. Hurra för mig. Hon kom och mötte mig halvvägs, och bad så mycket om ursäkt osv osv. Hon fattade nog mina bittra pikar vid svar som "Inga problem. Jag är van. Sånt här händer varje gång jag är här"&lt;br /&gt;Iallafall visade det sig att hon hade skrivit fel dag i sin kalender. Hon trodde jag skulle komma imorgon istället. .... Happ. Tur att jag tog med mig min kallelse så jag kunde visa henne. Jag misstänkte att nått sånt här kunde hända. Så yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eftersom att hon hade ett möte klockan 10 med en annan person så fick vi gå igenom saker fort som fan. Och med tanke på att jag var ganska bitter vid det här laget så kom jag inte på en enda av alla dom positiva grejerna jag skulle snackat med henne om.&lt;br /&gt;Hon bad ju iallafall om ursäkt typ 100 gånger. Men fattar inte att det alltid händer sånt här skit där.&lt;br /&gt;Man var ju inte förvånad liksom. Och det lilla hopp man hade krossades ju ganska fett. Där fick man för att man för en gångs skull inte hade tappat allt hopp om arbetsförmedlingen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Att jag cyklade dit med punktering på bakre däcket. Tyckte det var tingt som fan att cykla dit. Med tankar som "Men shit vad otränad jag är", "Ska det verkligen vara såhär tungt att cykla" "Argh! Dö backe döööö!". Jag såg att det var lite halv dåligt med luft där bak, men trodde inte det var slut helt. Men icke.&lt;br /&gt;På vägen hem "cyklade" eller snarare stod och forcherade cykeln framåt till en cykelpump som jag visste fanns en bit bort. Och vips, efter det gick det helt plötsligt skitenkelt att cykla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min bittra dag...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Och yeah, det här ljus företaget försökte få mig att börja arbeta svart för dom istället när jag sa att jag inte kunde tack vare A-kasse problemet. Snacka om sekt. *ryser* Tur att jag inte började med det.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nej, nu får jag fan rycka upp mig. Bittra inlägg är inte bra. Nu ska jag försöka få ihop byrån från Ikea, och kasta ut våran gamla garderob. Och förhoppningsvis skriva nått lite mer positivt senare ikväll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1940359922288938937?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1940359922288938937/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/arbetsformedlingen-denna-underbara-ja.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1940359922288938937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1940359922288938937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/arbetsformedlingen-denna-underbara-ja.html' title='Arbetsförmedlingen, denna underbara.... ja'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1861602399446524854</id><published>2009-03-13T11:17:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:47:17.174+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A little update.</title><content type='html'>Need to be better on this update thingy. But in a hurry trying to do stoff and make stoff work. Thought we went on a job intwerwiev yestarday. But apperently it was only this "Sell our stuff" thingy. Just like the homeparty thing was, wich btw I had to give up since the A-kassa said no no to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Werlos for the first time. Sadly I didn't have the time to talk to him alot myself, since we were this big group. But it was awefully fun to see everyone again. Belly, Kroox, Cel, dooz, Marv and Akoo. And Ash ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only saw them one day sadly, since the last day we could meet eachother they were to busy playing Munchkin, but hey, It's a good game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sbo0QA6JV_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Oqp1rVL5K5A/s1600-h/cover_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sbo0QA6JV_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Oqp1rVL5K5A/s400/cover_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312616160163354610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to buy a passport to Ash yestarday. &lt;- Important stoff And, we are going to re-do our bedroom today if possible. Need to talk to Richards mother if she can give us a ride to Ikea. Ikea is made of win.  Aaand alittle update on my diet thingy. It stinks. After I reached my first goal, I have just stood still there. I haven't got any more weight, but im not loosing anything either wich is quite annoying. But well, I have to suit myself. Haven't been exhercising as much as I should really. Just becasue of that, Im going out for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;Over and out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and by the way. Words of advice. If you get stuck with your thumb in a bowlingball, do not try to shake it off and then try to catch it with your foot when it dropps.... But hey, who would be that stupid? &gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1861602399446524854?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1861602399446524854/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-update.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1861602399446524854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1861602399446524854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-update.html' title='A little update.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/Sbo0QA6JV_I/AAAAAAAAAJw/Oqp1rVL5K5A/s72-c/cover_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-4071377037149068429</id><published>2009-03-05T17:27:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:28:36.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The best mother fucking day in a very, very long time.</title><content type='html'>Det var ett bra tag sen jag skrev. Jag borde vara bättre på det tycker man. Borde ha skrivit ett inlägg om grillkvällen förra helgen, som var riktigt askul. Eller nått halvvärdelöst som när Donna ramlade ner i badkaret igen (vilket ioförsig var riktigt roligt, stackarn ^^). Men för att vara ärlig har jag inte orkat. Jag har varit för orolig hur det ska bli med allt. Hur fan man ska ha råd att bo kvar. Och den konstanta pressen att hitta ett nytt jobb ligger över en hela tiden som en stor bomb som kommer explodera när som helst om man inte hittar något snart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag är inte en sån människa som visar sånt utåt. Men jag går med sån press på mig själv hela tiden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iallafall var jag på den här jobbmässan i Västerås. Jag och Ash begav oss klockan 10, gick in på Coop och köpte ett varsit äpple och begav oss sen dit för att Köa. Vi kom dit runt kvart o 11 och vi kom precis i tid när folk började anlända. Så längst fram stod vi och huttrade som idioter.&lt;br /&gt;När dom väl öppnade och vi började prata med folk så verkade många jätte positiva! Speciellt en snubbe som Richard pratade med, som skrev ner en massa och letade fram hans CV och allt, så om vi ha en jäkla tur så kanske han får nått där. Jag verkade ha rätt stora chanser på att bli Servitris också. Det ni!&lt;br /&gt;Efter ett tag så kom Marv, Linda och Enishi. Och såklart som vanligt så hade det blivit nått misförstånd. men efter en lån diskution mitt på golvet så hade det ordnat sig.. Hoppas jag. Iallafall så gick vi vidare och kollade runt en massa. Lämnade ut 19 av mina 20 CV's till folk som verkade intresserade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desutom fick jag jobb som Home Party försäljare på direkten där xD Kommer ha 5 stycken Home Party's och sen så sa dom att jag får fortsätta om känner för det, annars så behöver jag inte. Så vafan, varför inte. Kan ju lika gärna pröva, kanske tjäna lite pengar. Win win situation, eftersom att hon sa att det inte skulle kosta mig någonting annat mer än lite tid och energi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Så nu jäklar! Köp mina ljus! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SbAHQqCuLXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tVh-N0D7rQI/s1600-h/jars-mini-barrel-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SbAHQqCuLXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tVh-N0D7rQI/s400/jars-mini-barrel-big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309751943414820210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all så var det väldigt made of win den där mässan. Man var trött som fan, och jag hade ont i ryggen efter, men det kändes as bra! Man hade fått en massa saker gjorde. Sjukt mycket jobb sökta. Och lite information om att starta eget om jag ska göra det :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inte nog med det, så efter mässan bjöd Lina oss på mat! &lt;3 Älskar dig.