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December 14th, 1997Lord of IllusionsAs you may or may not have noticed, it's been weeks since I updated this journal. My homepage has also been in a state of disrepair, more or less. The reason is that I've worked, full time, and I'm not used to that. I've also been working extra, and I designed my first commercial homepage, for Candeo Skyltreklam, which is a swedish sign company. Feels good to finally do something I really enjoy, and if the page looks incredibly simple and unfinished, that's because it is. It's also in swedish, so some of you might not be able to read it, but that's life. If they ever get any international customers I'll happily put an english version up. Non-work-related things. We're all more or less out of money now, so payday on the 23rd will be really welcome. The problem is that I've got so many projects and things that I want (or need) to get, ranging from trashcans (instead of just bags lying around under the kitchen sink) through some new clothes (not necessary, but it would sure be nice) to a new computer (which I _have_ to get in January or so). And then of course, there's christmas. This year I've told everyone that I don't want any presents, and that I don't intend to get any for them, so it's out of my hands. This was met by considerable scepticism at work, where everybody seems to be caught in some romanticized version of life right now, where you have your little cuddly boy/girlfriend and everything is sooo right, and really expensive presents for christmas are just part of that perfect little illusion, aren't they? I said something along the lines of "wouldn't it be more fun if you gave someone a present when you _didn't_ have a conventional reason, like a major holiday?" The people I talked with looked at me like I was a leper, and I dropped the subject. Sometimes I forget that most people don't _want_ to see the world as it is, but prefer to view it through rose-colored glasses... |