Cold, early morning. With a beautiful, golden sun though.

Grabbed the bus downtown. There's a month till christmas and yet they were putting up christmas decorations. Can't it at least wait till December? Oh well. If only it would snow. I wouldn't mind that kind of christmas atmosphere.

Work was hectic. For the same reason that it was relaxed yesterday. Sanne being sick. But I couldn't really ignore my stuff any longer. Christian ended up getting me Sanne's home phone number so I could call her and ask her about it all. Turns out she had told Poul Erik yesterday that he should help me with things. Poul Erik just forgot to tell me that. Not because he's mean or anything. He's just.. a little out there. A little spaced. A little distracted. But nice enough. And after my talk with Sanne I got started on the finishing stages of the flyer. Printed out 300 sheets of paper. Each with 4 flyers on them. 1200 flyers. And then Poul Erik showed me to Huset. "The House". That's where the flyers are cut. Cutted? Nevermind. It was about a 20 minute walk from Gyngen. We did a little smalltalk, not much. But some.

My arms are tired. Carrying all those flyers back and forth.

It was a bit of a stressed day, but good for me too, to learn to deal with things more independently. And it does feel good to do something that actually matters. To have some responsibility. It beats packing wine racks.

But I am also tired. Very tired. I'm going to go write a letter to Knud Erik. He was supposed to send me a photocopy of my psych eval so I could send it to my doc. Plus I want to ask about vacation. Must.. have.. vacation.. on.. the.. 17th.. of.. December. Please.

Toodles.

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