&lt;br /&gt;Marv och Ash käkade en kebabtallrik var, medans jag och Linda delade på en Tonfisk Pizza. Om nom nom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det gjorde dagen så mycket bättre. Men inte nog med det så efter det så fick Ash ett samtal att han ska på interwiev nästa vecka. Var ett CV som han hade lämnat in för några månader sen. Hur tur kan man ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inte nog med det! När vi kom hem så låg det ett brev som det stod att dom har beviljat hans Alfa Kassa. Hurra! Nu slipper jag vara så orolig att vi inte ska klara oss länge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus! Att jag fick lite skatteåterbäring på bilen sen vi ställde av den!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu tänkter jag bunkra in mig i min lägenhet, och inte låta nått förstöra den här dagen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Edit: Jag har precis skållat benet när jag tappade ut en skål med kokande soppa. Och jag har sträckt ryggen på nått mysko sätt så kan knappt gå.. Påminn mig att aldrig ALDRIG säga att det går bra för mig -.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-4071377037149068429?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/4071377037149068429/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-mother-fucking-day-in-very-very.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4071377037149068429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/4071377037149068429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/03/best-mother-fucking-day-in-very-very.html' title='The best mother fucking day in a very, very long time.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SbAHQqCuLXI/AAAAAAAAAJo/tVh-N0D7rQI/s72-c/jars-mini-barrel-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6118488480803266059</id><published>2009-02-25T12:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:29:40.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mead</title><content type='html'>Im sitting and checking up mead recipies. Me and Irre is about to make some :&gt; It will be very interesting. The first time, its going to be naturell. If everything goes as planned, and it tasts good and everything, im really tempted to make some Blueberry Mead. It sounded so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;Well well.. Need to wait until the summer comes I guess for that, since I will have to pick the blueberries myself. Any volenteer that wants to help me? :&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaUrmRceY9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/w020XWdUiLM/s1600-h/Meadhorn_Toes_005A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaUrmRceY9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/w020XWdUiLM/s400/Meadhorn_Toes_005A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306695672443855826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6118488480803266059?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6118488480803266059/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/mead.html#comment-form' title='7 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6118488480803266059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6118488480803266059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/mead.html' title='Mead'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaUrmRceY9I/AAAAAAAAAJY/w020XWdUiLM/s72-c/Meadhorn_Toes_005A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-86205218147238518</id><published>2009-02-23T11:08:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:23:20.779+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The day after</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ19X75SlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ixPi7JlylsA/s1600-h/Taj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ19X75SlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ixPi7JlylsA/s200/Taj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305933008253569618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after that, we went down ?town? and just took it easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;--Taj, with a slight headach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ2hmYUvTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ZK4UGJMHPSE/s1600-h/madde+och+nisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ2hmYUvTI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ZK4UGJMHPSE/s200/madde+och+nisse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305933630606196018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madde and Nisse -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was nice to meet madde again, she bailed on us at the party. Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ48wEkHAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SQtYCHkkDeo/s1600-h/Bob+och+Tomas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ48wEkHAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SQtYCHkkDeo/s320/Bob+och+Tomas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305936296087395330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and Thomas.... Don't ask me what they are doing, im not sure you want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ4T7ixY2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Hr3iRxssnVw/s1600-h/Bun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ4T7ixY2I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Hr3iRxssnVw/s320/Bun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305935594792248162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had a Vanilla bun, om nom nom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-86205218147238518?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/86205218147238518/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-after.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/86205218147238518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/86205218147238518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-after.html' title='The day after'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ19X75SlI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ixPi7JlylsA/s72-c/Taj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8932614767135264595</id><published>2009-02-23T10:52:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:06:46.909+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Party at Jens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ05gobsaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4t1K80ljxBw/s1600-h/Fest+nisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ05gobsaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4t1K80ljxBw/s400/Fest+nisse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305931842356752802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nisse got accepted into University And thus, We had to celebrate! Alcohol, cheese and fancy clothing. Can it be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJyu3supPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/LzsIHtQqZRk/s1600-h/Jag+glas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJyu3supPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/LzsIHtQqZRk/s320/Jag+glas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305929460546970866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To quote Taj. "1 kr glasses? Was this suposed to be a fine party?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJzFNGxTUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/SZ1anTcT0PY/s1600-h/Taj+och+Nisse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJzFNGxTUI/AAAAAAAAAIY/SZ1anTcT0PY/s320/Taj+och+Nisse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305929844250463554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best picture ever  -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nisse and Taj :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJzaRxE2CI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hqI9vSykgjg/s1600-h/Jag+med+hatt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJzaRxE2CI/AAAAAAAAAIg/hqI9vSykgjg/s320/Jag+med+hatt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305930206278899746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaand, i got to borrow the awesome hat. Damn I'm awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all, it was an awesome party. Ash went home early since he had stomuch pains sadly. But he was very manly and jumped over a train, since it was in the way. Yes, it was as badass as it sounded.