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  <title>Call this a mess (call me strong)</title>
  <subtitle>Call me a mess (call me strong)</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Ella</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-21T15:13:14Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_belsibub_:83048</id>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-07-16T20:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-16T19:02:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T15:13:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Worked for ten damn hours today. Should (or is that "could"?) have been more, but I was on the verge of breaking down, could not concentrate and almost started to &lt;i&gt;cry&lt;/i&gt;. What? So I weent hom a little earlier than I maybe "should have" (there were still some rooms that needed to be cleaned).&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; work at that damn fucking bitch hotel!&lt;br /&gt;No, I do not like it there, but I get money atleast, and I need a job, so I am staying this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to funner stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Last Thusrday I was in Grebbestad for the day. Hilde had an exhibition at the school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I still have not recovered form work, I can not spell correct)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... in "Lilla Galleriet". I met her there, definitely fun to see how she was doing now. And to see her stuff, some printings (is that even a word, or better, the word I am looking for?) she did while in school, a plaid (softest thing ever) made of "alpackagarn", and some more stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I spent more time on trains than I did in Grebbestad, but it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;(8.44 to 12.29 train to Grebbestad, left at 3.09 and came home around 8 after som irritating delays; I really do not like SJ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And , while we are talking about Grebbestad, two month late: &lt;i&gt;Atleast I got to hug you&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-07-03T16:38:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-03T14:42:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-03T14:42:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hot days like today should be illegal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Or days when it is over 25 degrees.&lt;/strike&gt;</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-06-30T23:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T21:19:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T21:19:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Anni, please get out of whatever addiction you are in.&lt;br /&gt;I know you have quit some, but, please, quit all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the Anni I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought you would go for drugs.</content>
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    <title>West Coast Riot</title>
    <published>2008-06-27T01:44:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-09T19:01:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today (eh, Yestraday, it is past, twelve) has felt very long ... kind of. I actually woke up at half past ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emelie and me went to Gothenburg (with car) 15 to 11, for the West Coast Riot. &lt;br /&gt;When we left Borås I was in a very good mood, it only lasted half the way to Gothenburg, while driving there we passed a car lying upside-down, the accident had just happened too, the ambulance just arrived. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived to Gothenburg, and found a parkinglot at one back-stage entrance (to the Close-Up stage we found out later, this is where &lt;i&gt;The Used&lt;/i&gt; were going to play) then we went to the trainstation to meet Marre (with boyfriend, Jimmy, and friend, Kim) and &lt;strike&gt;accidently&lt;/strike&gt; ran into Malin too. We decided to go and eat (four o six were very hungry) so Emelie and I made them agree to go to Andrum. Malin did not like the vegetaian food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the festival area we watched a band Malin wanted to see, Ticking Bombs, at the Close-Up stage. Already there were &lt;strike&gt;people&lt;/strike&gt; teenies &lt;strike&gt;standing&lt;/strike&gt; sitting in front of the stage, waiting for &lt;i&gt;The Used&lt;/i&gt;. All of them did not even stand up when the band played!&lt;br /&gt;After that it was time for &lt;i&gt;No Fun At All&lt;/i&gt; at one of the mainstages, and you should listen to that band name, they were boring!&lt;br /&gt;But next band, &lt;i&gt;Comeback kid&lt;/i&gt;, made up for that. They were great to watch. Much screaming. I got the feeling they are really good live, but less so on CD.&lt;br /&gt;After them Emelie and I decided to take a break and eat some, so we went to the car and stayed there for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I watched &lt;i&gt;Lagwagon&lt;/i&gt; from the bridge while Emelie went to find a not-festival-area-toilet. The band was ok. The singer once said "Merry Chirstmas" (huh?) and one of the guitarists? turned 30 that day (we like to go to concerts when bandmembers has their birthday). Emelie came back just after they finished playing.&lt;br /&gt;Back at the festival-area we met Malin again and went to get a spot for &lt;i&gt;Flogging Molly&lt;/i&gt;. Those dudes are fun! It was much like at Pier Pressure last year, when Less Than Jake played. It was just ... FUN! Except when people stepped on my feet, they already hurt, as I had my Concert-Shoes, which I have only used six times (five concerts and my graduation) and they are almost too small.&lt;br /&gt;Next up was &lt;i&gt;Bad Religion&lt;/i&gt;, I had planned to stay and watch them and then make a short trip to The Car after they were done, but changed my mind as we got great spots in the front row at the stage &lt;i&gt;Millnecollin&lt;/i&gt; were playing later (and there were not many people in front of that stage at the moment), so I went to the car while &lt;i&gt;Bad Religion&lt;/i&gt; played, left Malins bag, got some for Emelie to drink and collect some other things from the car that we had forgotten earlier and bought &lt;i&gt;The Used&lt;/i&gt; t-shirts (to Emelie and me). I heard &lt;i&gt;Bad Religion&lt;/i&gt; all the time  and it did not feel like I missed anything. When I came back there were alot more people in front of the stage where Malin and Emelie stood (where the other three were, I do not know) but I succeeded to get to them.&lt;br /&gt;The stages are about two meters high, so during &lt;i&gt;Millnecollin&lt;/i&gt;'s performance my neck started to hurt a bit. Those dudes are really good live. I recognized one of the songs they played. The people behind pushed forward really hard! I had an elbow stuck to my back many times. Twenty minutes before they were done I decided to go to the Close-Up stage to get as close to the stage as possible for &lt;i&gt;The Used&lt;/i&gt;, Emelie joined me too. But as there were no way that one could get our by pushing back, I got the security guards to help us out. Interestning experience, or something.&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the Close-Up stage Moderat Likvidation were playing (what cind of name is that?) and 90% of the crowd were younger than 17 and waiting for &lt;i&gt;The Used&lt;/i&gt;. So when tha band left the stage and only &lt;i&gt;The Used&lt;/i&gt; fans were left, one could not notice any difference in the crowd, because it was packed with &lt;strike&gt;teenies&lt;/strike&gt; people. I got os to the ... fourth? fifth? row, right in front of Jeph's mic.