It's one of those nights when it feels impossible to fall asleep. Everyone s either snoring or talking way too loud in their sleep, cars are roaring past outside my window and it's so light outside it's practically morning. The sun will be up in a hour. Oh dear.

I really envy people who can fall asleep on command, sleep through everything and get ( Read more... )

So I was supposed to sit down and write on my warbigbang ficlet, but somehow I ended up here again.  Huh. Me, a procrastinator? Never.

Jesus, woman, you need some discipline in your life.

I have actually, like the closet-hipster I am, been writing the ficlet on my typewriter. It's very old and mint-green. I am a hundred per cent positive that I lived in the ( Read more... )

It just so happens, that after I became a member of the voluntary air force everybody is tugging at me. The home defense's intelligence department wants me to join them and I'm seriously contemplating it at the moment. Although, that's not exactly what I'm after. I want to be a pilot or a paratrooper. I'm really not choosing the easiest paths (but ( Read more... )

I have my afternoon coffee. My cold seems to be about to give up, even though it refuses to surrender completely. It's a quite good Saturday, I must say.

I squealed rather loudly this morning when I saw that the extraordinary Captain Dale Dye had accepted my friend request on Facebook. I'm a major fangirl of his, to be honest. Dye is a Vietnam ( Read more... )

There's a few things on my plate today. But it's alright. most of the things are fun, so I'm not exactly complaining (who am I kidding, of course I am).

First of all, my sister is getting married in a few weeks and there's a lot of stuff going on there. It will be a most spectacular and funny wedding (not to mention hen party). I have to find a ( Read more... )

I'm doing a little dance of joy right now.

There are other ways of getting into the Swedish army. You can, if you have no other alternative or if it fits you better, go through the voluntary defense. They train people in different fields so that you can get a permanent position in the army later, or even better, go through the real training ( Read more... )

I'm not really a people person. There are times when I feel like slapping people for being so unimaginably stupid that I cannot cope. But I don't. I don't really like confronting people. I'd rather keep a low profile than to bitch and moan to humans that don't listen anyway.

One thing that I keep hearing about myself is that I am calm. Relaxed. I ( Read more... )

 
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 I have always been fascinated by the men and women that go to war. They are only human, not even close to superheroes, and still they manage to muster up massive proportions of strength and courage. They fight and overcome. I have always wondered if I might be like them.

A few years ago this idea started to grow inside me. Was I good enough? Brave ( Read more... )