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Nisse tried to carry Taj over a small wall of snow. Sadly, he dropped her, or rather, she lost her grip, and he still held her legs. So she fell right on her head into the ice. I didn't see it so I didn't think it was too bad. But the day after she tols us that she was seeing stars and whatnot. Tell it right away silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Im the master of drinks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8932614767135264595?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8932614767135264595/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/party-at-jens.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8932614767135264595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8932614767135264595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/party-at-jens.html' title='Party at Jens'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SaJ05gobsaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4t1K80ljxBw/s72-c/Fest+nisse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-922374428183811654</id><published>2009-02-20T13:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T13:57:17.562+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh and crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SZ6ockf2dhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/K2uhiDgAcho/s1600-h/118172749453.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SZ6ockf2dhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/K2uhiDgAcho/s320/118172749453.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304862619876095506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everything in our lives going kaboom right now?&lt;br /&gt;We got a letter from the goverment last week. It was a letter that said that Ash was in an accident, and that he might get his driving licens pulled back if he doesn't answer why and so, then he might just get a warning. So he did, and told them that he probebly would get a work next month, so that he needs his car, and so on. And we thought it was cool, it was just an accident, they can't draw back his lincens for that, can they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fools we were. Today we got a letter that said his licens will be pulled back for 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky us...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;So.. I'll just have to take my licens now it seems, and do it, preferable over a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt that will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-922374428183811654?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/922374428183811654/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/argh-and-crap.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/922374428183811654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/922374428183811654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/argh-and-crap.html' title='Argh and crap'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SZ6ockf2dhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/K2uhiDgAcho/s72-c/118172749453.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1407226992816083119</id><published>2009-02-20T13:23:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T13:37:47.914+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fail inlägg</title><content type='html'>Nu har jag segat med att uppdatera igen. Så därför ska jag berätta vad som hände för ett tag sen, som fick mig att skämmas som en hund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag och Richard hade begett oss till VUC, Vuxen Utbildnings Center. Jag tänkte kolla upp vad jag egentligen passar som, kanske läsa upp naturkunskap B och så. Men mest bara snacka med en handläggare. Iallafall så var Richard med han ochså, dör han skulel anmäla sig till en kurs. Vi kom först 1 timme för tidigt, så vi betalade 40 spänn i onödan!! Och fick gå runt på stan en massa och få tiden att gå. Sen när vi väl kom tillbaka, fick vi betala mer (dumma parkering) och sen ta en kölapp och sätta oss och vänta. Kön gick fan aldrig frammåt -.-' Vi hade nummer 76 och 77. Det var runt 50 eller nått, och det gick hur segt som helts. Efter att ha väntat i nästan en timme så såg jag att det fanns en snabbkassa, så jag smög dit och tänkte att jag kanske kunde sneaka in mitt ärende lite snabbt. Framför mig stod ett par och dividerade ganska länge, tillslut suckade dom och fick ta en varsin kölapp. Så jag gick fram och pratade med tjejen i kassan, och ficki mitt gjort på direkten! Jag behövde bara skriva ner mitt namn och nummer på en lapp, så var det klart. Och här har man setat i över en timme -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Så glad i hågen springer jag och hämtar Richard som jag tycker ska snacka med snabbkassan han också. Så han gör det, beställer tid hos en handläggare han med. Sen så börjar han prata om sin kurs som han ska ta. Dom pratar hur länge som helst, och han ger mig kölapparna. Tillslut är han äntligen klar. Han får ett papper av tjejen, och jag suckar glatt. Äntligen kan vi åka hem.&lt;br /&gt;Så jag börjar gå emot utgången, coh där sitter paret igen, men kölappar på 89. Det var 77 nu, vårat nummer altså. Så jag tänker, nej jag ska fan göra en god gärning nu, och ger mina lappar till dom, ler och säger att dom får skynda sig. Dom blir as glada och skiner upp som fan. Tänk vad snäll jag är när jag vill. Dom springer iväg, och precis då vänder sig Richard om.&lt;br /&gt;"Men... Jag var inte klar."&lt;br /&gt;Då hade han stått och tänkt "Äntligen går någonting rätt. Nu har jag äntligen pappret, och kan gå och prata med handläggaren" Och precis då vänder han sig och ser mig ge bort hans kölappar.&lt;br /&gt;Mitt svar var ett väldigt förvånat.. "Öhh.. Jag gav precis bort dom."&lt;br /&gt;Alla runt omkring började asgarva, och jag skämdes som en hund. Richard var bitter som fan hela dagen. xD&lt;br /&gt;Så nu måste han tillbaka någon dag och sitta i kö igen. Troligen utan mig så han slipper få sina lappar bort fummlade.&lt;br /&gt;Inte bra. Jag fick smöra gör honom hela kvällen.&lt;br /&gt;"Kan du hjälpa mig laga mat?"&lt;br /&gt;"Tycker du verkligen att jag behöver det?"&lt;br /&gt;"....."&lt;br /&gt;*lagar mat*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1407226992816083119?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1407226992816083119/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/fail-inlagg.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1407226992816083119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1407226992816083119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/fail-inlagg.html' title='Fail inlägg'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-2851130001850034265</id><published>2009-02-16T13:01:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:12:27.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Step up, bullar och Taj.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SZlXDH_NTvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pdbSQUXPG58/s1600-h/bullar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SZlXDH_NTvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pdbSQUXPG58/s200/bullar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303365747400855282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag, Ash och Dooz som kom över i fredags bakade bullar. Om nom nom. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dom var sjukt goda. Och inte bra för min "Jag ska hålla mig borta från onyttiga saker" grej... Men nånting får man väll unna sig. Man ska ju leva också.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taj var med mig på Step up igår, och jag ska försöka att ta mig till sala på tisdag för att vara med på hennes. Riktigt kul att hon åller på med det hon med :)&lt;br /&gt;Var riktigt kul att se henne igen. Det blir fan för länge med alla jag känner tycker jag. &gt;&lt; Varför kan folk inte bara flytta till in i lägenheten brevid eller nått? Men vette fan om det skulle hjälpa det heller. Ako och Marv bor ju as nära, och dom hälsar vi sällan på heller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fan, vi får bli bättre på det här.