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strike&gt;almost&lt;/strike&gt; hoped many of the people in front of us would pass out. so it would be easier to move &lt;strike&gt;and we could get closer to the stage&lt;/strike&gt;. Before &lt;i&gt;The Used&lt;/i&gt; came on stage it was difficult to &lt;i&gt;move&lt;/i&gt; and when they finally did it was it was difficult to &lt;i&gt;stand still&lt;/i&gt;, instead every one were moving back and forth trying not to fall (which I almost did a few times). Emelie and I soon forced out way out to safer space and got as close as second row &lt;i&gt;in front of the speakers&lt;/i&gt; (as usual). Much better air and not nearly as much pressure from all sides. &lt;i&gt;The Used&lt;/i&gt;'s performace was kind of a disapointment for me, the way the crowd acted had alot to do with it, I think. And they only played for 45 mminuter (that I knew before), but they did played more from the first album than was expected and no songs from Shallow Believer, which I thought (and hoped) they would. But as it is only internet released I am not going to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the area with Malin to go to the car. When we caem there I saw a parked car at the back entrance with some people arount it so Malin and i decided to go there and see what was happening, Emelie came with us too, but when it seemed to be dead she started to walk to the car to get some water, only to have both Malin and me screaming at her to come back as Bert came out to the car at that moment. The whole band got outside but Emelie and I only got to talk shorlty with Jeph (pictures and an autograph for me) Malin also caught Bert, and then they left. And we went to our car, drank water and I ate some and we decided to drive Malin to some pub, wich took longer that it shhould have because I took smoe wrong turns (yay, maybe, it was actually an interesting experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I all it was a good day and I had fun, even though &lt;i&gt;The Used&lt;/i&gt; was kind of disapointening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No Fun At All, Comeback Kid, Lagwagon, Bad Religinon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5445.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Fun At All&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5447.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comeback Kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5453.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagwagon&lt;br /&gt;From the bridge with the most zooming I can get with my camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5472.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Religinon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Random dude, Festival-area&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5458.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5455.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5448.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5473.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Flogging Molly, Millencollin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5467.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5464.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5463.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5462.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5480.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5479.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5478.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best picture of the day (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Used&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a lot smoke on the stage so the pictures did not turn out that good, I only chose the best ones (I changed the light on most of them after)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5488.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5490.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5497.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5499.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5501.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5503.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5509.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5508.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5514.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5517.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5518.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5521.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5525.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5528.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Jeph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/WCR/IMG_5532.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autograph (the one to the right), it is upside-down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever now I am going to sleep.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-05-29T15:49:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-29T13:59:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-29T13:59:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have been home for littel over two weeks, &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;It definitly feels longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I start working on Monday, at the same hotel as last year, damnit!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will get away from cleaning jobs this fall. &lt;i&gt;Hopefully.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighbourcat Maja had a panic-run in our living room today.&lt;br /&gt;We are renovate our bathroom and it is only some of the electric things left. The electrician was here for a few hours today and he let the front door open while he worked. So Maja decided to explore our house but paniced when the door upstairs was shut and she coulden't get out.&lt;br /&gt;She calmed down pretty fast, so I could let her out. Thank-you-very-much.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-05-09T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-09T17:37:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-09T17:37:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am going &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt; tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will definitly feel weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished cleaned my room today and I have packed (almost) all of my things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the room feels &lt;i&gt;empty&lt;/i&gt;, damnit! (even though all my things are still here, they are just ... &lt;i&gt;packed&lt;/i&gt; ... in &lt;strike&gt;masses&lt;/strike&gt; many of bags.)</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-04-30T16:14:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T14:19:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T14:19:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.westcoastriot.se/"&gt;The Used&lt;/a&gt; are coming to Sweden!! They are playing at West Coast Riot, my guess is that they changed name on Pier Pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am definitly glad that I did not go to the Aiden concert, because WCR ticets are 590 SEK (bitch).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, &lt;i&gt;can not stop smiling&lt;/i&gt;!</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-04-25T23:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-25T22:05:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-25T22:05:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The Father, Son and the Holy Grail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at breakfast an elk ran past the building. And I think it kind of got hit by a car. Or the car got run on by the elk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was eight in the mornig, I was tierd.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still running when it ran past a building near by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;still running when it ran&lt;/i&gt;" No shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitly tierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What  I am trying to write is: It was still alive and hopefully it made it out of the ... town? village? small place with some houses, school(s), two (what?) supermarkets, Sysetmbolaget and a harbour with masses of toursist during summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-04-20T21:01:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-20T19:03:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-20T19:03:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">DAMN THAT FIREALARM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_belsibub_:80816</id>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-04-19T19:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-19T17:49:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-19T17:49:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think it is good that I decided not to go to that Aiden concert, it is today (in about one hour) and I am still not entirely well.