I’m sorry to have neglected you this week, faithful readers, but Work decided that I had to spend this week – and probably the next two weeks – in Rat Race Hell.
I was supposed to go to Stockholm this weekend to celebrate Klas‘ birthday with him and his brother Tomas, but that’s not going to happen now. Oh, well, he has a birthday next year, too, and it’s not like Stockholm will disappear any time soon. Or at least that’s what I hope.
As you can probably tell, very little has happened this week, which means that there is very little for me to tell. Some Most of you probably don’t care.
Oh, yeah, my SleepTracker still hasn’t arrived. It’s been in the mail for almost two weeks now, I could’ve walked to Sweden, picked it up and walked back home again in that time. I hope it’s just stuck in customs. We’ll see.