<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:16:50.787+01:00</updated><title type='text'>smurfworld</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-6613252769633689561</id><published>2007-01-31T21:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:56:02.022+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The pain that never seems to go away</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was one of the worse days of my life.  I went to the hospital to get my knee fixed, since i have a cyst in there that causes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of pain from time to time and the fucking doctor stuck a freaking needle in the back of my knee with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cortisone&lt;/span&gt;, that heard like a bitch. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; ever screamed so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;loud&lt;/span&gt; in my life. My sister was nice enough to go with me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so glad that she did. She almost passed out when she saw the needle, got thing i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt;. So Ive been walking around like an 80 year old lady. You wanna hear the worse part of it all....... On Saturday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to Thailand. Yep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; right going to sit on a plane for about 12 hours and then a drive for about 3 hours, not so fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really hoping that the pain goes away by then. Well just wanted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ventilate&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;a bit&lt;/span&gt; since i feel sorry for my sister and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Åke&lt;/span&gt; her fiance, that they have to hear my crap all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-6613252769633689561?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/6613252769633689561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=6613252769633689561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/6613252769633689561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/6613252769633689561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2007/01/pain-that-never-seems-to-go-away.html' title='The pain that never seems to go away'/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-553774453825966247</id><published>2006-11-18T01:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:14:27.929+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today we were supposed to have a poker night with a few of our friends after work. I just wanted the day to end so i could go home open a bottle of beer and chill with my friends. We were &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; quite a few people that come, it was &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Agnar&lt;/span&gt;, Nat, Erik, John John, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mateuz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PJ&lt;/span&gt;, John, and &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dimo&lt;/span&gt;. What a night! Nat was nice to go and buy me some beers and ciders, so i would have something to drink on whiles playing poker. So after dinner we thought that we would start playing, but we ended up playing some really &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wierd&lt;/span&gt; card game that was really complicate. I thought why bother so i just started playing some Soul Caliber on my &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;game cube&lt;/span&gt;. I think &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dimo&lt;/span&gt; also thought the game was boring and joined me playing, oh by the way, i kicked his ass in soul caliber! Then we moved out butts into the bedroom where we were talking about everything and nothing. &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Agnar&lt;/span&gt; and Nat come to join us and it became a "4some" in the bedroom.  Gosh did we have fun, lying in bed talking about sex. Its really funny how that topic always comes up. I mean you never get away from the topic! So anyway at 12:00 am they thought it was time to go.  I followed them down to the car cause i thought i would be quite &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; to see how the hell they were going to fit 6 people in a really small car and was that a blast. I almost pissed my pants! So we should &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; have this get &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt; more often, but only next time we &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; get to the point where we do play poker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-553774453825966247?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/553774453825966247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=553774453825966247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/553774453825966247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/553774453825966247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-today-we-were-supposed-to-have-poker.html' title=''/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-4289404329085464650</id><published>2006-11-13T21:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:44:59.452+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday, need i say more...... Gosh what a day i thought it would never end, the phones at work were ringing like mad then i was getting mailed bombed all the time, crazy!!!! My sister came by the office with this guy that she meet on the net, she wanted to tell me that he was going to join us for dinner. At first i was really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;sceptical&lt;/span&gt; and thought shit i really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to go home, i mean i really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; gotten a long with any of her other guys so i thought this time would no be any different, but how wrong i was. He turned out to be a really nice guy called Åk&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;e,&lt;/span&gt; he is 26years old and has a kid at the age of 3years. Talking about a young dad, but pretty cool. So its 21:30 and almost soon bed time, my 2 babies have already gone to bed, so maybe i should join them. I would like to end this by saying " have fun in the sun, get laid in the shade"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-4289404329085464650?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/4289404329085464650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=4289404329085464650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/4289404329085464650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/4289404329085464650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2006/11/monday-need-i-say-more.html' title=''/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-6450767861112831129</id><published>2006-11-12T21:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T21:49:45.059+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Sunday.... the cleaning day. Yeah  we always clean the house and do laundry on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;, but today i had to do everything on my one cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Agnar&lt;/span&gt; had to work and Nat went out on a date. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mind at all cleaning the house all by myself, i think its quite nice, and plus for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; reason it goes faster.  