&lt;br /&gt;I have fought with my nose since Tuesday. I think I am winning.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-04-14T18:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-14T16:40:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-14T16:40:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I &lt;i&gt;hate&lt;/i&gt; being sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used Alveon all day to be able to go to class. Monday means sewing class and it is not many of those Mondays left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I am sitting in my room trying to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has not worked so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still as sick as I was this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-04-12T18:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-12T17:28:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T17:37:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So this update about the Exhibition came later than I had planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lunch was early, at eleven, the same time as everything opened and mom and dad decided to show up. I left my roomkey to them as they both were going to borrow my shower (the bathroom at home is in progress to get a new outfit, and therefore it has no shower. Yet.) while I went to eat. Half an hour later we started to walk around the school to look at everything.&lt;br /&gt;First stop was the Gymnasium. I had not seen it finished before so it was fun to see how it turned out in there. Then I showed mom and dad all around the school and visited the rooms in which the different classes presented their activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At two I had an hour shift in the sewing classroom, We had made a schedule on when we were supposed to be in the sewing or weaving classrooms to present what we are doing in our class. So I left the parents to go there and they left the school for a while to &lt;i&gt;look at the sea&lt;/i&gt;. Nothing too interesing happened durig this hour. I just sat around and talked with Nina, who had the shift with me, and the occasional visitors. I did not get any work done.&lt;br /&gt;When the hour was up I went to my shift in the weaving classroom, which I had with Chrisitna (one of the half-timers), during this time I also worked with the piano. It happened more things here, than during my other shift. There were definitly more visitors to talk with. It was always someone there.&lt;br /&gt;Erik came up once and helped me a little with my weaving; he stepped on one of the pedals, once.&lt;br /&gt;Frida E. and Oscar came there with some people they know. And I showed one of the friends how to weave, eh, more like he watched while I weaved for a minute or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shift was over at four, and then it was time for me and the parents to load in things that I do not need here anymore, into the car for them to take home. After they drank some tea. Then they went home.&lt;br /&gt;And I am making progress with seeing them leave. When I first came here and I watched the car leave, I was almost crying. When they were here with Bodil, I waved at them and waithed outside until the car had disappered. And now I went into the house at once after I had said good bye to them. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five o'clock, meant Anniversarycoffee in the dining room for old and present students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, &lt;b&gt;the weaving classroom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5266.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This greeted people when they went up the stairs. Fingercrochet, or "påtning"? There is no English word for that, but fingercrochet is the closest I can get to describe it. I used it in my carpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5269.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One hell of a big ball of fingercrochet (and this is just one of three) in front of my carpet. It was Nina's idea to put the crochet on the floor all the way to the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5357.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;b&gt;the sewing classroom:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5270.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5271.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5272.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my vest, skirt (made for me) and shirt there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last &lt;b&gt;the gymnasium:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5329.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our "corner"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5291.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clay corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5326.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Funiture design classes had the other half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5282.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5286.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black and blue ... thing on the wall to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5292.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To left on the column.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close-up on a other things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5283.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frida B.'s obsession with Dalahorses. And Toras skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5349.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The begining of the obsession, we all blame Erik for making her do that seat to his stool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5285.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5287.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5290.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5280.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilde's work. Her version of a tablecloth from the 15th-century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5297.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edvin's cupboard. I love that one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5308.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stools and our First Weaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5310.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5341.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5332.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5330.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5320.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5317.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done by Frida E.'s brother Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5307.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only a few of all the things in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some more things I have finished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5364.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5365.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vest. Just remembered that I had not put up any pictures of it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5360.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piano. It is over four meters long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5363.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The babyshirt. We were told to sew a shirt in tricot. This is mine. It was finished in one day. I am now working more on my coat in sewingclass and I am a bit stressed about it, we only have three more sewinglessons...