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iallafall! Kändes så skönt på Step up passet. Jag har fan dött på alla pass och tänkt "Shit är det inte slut snart?"  Men igår kändes det inte lika tungt facktiskt. Jag höll ju på att dö. visserligen, men jag blev förvånad hur fort det tog slut. Trodde vi bara kört i en halvtimme eller nått. Shit vad skönt det är.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Mycket Love till The Dooz! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-2851130001850034265?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/2851130001850034265/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/step-up-bullar-och-taj.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2851130001850034265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/2851130001850034265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/step-up-bullar-och-taj.html' title='Step up, bullar och Taj.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SZlXDH_NTvI/AAAAAAAAAH4/pdbSQUXPG58/s72-c/bullar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6342838393082238611</id><published>2009-02-07T22:03:00.025+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:31:56.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Ghost Hunt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Le gasp. We were on ghosthunthing. And I documented everything! I'll show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300164799269594946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY33za9-Z0I/AAAAAAAAAGI/JYzETtShNOY/s320/HPIM0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;The three Ghosthunters! We took a group picture in case we wouldn't survive this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go. Happy as ever. Filled with hope and good spirit we are on our way there!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY34eK4k-VI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UOknOzP6N5U/s1600-h/HPIM0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300165533686364498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY34eK4k-VI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/UOknOzP6N5U/s200/HPIM0404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY34vpvfySI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WOJWzdTemKA/s1600-h/HPIM0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300165834027551010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY34vpvfySI/AAAAAAAAAGg/WOJWzdTemKA/s200/HPIM0406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY38u6gc2SI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vRn-bsCgN6Q/s1600-h/HPIM0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300170219394488610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY38u6gc2SI/AAAAAAAAAG4/vRn-bsCgN6Q/s320/HPIM0409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After alot of looking around, walking the wrong way through dark small alleys and streets. We figured we had passed the place the first thing we did. So, 2 hours later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300166706141106402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY35iankkOI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3OoKsln6C-w/s320/HPIM0410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Victory! .... to bad it was closed, and we had to wait 2 more hours befor it would open.. So...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY36vMz0i-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/xpmUbMCtZuM/s1600-h/HPIM0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300168025284316130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY36vMz0i-I/AAAAAAAAAGw/xpmUbMCtZuM/s400/HPIM0439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the meanwhile, I got myself a piercing :3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And.. I found a Nazi hat in a Store. Fhürer Schön!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300172250744400754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY3-lJ4Aq3I/AAAAAAAAAHA/c-Zn9ARiLGw/s400/HPIM0412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I would have bought it, if it didn't cost 1,2 k. But it was freeking awesome! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then... The it was time.. Time for the ghost hunt to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Inn was freeking awesome. Expensive, but awesome. Here follows some photos. To bad the flash destroyed the awesomely cozy feeling, and made it look abit.. wierd. But try to pretend its darker, only candel light lightening it up. And the atmosphere of ghosts...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4BiwmG5MI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pVUbHqJRzJQ/s1600-h/HPIM0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300175508133569730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4BiwmG5MI/AAAAAAAAAHI/pVUbHqJRzJQ/s320/HPIM0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4B5pomtjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qy46z5VBmT4/s1600-h/HPIM0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300175901401986610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4B5pomtjI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qy46z5VBmT4/s320/HPIM0414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4CqZxWhOI/AAAAAAAAAHY/frI5QnCyuDM/s1600-h/HPIM0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4C91PNzGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/25_HmwlWpEI/s1600-h/HPIM0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300177072747826274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4C91PNzGI/AAAAAAAAAHg/25_HmwlWpEI/s320/HPIM0428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4KtbEq7mI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LKzDquw_eoE/s1600-h/HPIM0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300185586939391586" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4KtbEq7mI/AAAAAAAAAHw/LKzDquw_eoE/s200/HPIM0425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After a while though, we stopped looking for ghosts, and just sat there drinking beer and cider. But then when we had given up looking, it appeared on a Photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Behold! A Ghost!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300180172888271090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY4FySKS6PI/AAAAAAAAAHo/N7wzoR1EOcg/s400/Sp%C3%B6ke.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So, our ghost hunting night ended succesfully after all. Cheers for us. And yes, im drinking a cider with a straw on the picture, even though the guy told me not to drink alcohol for 2 weeks. But when have I ever listened to anyone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ah well. going home tomorrow. Hope Ash has fed the cats. But I guess they would claw his eyes out, or trip him if he didn't. So.. I shouldn't worry about that I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Night people! Join the next exhiting episode of the Ghost Hunters. Over and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6342838393082238611?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6342838393082238611/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/ghost-hunt_07.html#comment-form' title='4 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6342838393082238611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6342838393082238611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/ghost-hunt_07.html' title='THE Ghost Hunt.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SY33za9-Z0I/AAAAAAAAAGI/JYzETtShNOY/s72-c/HPIM0395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-7559009538728132372</id><published>2009-02-07T13:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:19:59.842+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost hunt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;We are getting ready to go on the Ghost Hunt in Stockholms most dark streets. *dramatic music* Keeping you updated when I get back :&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-7559009538728132372?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/7559009538728132372/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/ghost-hunt.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7559009538728132372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7559009538728132372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/ghost-hunt.html' title='Ghost hunt!