I was talking to Emma and Jonathan on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt;, i find this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt; thing really cool, and the best part about it its for free. I mean what a great program to keep in touch with you friends, thou i need to get myself a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;web cam&lt;/span&gt; and a mic, so that people can hear me, its not so fun to chat all the time plus your fingers get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tired&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sitting here watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Agnar&lt;/span&gt; play this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fantasy&lt;/span&gt; game, it looks pretty cool, but i have no clue what its is all about, and behind me my sister is paying a game that is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; like "Doom". A yes "Doom" now that was a fun game. I remember when i was in school i used to skip class to play computer games, looking back at that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; brings a smile on my face since today i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even own a computer game. Things really to change when one get older.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-6450767861112831129?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/6450767861112831129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=6450767861112831129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/6450767861112831129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/6450767861112831129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-3986509935008517133</id><published>2006-11-04T21:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T21:40:01.138+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday, one of my favourite days of the week, why..... cause you get to sleep in!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Actually&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sundays&lt;/span&gt; are just as good. Nat broke the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;balcony&lt;/span&gt; door handle last night so we had to go into town to buy a new one, i cant &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; they cost 200&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kr&lt;/span&gt;, i thought that was really expensive. Anyway before we left we were listening to music, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nat&lt;/span&gt; was listening to a really old song by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;lucy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;peral&lt;/span&gt;, its called "You" and that is a dam good song, its together with Snoop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dogg&lt;/span&gt;. So in town we bumped into my old friend Monica. Its funny we never need to call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; to hang out we just keep on bumping into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; in town. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think i have ever bumped into someone as much as i do with her.  We had to go home so we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; hang out that much. On the train back home i wanted to listen to my mp3 player, but my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt; kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bugging&lt;/span&gt; my to look and this guy, cause she thought he was cute, and according to her, he kept &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;checking&lt;/span&gt; my out. But of course i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; notice these things. But i had seen this guy before on the train home, and to be honest he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; is really good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carina had invited us to go to church to hear her sing in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;choir&lt;/span&gt;, once in the church i remember why i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; go to church, or why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;religious&lt;/span&gt; for that matter, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;church's&lt;/span&gt; are really depressing, the only time i go to church is if it is someone funeral, so  the feeling was kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;. But the singing was amazing, i tell there is now way one could fall asleep when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;choir&lt;/span&gt; is singing. How do i know.... cause i fell asleep but got woken up just as fast.  Nat and I were playing tic tack toe when the priest was saying a prayer. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; understand a word he was saying, he was a from south of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Sweden&lt;/span&gt; and had a really strong accent, so it was hard to understand what the hell he was saying. After the church visit we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kista&lt;/span&gt; to get some food, Carina and her boyfriend were really nice to help me with the cat food and the cat sand, i bought 1 bag of cat food weighing 10&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kgs&lt;/span&gt; and 2 cats sand weighing 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;kgs&lt;/span&gt; each, so it was a good thing that they had the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i gotta go and learn the lyrics to this song cause its the bomb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-3986509935008517133?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/3986509935008517133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=3986509935008517133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/3986509935008517133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/3986509935008517133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2006/11/saturday-one-of-my-favourite-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-6917757340407196405</id><published>2006-11-03T17:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T17:29:15.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a nice day, we only work until 13:00 as it is a holiday &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; here. SO after work my sister drop by the office and we went to get our hair cut. I cut my hair really short compared to before, so now i have hair to my shoulders instead of almost down to my butt, feels much better. Then we went to the store mega where i bought the charlie brown DVD box, yeah i know i bought more &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DVDs&lt;/span&gt;, hey what can you see, if your a &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;addict y&lt;/span&gt;ou just are one. So now we are just and home chilling and watching a whole bunch of  &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;series&lt;/span&gt;, gonna go and watch some desperate &lt;span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;housewife's&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-6917757340407196405?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/6917757340407196405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=6917757340407196405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/6917757340407196405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/6917757340407196405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-is-nice-day-we-only-work-until.html' title=''/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-5793915197409777386</id><published>2006-10-31T17:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T17:24:55.293+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man oh man, i tell you one should never trust anyone but oneself.  Last week i told a customer that if he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; pay his ticket the airline was going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cancel&lt;/span&gt;, to be nice i told him that i would issue his ticket and he could get back to me on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; with the payment details, did he get back to me, of course not. So now i was sitting there with a ticket to Manila that is not even refundable. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lucky&lt;/span&gt; my supervisor saved my ass but emailing the airline and asking them to make an exception witch they agreed to do against a small fee witch is okay since the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pax&lt;/span&gt; had payed a little sum so we do not loose on this. Shit and i really trusted that guy! Anyway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; glad that it work out, a big star to my supervisor that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;managed&lt;/span&gt; to fix this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to get home, my sister has made tacos for us. That is nice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; had that in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-5793915197409777386?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/5793915197409777386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=5793915197409777386&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/5793915197409777386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/5793915197409777386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2006/10/man-oh-man-i-tell-you-one-should-never.html' title=''/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-4220466054456831762</id><published>2006-10-30T20:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T21:00:01.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goddam do i hate mondays, i tell you its absoulte shit! I mean you have had 2 days to relax and not think about work and then as soon as you steph into the door to work all hell breaks loose, the phone is rining constantly, you have 3-4 people on hold waiting for you, you go over 100 mails to answer, thats a monday for you. But good thing that monday went by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today my sister found out that she has to pay about 10.000 SEK to the tax people in finnland, i mean that a fuck load of money, i feel really bad for her, she has no job and lots of bills to pay and this one was just crazy. Lucky for her thou the people were nice so they agreed for her to pay a sum every month until her debt is paied off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mom got back from Russia, yeah out of all places she went to russia. She works for the swedish embassy, i find it a cool job, you get to travel all over the world.  It was really nice to see her, went over to her places and had some good home cook meal. One dosent home cooked meals everyday so that was really nice, i even got a lunch box. My mom is so cute she bought my sister and i gifts, she got me one of those russian dolls that you open and there is another one inside, really cool, dont know what the name of the doll is thou, and then i got some other things, a cap from SAS, they had a party and were giving out hats so we got one, thought that was quite funny since it is quite ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im half watching a progam on kids that are physicic thats pretty cool, but must be really scary sometimes, its pretty funny cause the kids dont seem to care much about it, but its the parents that are freakin' out bout it, shit i would just embrace the fact that my child has a specail gift. People today just freak out about everything. We should be more like the latin american's "manana manana". Well its C.S.I on TV gotta watch, hella good show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-4220466054456831762?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/4220466054456831762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=4220466054456831762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/4220466054456831762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/4220466054456831762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2006/10/goddam-do-i-hate-mondays-i-tell-you-its.html' title=''/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-3917628245132364659</id><published>2006-10-28T23:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T23:29:06.644+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today was a beautiful day,  sun was shinning, but it was cold. For those of you who don't know it has been raining for about a week straight here, really boring, so it was nice to see the sun, on almost forgot how it looks like. Anyway today i went into town to meet up a friend and his friend, of course they were late, and I'm not taking about by 15min they were 1 hour and 30 min late. But that was okay i killed time by walking into different store, but shit it was a lot of people in town.  When we finally meet up we went to an Indian restaurant to have lunch, it was really nice, i have to say i love Indian cuisine the best, the food is so tasty, lots of different spices, we like! So towards the end of the day i had a craving of buy DVDs, i really shouldn't since i have over 100 DVDs already but i just could help myself, so today i bought 6 new ones to add to my collection. My friends think i have a shopping problem over DVDs and when i think real hard i would probably have to agree. But hey people spend there money on different things and i like to spend mine on DVDs. ´&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it 23.25 on Saturday Nat and Agnar, who is staying with us for the time being because his places is undergoing "stambyte", have no idea what that is in English and we are all so tired its funny how one can be tired without even doing anything. So i guess I'm gonna call it a nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-3917628245132364659?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/3917628245132364659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=3917628245132364659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/3917628245132364659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/3917628245132364659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-today-was-beautiful-day-sun-was.html' title=''/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36702266.post-116197877204907629</id><published>2006-10-27T18:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T23:34:01.948+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i finally got a blog, everyone has one nowadays so why not get one yourself. It was actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Agnar&lt;/span&gt; that inspired me to write a blog, at first i was like shit what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; i gonna write, but then i thought about it, and i have some pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; topics that i want to write about. I guess your just gonna have to keep reading my blog to find out. Well its getting late now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; not but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; really tired went to bed really late and had to wake up really early so i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna call it a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nite&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36702266-116197877204907629?l=crazysmurf.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/feeds/116197877204907629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36702266&amp;postID=116197877204907629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/116197877204907629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36702266/posts/default/116197877204907629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazysmurf.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-i-finally-got-blog-everyone-has-one.html' title=''/><author><name>the smurf mother</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08476166216705551507</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