</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-04-06T22:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-06T21:08:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-06T21:15:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are getting more and more detailed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/gerard34.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/gerard35.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/gerard36.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/gerard37.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gerard Way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/bert17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bert McCracken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/jeph10.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/jeph11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jeph Howard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... well, some of them atleast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bert:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/bert14.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jeph:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/jeph9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frank Iero:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank69.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank73.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank67.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank65.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank71.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank63.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those last four: Could not decide which of those I like best, so I posted all of them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gerard:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/gerard32.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/gerard27.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/gerard28.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From First To Last:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/fftl5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looks like it is &lt;i&gt;winter&lt;/i&gt; and that is why I like that one so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that is all, and now I need to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like &lt;i&gt;Saturday&lt;/i&gt; today but it is fucking &lt;i&gt;Sunday&lt;/i&gt;. Damnit!</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-04-06T17:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-06T15:35:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-06T15:36:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;I was just at the gymnasium to take pictures. Or, had planned to take pictures. But guess what? It was locked, usually it never is during the weekends. Hopefully I can take pictures tomorrow, before everything is taken down.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-04-05T19:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-05T17:36:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-05T17:36:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The exhibition was today. Definitly been interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Will put up pictures of it tomorrow ( I have not taken any pictures in the gymnasium yet) and more writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead, here comes my debut as a model:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5273.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5279.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5278.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer is the sister Klara. It is not all the pictures she took and not the best either, according to her, though I think those are good.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-03-29T17:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-29T16:48:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-29T16:48:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just begun with:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/33-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finished:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing on Pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/Bild003-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Upcoming:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Next Saturday is The Big Exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;The week will be spend prepering &lt;i&gt;all over school&lt;/i&gt;. The main exhibition (my class, clay class, and both furniture classes) is in the gymnasium. What does not get room in there will be in respective classroom.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-03-27T23:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T22:20:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-27T22:20:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happens when I am bored and too lazy to go to bed at night. With only Paint to work with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/mcr12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My Chemical Romance)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank77.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank78.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank79.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/frank9-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Frank Iero)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/gerard6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gerard Way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/sonny11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/sonny12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sonny Moore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/manips/matt8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Matt Good)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am going to bed soon.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-03-19T20:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-19T19:44:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-19T19:44:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, here follows pictures of finished things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5252.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wrote, &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to put it on the vest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5254.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the toys we were doing? This is mine. It lost a toe D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5250.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pants. I have not done the writing yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I started with next weaving project, a piano ... eh, only the keys. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is ... very unnecessary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan Marsala thinks Story Of The Year is &lt;i&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; band and only cares about Adam Russell for one reason:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(During &lt;i&gt;Burning Years&lt;/i&gt;, from their DVD &lt;i&gt;Live In The Luo&lt;/i&gt;. Adam jumps down from the balcony.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As soon as this song comes back in, you guys better fucking catch him, because he is really important to my band, ok?&lt;br /&gt;Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(singing) &lt;i&gt;From this house of our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Shut the door and light the match&lt;br /&gt;throw behind you&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(half screaming) You better catch him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*finishes the song*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit. Haha! They caught you, dude!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That makes me smile every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to buy that DVD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mext" is the new name for Mest.&lt;br /&gt;Or not.