Coffee break!

Sorry. I feel very stupid about blogging every time I have a break at work today. What is it about breaks anyway? They sure are funnier when you experience them with some or just one of your coworkers. But alas I sit here alone. With my coffee. Yum! Nice and hot. And organic of course.

The first time I entered the backyard to the cafe I felt like I would really want to live in one of those apartments above and beside the cafe. It's cute and remote web though just behind those walls you'll find one of the most traffic filled streets in the heart of Aarhus. It doesn't have a garden or anything pretty really in fact all there is is lots and lots of trash containers, bicycles and stairs. But I adore this place anyway.

Break

Okay, so I have that distinct feeling that I'm a weirdo. Yeah, yeah people would say that to me countless of times all the time every day. But this is a matter of weirdness in the way that I don't know how to fucking take a break during work hours! What's wrong with me??
I suddenly had coworkers coming in and one of them asked me if I'd like a break. And. I. Didn't. Know. What. To. Do.... So my boss told me to go outside and take a break. Smoke the fags I don't smoke..


Here is the fag:

The hunger game

You'd think the Danish population was part of such a thing taking this photo to further investigation. I'm shocked and sickened by the human behavior which makes people act like this. I mean, really? The store has been closed for maybe ONE day! Nothing more.. It's not like you're going to starve or anything. Geez people get a grip!

Wild and free

Go to hell said the brain to the body.

I feel like running away. I feel like breaking every rule. I feel like disregarding every socially acceptable behavior. I feel like doing as I please.

Yet I don't.

I keep repeating this pattern and I'm sick of it. I do as is expected of me. I never step out of line. I do however do random and unexpected things.

Two months.
Two months until I'm officially free. Free to do as I please. Free to run around in the wild screaming my lungs out and making myself feel dizzy. No responsibility other than being good to nature.

I'm a spoiled child and I know it. I don't have a bad life I'm just numb from living this domestic life with no fears and no dangers. I need adventure. Escape.

Them heartaches

While looking through my medical notes searching for my vaccination chart I stumbled upon this old-looking paper folder in my journal. The distinct look of being an official paper screamed at me as I looked at the words. Cardiology ward Skejby hospital.
What did this mean? My curiosity made me open the paper. To my big surprise this was a paper slip I was supposedly meant to give to my dentist or doctor if I was to have any surgery or things done with my teeth. Obviously I've never given this to anyone. Makes me wonder.

I always knew I was born with something wrong with my heart. I find it odd though that it could be worsened by bad dental care. Creepy considering I'm not paying much attention to this.

Additionally I discovered it's been 5 years since my last tetanus vaccine timed out. I'm shocked to discover this since I thought I was still covered by it. Damn. Anyhow I obviously need to have it renewed in order to go to Alaska without fearing any mayor infections. Luckily it's a pretty cheap vaccine :D

Disregard normality acquire bruises