Singer, songwriter and line dancer

Woke up today with hair standing in all direktions and make up glued under my eyes... This means I was slightly drunk when I got home, but I don't feel hung over at all so it's all good.

You might wonder why I was slightly drunk last night and that's because we had a personel day yesterday followed by afterwork. We had fun and games all day long, and then we got to eat a delicious Italian buffé, then we danced, then there were entertainment, we were all taught to dance line dance... It was the most fun I've ever had at work!

One of the challenges was to create a song with certain words in it, and because I'm *such* a good song writer I immediately took on the duty. And - of course - it became a great success! We performed it in front of all the others and got really big applaudes, people even cheered "one more time, one more time!" but some of us where too embarrased to go up on stage again... People came up to me all night and told me how good my song was, some even thought it was the best thing of the entire day (me, not so much;)...

All in all, I am happy. Now I'm doing laundry and later on I'll read books and enjoy some chocolate. I've earnt it.

So lately, been wondering....

...who will be there to take my place?
When I'm gone you'll need love
To light the shadows on your face
If a great wave shall fall and fall upon us all
Then between the sand and stone
Could you make it on your own?

När jag inte längre finns kvar här i Luleå, vem ska då ta min plats? För det finns ju ingen annan Fia, och inte heller någon annan Tuffsefluffse. Hur ska ni klara er utan mig, och jag utan er...?

Drömmer de mest underliga drömmar om underliga kollektiv där jag hela tiden upptäcker nya rum och inneboenden, varav ett rum liknade ett lasergame-rum som verkade väldigt intressant. Jo, och så hade jag en liten voffsing som skulle gå ut hela tiden, och så verkade jag bo mitt i centrala Göteborg. Jag älskar mina drömmar, de är så fantasirika och underbara. Speciellt gillar jag miljöerna jag drömmer om, underliga hus med trettiotusen olika rum, möbler och olika nivåer. Gång på gång drömmer jag om att hitta hem, och det måste ju bara symbolisera min önskan av att slå mig till ro...

Förhoppningsvis slår min dröm in snart...
/Fia over and out