Happy Slappings
Wasn’t I sick just a week and a half ago? Now my throat is hurting and my nose is snotty and I am cold and warm at the same time.
Thank god for nose spray and Strepsils. There is nothing so bad that you can’t medicate yourself out of it.
Luckily I managed to complete the Photoshop course before I got sick. Wednesday and Thursday. It went quite well actually. I wasn’t too nervous before it. And the course itself was good. Only 5 other people in it, that made it a lot easier. They were all nice enough and so was the teacher. Nothing to worry about. I also felt like I was a little more at home with computers than the others, so I had no problems. I learnt a lot though. I don’t know how useful it will be for me but I got some good Photoshop tricks.
The hardest thing was just making it through the day. Physically. Getting tired and headaches. It’s a little scary that 9-15.30 is too much for me to get through without being worn down. And this was just a small and easy course. How am I ever going to make it in the real world?
But okay, this was a good step. Then we’ll see where it goes.
Oh want to see the results of my newfound photoshop skillz?
It’s baby Hulk! No, wait. I know it isn’t great. But the joke is that in Danish “hulk” is sort of crying. Sob. So the baby is sobbing. Geddit? Yeah yea, I didn’t say it was going to get me hired for MAD magazine or anything. Also in the horror department:
I actually got praised for that one. All I did was use the burn tool to make the eyes look horrible. But it’s still nice to have people turn around and look at your screen and go “oh cool”. That is not something I am used to.
I thought we were going to be the first lovers on the moon?
Sorry, just watching the Danish grammies. Or “The Danish Music Awards” one lawsuit later. Tina Dickow won a grammy for best Danish singer. Ain’t it the best? She’s a star, she is. Shining like love in the bakery. Speaking of Tina, I was going through an old video tape. I promised to make another Tina fan a copy of my tape with Karrusel and her Puls Talent Spot. And by accident I discovered that I had more on the tape. A performance in Club Electric. I know this all means nothing to most of you. But imagine digging out a video tape of your favourite artist slash old schoolmate and then finding another rare ancient performance. It’s like taking out the video of Mozart’s first major symphony and then finding a recording of him performing Rock Me Amadeus in Kindergarten. Or something alike. Finding rare things on old video tapes is cool.
Not to change the subject or anything, but here are some pictures of Moomincat.
He did his trick about jumping out of my window and then going in through our door in the yard. So he could get into the living room. My mother was once again not happy. I think she’s worried that we’ll get complaints because we’re not allowed to keep cats here. But really, as long as we don’t feed him then what have we done wrong? It’s not our fault that a stray (in theory, coughcough) cat decides to jump in through our windows and doors. We can’t lock them shut all day. So we haven’t done anything wrong. And just because I am ecstatic every time he comes, that doesn’t mean that they can blame me.
My birthday is on Wednesday. I will not only be adult, but also old. I find it a little worrying. Like time is running out. Only it has been for years, and age is just a number. So it doesn’t really matter. But still. Some day I’ll have to grow up.
Kicking screaming.