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-7479425803754153838</id><published>2009-02-06T13:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:29:52.414+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Stockholm and ghosts</title><content type='html'>On my way to Stockholm to see a few friends. This weekend will be made of win. Was ages ago I saw them it seems. Well, only like 3 weeks since I saw Irre. But Thomas was seriously ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Mercenary - New Desire. I seriously want to go back to Denmark and see them again in that awesome club. It was like a freeking dungeon. It was really smexy. Wich we had somehting that awesome here in Sweden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, we have the haunted Medival club that I might be visiting some day under the weekend. They were on this TV show "Medium" because they have had wierd stuffs happening there. So the TV team took a guy from england there who could talk to spirits and ghosts apperently, and they found out that had a whole bunch ghosts down there. Like old Monks.(gråbröderna) Not nice monks. Aperently some anarkist dudes, a woman and a little girl (shiver)&lt;br /&gt;It was quite spookey when he told stuff that they already knew, and hadn't told anyone els about. But well.. Who knows. Perhaps it is just a movie blah trick. But there has been rumors even befor I saw that show that it was a haunted place there in Stockholm. And it seriously gave me the chill when they spoke about some stuff. Like a little girl haunting the place. And acually a customer had seen her and stuff like that... Anyway.. Lets see if there will show up any ghosts when I get there. Probebly not with my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally done with my A kassa stuffs. Just need to post the freeking letter. Then im done. And money shall be mine. How much it will be.. We will see. Probebly not alot :&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-7479425803754153838?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/7479425803754153838/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/stockholm.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7479425803754153838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/7479425803754153838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/stockholm.html' title='Stockholm and ghosts'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1500880950845697110</id><published>2009-02-05T21:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:34:56.361+01:00</updated><title type='text'>English blogging.</title><content type='html'>Alright. Since I apperently have alot of english speaking people following my blog, I feel abit guilty when writing on swedish, so I will try to do my best and start making some english posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To seal this promise, I can only say one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yor, He's the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/doS-sxtlNfU&amp;amp;hl=sv&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/doS-sxtlNfU&amp;amp;hl=sv&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1500880950845697110?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1500880950845697110/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/english-blogging.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1500880950845697110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1500880950845697110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/english-blogging.html' title='English blogging.'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8467239796402779273</id><published>2009-02-05T20:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T21:19:52.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Börje The Merciless,</title><content type='html'>Har precis kommit hem från ett Friskis och Svettis pass. Med Börje! Han är fan bäst. Step up pass med honom är inte att leka med. Egentligen har han bara på söndagar, men tjejen som brukar ha passen idag var hemma och sjuk, så han fick vara stand in.. Och jag lovar er.. Han är fan skoningslös. Nu när jag börjar lära mig stegen i Step Up'en så är det ännu jobbigare, för nu står man inte som ett frågetecken längre och undrar hur fan man ska göra. utan nu rör man sig med hela tiden. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GAH!&lt;/span&gt; Vad jobbigt det är, man är helt slut efter. Men fan va skönt det känns när man är klar. 4 kilo kvar till mitt andra delmål. Det går fan bra det här :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard höll på och gymma, medans jag var på mitt pass. När jag kom ut så var han ju tvungen och skryta med att han kunde ta 135 kilo i Benpress, så jag var ju tvungen att visa att jag också kunde. Så efter mitt gympa pass, upp och göra 135 kilo benpress 10 ggr. Sen typ kravla sig hemmåt. Richard ville ta mer för att övebevisa mig. Men jag vägrade låta honom sätta sig igen. Vi alla vet ju att jag är bäst. Det vore ju inte bra om han skadade sig. Så för hans skull fick han inte ta mer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi skulle egentligen till Dazz efter. Men jag orkar fan inte. Släpade mig till datorn, det krävdes mycket för det ska ni veta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imorgon fars det till Stockholm.Måste bara hinna lämna papprerna till Snubben på Akassan innan, så man får nått. Vore lite illa om det sket sig. Då blir det till att packa katterna och bo under en gran, och det skulle vara lite illa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Får se om jag kommer hem tills på söndag. Är Step Up pass igen med Börje då.&lt;br /&gt;Nej, nu ska jag hoppa in i dushen. Ha det bra allihopa!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Börje is THE man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8467239796402779273?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8467239796402779273/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/traning-traning-och-lite-mer-traning.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8467239796402779273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8467239796402779273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/traning-traning-och-lite-mer-traning.html' title='Börje The Merciless,'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5167651321711129530</id><published>2009-02-03T10:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T10:56:41.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gurk bilen O.o</title><content type='html'>Jag är förföljd. Inte av någon person... Utan av en gurkbil. En Västerås Gurkbil. Allt som började för en vecka sedan när jag var nere på stan. Det var då jag såg den. THE Gurk bil. Sen efter den dagen... Såfort jag är på stan. Så ser jag den jämt! Så... Om ni är i västerås och ser en Västerås Gurk bil... Så är jag troligen i närheten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men seriöst! Det är helt sjukt. Dom är fan överallt. Smyger sig på mig O.o&lt;br /&gt;Sneaky Gurkbilar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag var på arbetsförmedlingen idag. Helt värdelöst som vanligt. Men är tvungen för att få A-kassa. Shit vad segt. Satt och väntade i 20 minuter. In i 5. Klar. &gt;&gt; Själv klart fick jag den mest mysko handläggaren. Så ska jag bli inkallad till nått shit snart. Suck. Hata arbetsförmedlingen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5167651321711129530?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5167651321711129530/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/gurk-bilen-oo.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5167651321711129530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5167651321711129530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/gurk-bilen-oo.html' title='Gurk bilen O.o'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5121115245229985126</id><published>2009-02-02T18:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:43:22.367+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallout 3</title><content type='html'>Yes, jag har äntligen köpt Fallout 3 till datorn. Ville helst ha till 360, men det är slut i hela jäkla landet O.o Helt sjukt. Men men.. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En snubbe på Radion gjorde min dag idag. Man kunde ringa in och önska låtar på Rock Klassiker, och en full snubbe ringer in och önskar en låt och ska tacka/hälsa till några. För att quota honom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jag sitter här hemma och dricker vin. Det är gott. Jag vill önska den här låten "Insert random låt" Och sen skulle jag vilja hälsa till dom där... Dom där som provar vin.. Vad heter dom nu.. Somalier!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somalier, dom som provar vin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5121115245229985126?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5121115245229985126/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/fallout-3.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5121115245229985126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5121115245229985126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/02/fallout-3.html' title='Fallout 3'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-8741279263339035227</id><published>2009-01-29T22:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:05:27.352+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vampires</title><content type='html'>Äntligen är den klar. Har legat halvfärdig och skräpat hur länge som helst. Borde egentligen göra lite mer skuggningar och highligntningar på den. Men det pallar jag inte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot Belly for helping me out with the highlight thingies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. Tata!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SYIn6oe6GyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7Utedh6qEU0/s1600-h/N%27kara+klar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SYIn6oe6GyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7Utedh6qEU0/s400/N%27kara+klar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296839999994075938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Klicka på bilden så syns detaljerna bättre)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-8741279263339035227?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/8741279263339035227/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/vampires.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8741279263339035227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/8741279263339035227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/vampires.html' title='Vampires'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SYIn6oe6GyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7Utedh6qEU0/s72-c/N%27kara+klar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-79797783609609232</id><published>2009-01-29T14:38:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:56:39.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jobbsökande</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SYG0e1Z-rVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wEJ_Jt5Vnis/s1600-h/1173116547177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SYG0e1Z-rVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wEJ_Jt5Vnis/s320/1173116547177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296713078589533522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Argh. Jag hatar att söka jobb &gt;&gt; Man känner sig så retarded när man försöker skriva någonting smart i personliga brevet. Man sitter hur jävla länge som helst med det också.. Att jag typ har PMS och blir asbitter över minsta lilla hjälper ju inte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Skriver 2 rader*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*tittar på det*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"AAAaaarrg! Jag blir tokig! Det ser ut som skit! Nu skiter jag i det här!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Stormar iväg och gömmer sig under täcket*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Blir hämtad av Richard som hjälper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jag hatar det här. Varför kan man inte bara få ett jobb skitsnabbt? Typ, Hej jag vill ha ett jobb. Jomen visst! Här har du ett! Tack. Klart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jobbansökningspapper! Burn in hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Min coatch ska få kolla kolla på papprerna iallafall innan jag skickar iväg dom. Det är väll det enda positiva från det gamla jobbet, att vi fick en egen personlig jobb coatch. Jag känner mig så coatchad just nu! ... &gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alright. Ska försöka vara bitter. Men det är fan inte kul att söka jobb. Men hon Anki är helt underbar ialllafall. As trevlig tjej.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Och så ska jag på Step up om några timmar. Jag kommer vara helt död när jag kommer tillbaka. Ska fan ha med vattenflaska idag dock. Annars kommer jag vara död på riktigt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Måste över och sno tillbaka kameran ifrån Linda. Hon jobb coatchen tyckte jag skulle ha med en bild i jobbansökan eftersom att det var ett butikspersonal jobb. Vi får väll se hur det går.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-79797783609609232?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/79797783609609232/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/jobbsokande.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/79797783609609232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/79797783609609232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/jobbsokande.html' title='Jobbsökande'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SYG0e1Z-rVI/AAAAAAAAAFw/wEJ_Jt5Vnis/s72-c/1173116547177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6531623493240260181</id><published>2009-01-28T17:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:15:44.518+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Till Irre från mig</title><content type='html'>Eftersom att du önskade en bild på Psycho, så lägger jag upp en bara för dig Irre. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SYCDT7qb5wI/AAAAAAAAAFo/E_If5qH8SNw/s1600-h/DSCN0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SYCDT7qb5wI/AAAAAAAAAFo/E_If5qH8SNw/s400/DSCN0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296377540244137730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han ligger och vilar på sitt vanliga favoritställe. I handfatet. Ganska måttligt irriterande när man går på toa på morgonen och han sitter och stirrar på en därifrån. Men men.. Vad gör man?  Heter man Psycho har man ju rätt att vara lite udda ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ska snart med Linda och Marv när dom ska kolla på katter på Katthemmet Huskatten. Bara katter som blivit övergivna eller misshandlade där som letar nya hem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.huskatten.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Om ni vill donera något eller titta lite :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har införskaffat en kallender nu som jag ska börja skriva upp hur mycket jag tränar och så i. 1 kg till min delmåls vikt :&gt; Det går fort det här.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6531623493240260181?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6531623493240260181/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/till-irre-fran-mig.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6531623493240260181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6531623493240260181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/till-irre-fran-mig.html' title='Till Irre från mig'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SYCDT7qb5wI/AAAAAAAAAFo/E_If5qH8SNw/s72-c/DSCN0086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-239925205079906186</id><published>2009-01-27T14:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:40:45.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrea's hår</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8Ou3uXZWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/OenaCdHJjyM/s1600-h/DSCN0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8Ou3uXZWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/OenaCdHJjyM/s320/DSCN0082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295967885206185314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vågar inte vara och pilla i den andra inlägget nu när jag äntligen fick up det, så du får ett helt eget inlägg Andrea. Måste bara lägga upp en bild på ditt snygga hår. Hur tufft som helst. Är assugen på att göra likadant, men vette fan om det skulle passa på mig xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men så jävla coolt. Do want på det håret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-239925205079906186?