torsdag, december 29, 2005

Almost a White Christmas

Two days past Christmas it started to snow and it has ever since. It's just beautiful gazing out the window because suddenly the world seems so calm and clean. I'm getting a sensation that everything just stops in motion or at least happens slower.

We spent better part of Christmas at Bodoni where the Christmas dinner for the homeless was held this year. That is also what our documentary is about. Or rather the work behind the event and the people who make it happen. The real enthusiasts. Not at all like the fake ones that I've grown accustom to during my studies. I can't tell you what a relief it was to be able to restore my faith in human kind, especially now around Christmas.

Last night we went to see a the first Narnia movie. Here in Sweden the old series used to air in the days between Christmas and New Years Eve when I was a child so I have to say it was quite a nostalgic experience. I quite liked it, even if the religous intertextualities were too obvious to ignore. I refuse to let that ruin one of my best childhood memories.

Tomorrow we're going to start sorting through around 20 hours of raw material for our documentary. And figure out how to work with Avid. Exciting times ahead.

måndag, december 19, 2005

How Perceptive of Me

I was thinking the other day that this might be the time of my life that I will look back upon as the best time ever.

I don't have a job yet. At least not a real one so I am constantly poor and in desperate need of something so fundamental as a new pair of pants that I really can't afford right now.

We're currently in posession of two small apartments, neither one in which we can live together for any longer period of time and we can't get rid of any one of them until we get a larger one for the right price. We have to sell mine since I own it and then we have to invest that money within one or two year to avoid the taxes and we have to hold on to his to be able to get a larger one. It is all about giving and taking in this apartment war and his apartment is the only leverage we've got right now.

Still I do believe that I am happier than I have been in a long time. Because even though we're living in a redicolously small apartment togheter and spend our days filming our little project free of charge, even though we have practically no other steady income, I feel content.

I notice the small things. Like waking up in the middle of the night and feeling him snuggling closer to me in his sleep. Or finding out how inventive we can be with our limited christmas decorations. I have time to realize how much I love him.

Everything else will hopefully work out too. We'll get jobs and we'll find a better apartment in time. But I do believe that I will look back at this time and remember that I was happy.

lördag, december 03, 2005

Good Times

A friend of mine recently became the proud co-owner of a resturant in a very nice area here in Malmö. I used to study with her way back when I first started at the University. We studied English in Communication together, a course that ironically enough lacked a lot of communication. Anyway, I used to hang out with her and a Norwegian girl a lot back then.

This Thursday we had a little reunion at the new resturant and for a change I had an allthrough positive experience. Aside from the intoxicating feeling you get after a couple of beers it was really nice to get together all three of us again. And it was even nicer to see that my old friend had actually done something with her life and managed to start this amazing new resturant. I think, and I hope, that it will work out. Not only because I wish the best for my friends but out of selfish reasons as well. I need to see some positive results in my surroundings. It feels necessary for me to see that somethings work out the way we plan.


On Monday my boyfriend is going on a meeting to investigate a possible documentary that we plan to work with the following weeks (possibly months). It will be completely non-profit if it falls through but we've come to the point where we feel that we really have to start doing something to keep ourselves from going crazy. I hope it will work out and I can't wait to start being creative again.