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-03-16T16:31:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-16T15:39:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-16T15:39:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I finished my carpet this Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken with my cellphone so it is not the best quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/Bild003.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened to the warp that was left when the first carpet was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/Bild004.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-03-05T16:58:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-05T16:10:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-05T16:10:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Three days of this week has passed and I have had three diffenrent Green Day songs stuck on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: &lt;i&gt;Favourite Son&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: &lt;i&gt;Homecoming&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: &lt;i&gt;Hitchin' a Ride&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all three cases I know just a few lines. It was those lines I kept singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started with my carpet now. Finally.&lt;br /&gt;Still working on my pants though. Hopefully I will finish them this week. Well, finish the sewing part. The writing on them is another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my eye are friends again. Thankyouverymuch, I can use contacts again.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-02-29T15:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-29T14:28:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-29T14:31:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5237.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Used heart.&lt;br /&gt;Should have been red, but I was too lazy to go and get red thread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5239.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two random cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5243.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_0595.jpg"&gt;Original.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5242.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_1884.jpg"&gt;Original.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5245.jpg"&gt; (front)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_5246.jpg"&gt; (back)&lt;br /&gt;Morot again. Both sides of it, because the front look like ... a hairball?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_3399.jpg"&gt;Original.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos are not the best quality, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began the Mest patch about two weeks ago, and it takes forever to finish (it is 30x40 cm). I have half of it left.&lt;br /&gt;Next week I will start with my rag carpet. Interesting. Colored some old sheets black for it today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My right eye is a bitch. I can not have my contacts today.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-02-11T23:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-11T22:38:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-11T22:38:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I have a small Mest-nostalgia-period.&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday while I was in the sewingclassroom and worked, the radio was on and they taked about which bands the listeners would like to see doing re-union tours.&lt;br /&gt;Meh, that only mad me sad that I didn´t got to see Mest live...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am almost done with my vest, it is now about ten cm longer and have the lines &lt;i&gt;I´m taking back the life you stole&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;I´m jaded now whatever that means&lt;/i&gt; in weaved bands, where the sleeves once sat. Now I just have to do that Mest patch and sew on everything else on it.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing for sewingclass are pants. I have started with mine. Decided to write &lt;i&gt;Pants On Fire&lt;/i&gt; on the left (I think) leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in weavingclass we are doing ... art weavings?&lt;br /&gt;It is in one of the techniques we try that I will make that Mest patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/21-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A test&lt;br /&gt;For Mest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;and just because that rhyme that got two lines&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/22-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are in the technique called &lt;i&gt;lisere&lt;/i&gt;. Also did a The Used Heart. And two random cats.&lt;br /&gt;I have also done the same picture of Morris and another of Morot in &lt;i&gt;damast&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y272/zasbbc/Grebbestad/IMG_4986.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Klara and I.&lt;br /&gt;Hilde saw us talk once and thought we were sisters, so now we have adoped eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the word &lt;i&gt;random&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-01-29T17:38:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-29T16:58:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-29T16:58:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Had a power failure in half of the school. In random places too. We had Sewing class and the lamps in ceiling worked, but none of the sewing machines did.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was 30 minutes early because of the power failure, and by that time the power was shut off in the whole school, so someone could look at what-ever-it-was-that-had-happened.&lt;br /&gt;At two pm the power came back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started to work at my Do Redo project, the jean vest. So far I have cut of the sleeves and am working on ... extending? it with about one dm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got two new looms today. Two of the old are sold. The new ones needs to get a tan. They are almost as white as I am, pssh.&lt;br /&gt;We had a dance floor in our classroom before the new ones came up. The dance floor lacked music. No one danced. We cleaned. And got irritated at the air in the room, it was full of dust. Hilde has asthma and had to leave. She was in the Print Room and worked. Me and Tofva went there a few times to get fresh air. And talk to Hilde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for this post.&lt;br /&gt;I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.</content>
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    <title>_belsibub_ @ 2008-01-21T19:05:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T18:07:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-21T18:07:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Feels like I only update here when the firalarm goes off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time it was someone cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, damn thing!</content>
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    <title>Nice start of the new term, not.</title>
    <published>2008-01-07T18:49:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-07T18:49:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">01.15 &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That damn firealarm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold waiting out side in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;A guy decided it was fun to have some incense lit in his room at this time.&lt;br /&gt;And we were told in the begining of the year to not have any incense in our room as it would set the alarm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fifteen minutes we were alowed inside again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not fall asleep unteil after two am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not the only one half asleep at breakfast today.</content>
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