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/239925205079906186/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/andreas-har.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/239925205079906186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/239925205079906186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/andreas-har.html' title='Andrea&apos;s hår'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8Ou3uXZWI/AAAAAAAAAFg/OenaCdHJjyM/s72-c/DSCN0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1512159232029655601</id><published>2009-01-27T13:37:00.018+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:32:32.549+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Träningsvärk is the shit</title><content type='html'>Ja jag vet, jag är lite seg på att uppdatera, men ska försöka bättra mig! Ganska bra är jag väll ändå? ;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrea var här i helgen. Det var riktigt roligt att träffa henne igen. Känns som det nästan var ett år sen. Vilket det typ var också, om man inte räknar snabbisen när vi köade i Uppsala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vi Wii fittade oss som fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8Lop0HzjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qyuWhBn43iY/s1600-h/DSCN0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8Lop0HzjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qyuWhBn43iY/s320/DSCN0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295964479858134578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8LxvRHu7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/OEgyWgmJ5SE/s1600-h/DSCN0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8LxvRHu7I/AAAAAAAAAFY/OEgyWgmJ5SE/s320/DSCN0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295964635940764594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vissa mer än andra :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men men, vi var även till Friskis och Svettis och var på step up pass. Det var hur roligt som helst. Såg även en snubbe som gått på min skola. Var inte helt säker dock, och det tog halva passet innan jag kom på att han hette Jesper xD Men det känna hur skönt som helst efter! Jag har sån jävla träningsvärk så jag tror jag ska dö.. Nu två dagar senare kan jag fortfarande knappt gå xD Men det var jävligt roligt, även fast jag inte hängde med för 5 öre. Ska nog gå imorgon också, för hoppningsvis kanske jag hänger med lite bättre. Och vattenflaska med den här gången! Jag svär att det måste ha varit sand och ökenvindar i min mun efter passet. Varenda jävel hade vattenflaska med sig.. förutom jag och Andrea... Jag trodde jag skulle avlida.&lt;br /&gt;Men men! Kom ihåg tills nästa gång!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi startade även ett Rock Band (Bad Girls) tack vare att Dazz kom och lämnade stuffs hos oss &lt;3 Vi kollade sen på Black Sheep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... den filmen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8LUpLVb6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/_lYXswwmfSo/s1600-h/black-sheep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8LUpLVb6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/_lYXswwmfSo/s400/black-sheep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295964136089677730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alltså.. det går inte att förklara... Så jävla epic film. Jag trodde jag skulle dö xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;När fårulven kom... Jag trodde fan jag skulle dö på riktigt... Ja, ni hörde rätt, dom har en fårulv med. Det är en varulv.. Men mycket fluffigare... Och.. vitare... Ni måste helt enkelt se filmen. Helt klart rekommenderad. Vem vill inte se en film om blodtörstiga fluffiga får?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8K6aiz7NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KflSR8Sw24s/s1600-h/DSCN0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8K6aiz7NI/AAAAAAAAAFA/KflSR8Sw24s/s320/DSCN0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295963685485014226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hon växer fort som fan den lilla skiten &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ska snart och vaccinera lilla Donna. (Japp, vi döpte om henne. Hon är en riktig liten primadonna, så tyckte det passade henne bättre) Var där i Lördags, för dom hade sagt att dom hade drop in varje dag! Men så visade det ju sig att det var varje vardag bara. Suck, så det var ju bara att åka hem igen. Skulle vart där igår, men då kunde inte mormor istället. Det har blivit uppskjutet alldeles för länge nu, men det är svårt att passa in mer mormor och morsan som ska skjutsa henne hela tiden. Men nu så kommer det fan att bli av. Om dom inte kommer nu så skiter vi i det och åker själva. Det måste bli av, men somsagt så verkade det inte allt för jätteallvarligt. det var emot kattsnuva eller nått, och om dom inte kommer i kontakt med andra katter (om det är en innekatt alltså) så verkade det inte vara allt för jätteviktigt enligt bruden jag snackade med. Men vill ha det gjort iallafall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Det täckte väll det mesta som hände i helgen. Roligt har det varit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ikäll kommer Marv och Linda på mat. Ska fixa lite tills dom kommer, så dom inte dör i alla högar&lt;br /&gt;med grejer som ligger överallt. Hoppas dom gillar maten. Annars blir det stryk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jag har äntligen börjat käka frukost igen. Igentligen borde jag ha hållit ut i 2-3 dagar till, men kände att jag ville ha riktig mat igen. Så om en vecka får jag börja käka lunch igen. Om nom nom :&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh!!! Av någon anledning så gillar inte den här bloggen bilderna, så det blir något fel på skiten. Har fått fixa om det 5 ggr nu! *Goes rage* Hoppas det funkar nu, annars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///D:/Bilder/bilder/katt%20och%20andrea/DSCN0023.JPG" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1512159232029655601?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1512159232029655601/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/traningsvark-is-shit.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1512159232029655601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1512159232029655601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/traningsvark-is-shit.html' title='Träningsvärk is the shit'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SX8Lop0HzjI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qyuWhBn43iY/s72-c/DSCN0023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-6137229585316885683</id><published>2009-01-23T19:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:11:15.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ding, lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXoH2xOmSeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/afF4I3sLF10/s1600-h/WoWScrnShot_012309_190458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXoH2xOmSeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/afF4I3sLF10/s320/WoWScrnShot_012309_190458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294552949436336610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Japp, så dingar man 40 med Shamanen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-6137229585316885683?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/6137229585316885683/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/ding-lol.html#comment-form' title='2 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6137229585316885683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/6137229585316885683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/ding-lol.html' title='Ding, lol'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXoH2xOmSeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/afF4I3sLF10/s72-c/WoWScrnShot_012309_190458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-9158854431561754433</id><published>2009-01-23T16:35:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:42:00.