The world seems odd -- dark, fuzzy, unclear.
My brain is having trouble understanding;
to see things as they were.
I don't know why.

My body gets colder every minute,
every second that goes by.
The world's draining slowly from my sight,
getting fuzzier, darker. Colder.

A noise, some disturbance, awake my thought;
there's a spot I see, not dark as everything else.
It's coming closer, towards me, shining.
Filling the world with golden light.

As it nears me, I feel alive once more,
seeing the world clear and bright.
But only for a second, or less,
for then everything disappears.

Now all things I see is bright, shiny, golden;
every drop I drink is sweet as its colour.
There's warmth everywhere;
I no longer remember cold.

I feel peace. I feel comfort. I feel alive.
I think I'm dead.


[There's no hidden meaning here, or anything, so don't search for one. I just took a break from my studies.]

Yeah, exams next week. So I got to study. But I don't really want to. But I have to. I don't like that.

I've added an RSS2.0 feed for this slog now: http://jolle.se/slog/rss.xml.

I'll soon add a nice link to it somewhere.

It's a big universe, or so it seems, but even so, each person's private universe is as small as they believe it to be and make it. To realize all the possibilities, and create what can be done, in this private universe, you have to understand its limits. When you do, you also realize how to make it grow, and in the end, how to fit anything in it.

Good luck.

I now have a set
of shelves in my apartment,
there can books now live.

The purple hedgehogs are invading! Run!

I've moved. But I'm very busy and tired right now. Better entry soon. Maybe.

I'm busy preparing to move, which I will be doing this weekend, so don't expect too many updates here. I'm also not going to have an internet connection at the new place for a few days.

As if this wasn't enough, I need to study, but that will have to wait for now...

Whee, this slog is 0.25 years old now. And in the past three months, I've written 67 entries. That's about 0.74 entries per day. And I've estimated that about every third entry have been somewhat fun. That's about 0.25 fun entries per day, or 22 fun entries altogheter. Excluding this entry.

- I got this new quantum computer yesterday.
- Cool. How is it?
- It's alright, but it's a pain to program.
- Why?
- Because all my boolean evaluations always turn out both true and false, at the same time.
- That must complicate things.
- Yes. My if clauses always get executed, as well as the else clauses. But at the same time, they're not executed at all.
- Tough.
- Yeah, and as if that wasn't enough, the programs always calculate all values that are possible to compute. I'm going nuts about it.
- So why don't you throw it away?
- I tried, but it turned out that I both threw it away and kept it.
- Oh.

When I don't know what to write, I always ask myself "What would Mr Cookie have written?" And then I always realize that "Eat me!" isn't such a good thing to write.

To believe that something is what it seems like is probably for the most part a good thing. Sometimes it isn't, though. The important thing is to learn when to believe it, and when not to. This may seem obvious, but if you don't know if it's good to believe that this is what it seems like, then it's not that obvious, now is it?

As everyone knows, the key to learning a new language is to memorize some useful sentences. Swedish is no exception, so here follows a few sentences in both English and Swedish.

My chicken does not appear to be boiling.
Min kyckling verkar inte koka.

Do I look like John Wayne?
Ser jag ut som John Wayne?

That rubber horse looks like John Wayne.
Den där gummihästen ser ut som John Wayne.

Waiter, there's a hole in my soup!
Kyparn, det är ett hål i min soppa!

It's easy to learn obscure sentences.
Det är lätt att lära sig obskyra meningar.

Now, that wasn't that hard, was it? Of course, from what you've learned today, about the only thing you can do, if you end up in Sweden, is to get a cab to a suburb, and then get all your money taken away from you. So tune in next week for our continued Swedish course!

Once upon a time, there was a bean named Henry. Henry was a magic bean, and could thus be sold to suckers. He was once sold to an oaf named Aight. Aight planted Henry, and Henry grew up to become a great beanstalk. Then there was much excitement, ending with Henry being chopped down. That's what happens to magic beans. The End.

The Julmust-season has just begun (ok, so it begun some days ago, but it has begun, anyway). Julmust is a very nice kind of soda. It doesn't really exist outside Sweden, as far as I know, but a direct translation of "Julmust" to English would be something like "Christmas must".

A funny thing is that in most countries, the amount of Coca Cola^TM sold increase at Christmas, but not in Sweden. No, in Sweden, most people drink Julmust for Christmas instead. That's how good Julmust is.

Of course, for people who, like me, doesn't like Coca Cola^TM that much, this doesn't really mean anything. But Julmust is great, anyway.

Now, from the traffic statistics for this site, I can tell that most people reading this slog actually are Swedish, and as such, most people reading this already know about Julmust. But this entry is mostly for the few of you who aren't Swedish, and don't know about Julmust. Now you know. [To be honest, I actually don't have any traffic statistics for this site. I'm just guessing. But I think I'm a pretty good guesser in this case. If you aren't Swedish and want to tell me that you're reading this, then you can, if you want to, send me an e-mail. My e-mail address, obfuscated, is jolle atyay jolle otday se. Fell free to send me an e-mail (that goes for everyone).]

I think that in some respects this is a pretty lousy post. But it mentions Julmust, so by definition, it's good anyway.

Tomorrow is another day and the start of the rest of your life, and all that. But yesterday, so was today, so does it really mean anything?

Today I bought cookies. And I like cookies, you know. That's what makes it so fun, because now I can eat cookies.

It has come to my knowledge that there's been a traffic increase to this slog [this isn't true]. And as I'm a very greedy person [maybe somewhat true], I've decided to add ads here [this isn't true]. This will make me very rich [could maybe have been true, but probably not], and I'm therefore going to buy myself a small country somewhere [yeah, right].

What does this entry teach us? Never let yourself edit your own lies [actually, it doesn't].

Yarr, I know you all miss the entries that haven't been for a while, but it's all because of something. And I'm not all that sure that that's a correct sentence. I mean, 'the entries that haven't been for a while'? Come on! And how do anyone miss anything that haven't been? No wonder I haven't written anything here recently.

Help, help! I've been left in the sun. I'm melting. I'm melting. Nooueuiaqwadlskjgfköajdfg.....