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I went to the cemetary with my parent and my grandma today. Lit candles at Stefan's and grandpa's graves.

First we went to Fresta and Stefan. It was awful. The parking lot, the church. It all raised memories I'd rather forget, the funeral, peoples faces.

It was clear the kids had been there before us, the grave was covered in flowers and candles, all very well planned. They had even placed a pumpkin next to the stone. I figure it's Karin, she's going to grow up to be really artistic, her creativity is allready endless.

Afterwards we went to Silverdal and grandpa's grave, by then it was really dark but the cemetary was lit up by all the candles. Really beautiful.

Grandma took us home to her house for dinner. offcourse I'd forgotten to tell her I'm a vegetarian now and had to eat only rice and vegetables. Her applepie made it worth it though...

Soundtrack: Blister - Jimmy eat world  (clarity)

Poured myself a cup of coffee, picked up the mail from the floor and thought I'd read the paper. It took me one hour to get home from work and now it's 9 in the morning. All I want is some news. But the newspaper has gone missing. Probably it wandered off with Martin when he went to the University. If so, its chances of it returning are minimal.

Might as well update my blog since I have nothing better to do.

The first snow came yesterday, together with the second fall-storm. Stockholm stopped and stared. Noone expected it, which can seem wierd since the winter in Sweden always last at least for 6 months, maybe 8. No, seriously it's november. It's raining. It's cold. And what's the most likely thing to happen?

The subways broke down because of the icy tracks, the busses were cancelled and the cars stood still. I watched the lights on the south-going-highway from our balcony. No lanes were moving and even the exits were still. Silent. I could hear the water under the bridges, and that has never happened before.

And now, the sun is shining, the subways are late, the busses are running and the highwaytraffic is flowing. But I still have no news.

Went to the Forrest Cemetary in the outskirts of Stockholm today. I don't really know what made me go. I haven't been there since I was a little kid and I only have flimmering memories from it. I remember I thought that it had a fitting name because of all the trees, and I remember the sun shining through the leaves.

Anyway, I woke up, had my breakfast and then just went. I can't even recall any decicion being made about it, it was rather impulsive. 30 minutes on a train and there I was.

Wandered, I didn't really care if I would get lost... (If you only find the main road you can take the buss out...) It was so peaceful and beautiful. Found the grave of Greta Garbo, but couldn't locate Anna Lindh or Olof Palme.

I really should do this more often...

Found this little form in Tobbs blog, I'm pretty sure he stole it from somewhere else though... It's very simple, you just let your music player pick random songs from your archive and ta-daa - the soundtrack of your life.

Opening music : I only have eyes for you - Louis Armstrong
Awakening : Gimme some lovin' - Spencer Davis Group
First day of school : Nnnaaammm - Einstürzende Neubauten
Falling in love : That's my desire - The Hollies
Battle music : Numb - Linkin Park
Life's ok : We are the sleepyheads - Belle & Sebastian
Driving : Wicked - Clay Crosse
Flashback : Here comes the night - Them
Reunion : Last thing on my mind - Clive Scott and the Skywegians
Wedding : Together till the end of time - The Spencer Davis Group
Birth of child : Everything Counts - Depeche Mode
Last battle : Armatage Shanks - Green Day
Deathscene : Take it easy - The Animals
Funeralmusic : Walking Alone - Green Day
Credits : Neverland - The Knife

Well, some of it is pretty ok. Maybe not the best picture of my musictaste... The weddingsong seems very appropriate, but the birth-of-childsong kinda worries me...haha

A friend of mine won a election-poster-competition held by one of our top national newspapers. It was pretty funny. And it was pretty obviuos which political party wouldn't get his vote.

I haven't even mentioned the election. It was a rather historic event actually. Sweden switched colors over night. All of the maps in every news cast made it very clear. From being a red nation for as long as I can remember Sweden turned blue on september 17th.

A part of me cried, but another rejoiced. Because I have to confess, I too wanted a new primeminister. And now we got one. Even though he's blue.