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastasallad om nom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXnkf3U5a1I/AAAAAAAAADw/8FKJlTzE7Dc/s1600-h/9823-20071213221224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXnkf3U5a1I/AAAAAAAAADw/8FKJlTzE7Dc/s320/9823-20071213221224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294514073029405522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Äntligen fredag! Fick min grekiska pastasallad! Fan vad god den var &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Har längtat efter den hela vecka. Även fast alla har verkat så negativ till min diet grejs så har jag lyckats hålla den. 3 dagar kvar, sen så blir det att börja vänja sig vid vanlig mat igen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har typ blivit helt besatt av att laga mat. Skulle bjuda Linda och Marv på värsta super middagen igår, men dom var sjuka. ;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni får krya på er!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-9158854431561754433?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/9158854431561754433/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/pastasallad-om-nom.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/9158854431561754433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/9158854431561754433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/pastasallad-om-nom.html' title='Pastasallad om nom'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXnkf3U5a1I/AAAAAAAAADw/8FKJlTzE7Dc/s72-c/9823-20071213221224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-1318579030892168545</id><published>2009-01-21T15:44:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:12:05.627+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Friskis och Svettis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Äntligen internet igen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Vår router packade ihop för några dagar sen, och vi skyllde allt på telia. Men tillslut visade det sig att det var vår dumma router istället. Så nu har vi en ny router och ett fungerande internet!&lt;/span&gt; :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Shit vad jag är super nyttig nu! Har varit två dagar i rad på Friskis och svettis! Jag känner mig som värsta super hurtisen!  Igår var jag och gymade i en timme, och idag var jag med morsan på Start gympa. Men jag kan ju inte säga att dagens träning var så jätte svårt. Var rätt lätta och inte så jobbiga saker, eftersom att det var nybörjar nivå, men ändå! Morsan såg ut att ha kul iallafall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Jag höll dock på att dö under halva passet. Hela första halvtimmen körde dom bara en massa skum afrikansk musik... Och jag kunde bara se Lejonkungen scenen när Simba lyfts upp över klippan av apan, och den där musiken&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;NAAAAAAAAAAAnts ingonyama bagithi Baba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sithi uhm ingonyama." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Circle of life. (ja jag kollade upp vad dom verkligen sa.) Och ja, jag vet att jag inte är normal, men det var skit jobbigt! Man kunde ju inte börja skratta liksom! Jättejobbigt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitt andra problem som jag hade var att jag hade så jävla ont på innansidan av låren. Hade ju somsagt varit och gymmat igår, så hade jag gått omkring lite och kollat vad för slags maskin jag skulle ta härnäst. Så såg jag en brud sitta och träna benen, trycker utåt i nån maskin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ohh" &lt;/span&gt;tänkte jag &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Det där såg rätt lätt ut&lt;/span&gt;" Så jag satt mig vid maskinen bredvid henne.. Problemet var att det inte var samma maskin. Utan man skulle pressa innåt och träna insidan av låren. Och ju mer man råkade sära på benen, desto mer åkte maskinen bakåt, och jag ville inte gå därifrån så hon skulle tycka jag var värsta fettot som inte ens klarade av det. Så det slutade med att jag typ satt i split med benen och pressade som fan. Men hur ofta har man tränat insidan av låren? kom igen. Men jag ville ju ändå inte gå därifrån på direkten heller, så jag kan knappt gå idag. Och när vi stretchade... Jag trodde jag skulle dö på riktigt..... Iallafall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Det fanns värsta krut gumman där! En as söt tant! Hon var där och gymmade igår också. Ska fan bli sån jag med när jag blir gammal. Hon var jättegullig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men men.. det går neråt! 3 kilo på 4 dagar. Jag är fan värsta hurtbullen. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jag tror fan att skaffa det här kortet var bland mina smartaste ideer hitils. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-1318579030892168545?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/1318579030892168545/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/friskis-och-svettis.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1318579030892168545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/1318579030892168545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/friskis-och-svettis.html' title='Friskis och Svettis'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-3635054033219292908</id><published>2009-01-17T10:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T10:32:35.219+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fetton</title><content type='html'>Ahh! En ny morgon! En ny dag! I en ny vecka! I ett nytt år!&lt;br /&gt;Irre och jag har äntligen tagit våra arslen ur vagnen och ska pröva Nutrilett!&lt;br /&gt;Efter Irres berättelse igår...&lt;br /&gt;Hon stod och rökte på stationen, då en tant kommer fram. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Vet inte du att man inte ska röka när man är gravid?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varpå hon svarade, bitter som fan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ursäkta, Jag är bara fet!"&lt;/span&gt; Och klampar iväg.&lt;br /&gt;Det känns som att det är dags att ta tag i saker. Så vi ska pröva det i en vecka nu och se om det blir någon skillnad!&lt;br /&gt;Man kan inte vara ett fetto för alltid liksom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-3635054033219292908?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/3635054033219292908/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/fetton.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3635054033219292908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/3635054033219292908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/fetton.html' title='Fetton'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-635082662275319375.post-5264783761645078187</id><published>2009-01-16T16:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T16:41:00.866+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamba!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXCplq4WpYI/AAAAAAAAADI/0HSFTSciDRo/s1600-h/Janeva+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXCplq4WpYI/AAAAAAAAADI/0HSFTSciDRo/s200/Janeva+016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291916026791241090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lilla Jamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har äntligen fått upp bilder på den lille! Tack Eyezek att du fixade bilderna till mig &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Min dator hatar min kamera av någon anledning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXCqHyKvPVI/AAAAAAAAADQ/6OlkUisTR10/s400/Janeva+023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291916612862950738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/635082662275319375-5264783761645078187?l=janevas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/feeds/5264783761645078187/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/jamba.html#comment-form' title='3 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5264783761645078187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/635082662275319375/posts/default/5264783761645078187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janevas.blogspot.com/2009/01/jamba.html' title='Jamba!'/><author><name>Janeva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06724081773678014901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXChBLWpBUI/AAAAAAAAACA/2YuaqBi0wyA/S220/Bild+138.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSM9EuxpYXs/SXCplq4WpYI/AAAAAAAAADI/0HSFTSciDRo/s72-c/Janeva+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
