I am happy to announce that the weather forecast was right. It's raining. I am feeling better.

It was still pretty hot when I went to work though. But not too bad. I washed the floor with Anker. I mean together with Anker of course.

And there was a guy. 15-17 years. And he just stood there and watched us. For 10-15 minutes. We had opened the glass doors in the big hall to get some fresh air in. And he walked up to the open door and stood there and watched us wash the floor. Weird. At first I thought it was Cafer's son or someone there to talk to Anker. But it wasn't. Anker didn't say anything to him. And I don't say anything to anyone. So we just washed the floor and he watched. And then he left. Wery veird. Why would you just stand there and observe someone washing the floor for 15 minutes? I don't get it. And if there's something I don't like then it's being watched. Makes me paranoid.
stupid girl
That was the most interesting thing that happened at work I guess. I was also sent to the gas station to buy milk. They didn't have any left. So I went on a whole big trip. First I went to Bazar Vest but they weren't open yet. So I went down to Netto instead. And got the milk. They really shouldn't send me out on long walks when it's so hot. It makes for boring stories.

After work I went to the gas station again to buy some Cola. And I didn't fail to notice the dark clouds behind that phallic tower in the distance. The sweet anticipation of rain. Made the heat a little more bearable. Maybe because it was getting colder too, I don't know.

But I got my coke. To feed the addiction. And there's some Coca Cola promotion thing going on I guess. You get a free scratch-it lottery ticket. The cute gas station girl gives me mine and says "then you get this ticket for yourself. Don't give it to anyone else". Now I'm wondering why she'd say that? Do people go around giving their lottery tickets away? On my way home my mind starts spinning yarns and comes up with the following theory: The girl is obviously in love with me. I mean she flirts with me all the time (all the time being almost never and flirt being normal talking). So she wants me to win and she makes sure to give me the million dollar lottery ticket. And makes sure that I keep it for myself so I get the prize and we move to Hawaii together. That's my theory.

Now being the good scientist that I am, I of course test this theory when I get back to the lab (the lab being my house). I scratch the scratch-it ticket.

And I win nothing.
darn it
And then I notice that the prizes are either an official world cup ball or a cap. No cash.

This doesn't necessarily mean she doesn't love me though. She probably just made a mistake and handed me the wrong ticket. I'm not prepared to abandon my theory yet.

I think I'll be buying more Cola soon. I like Cola.

And I wouldn't mind getting an official ball either. All the players hate it.

This exciting day was concluded by my mother telling me that there was a hearse with a coffin parked outside our house. Creepy. We do live close to a graveyard but I've never seen that before. I didn't see it today either of course. But I wonder who died and when. The great questions of life and death.

But more importantly tomorrow is Denmark-France and a draw is enough for Denmark to go through to the second round. So I doubt we'll lose by more than 3-4 goals. Ever the optimist.

My fingers are crossed. So I can't type anymore. Nite nite.

np: pumpkins - starla (940828)