Atomic Playboy

Over the last couple of weeks we’ve been working hard on getting the floor upstairs ready. And by “working hard” I mean I’ve been downstairs playing World of Warcraft and occasionally handed my dad a tool.

I’ve moved away from Stockholm — I’m now some 600 kilometers to the south. I lived with my mom for a few weeks, and now I’m at my dad’s place. Once we’re done upstairs (with my helpful WoW playing), I’ll get a room there that’s about the size of the living room in my apartment in Stockholm.

My furniture is still in my apartment, so once we’re done here we’ll drive up and get everything and clean the apartment. Then things can finally go back to somewhat normal. Right now there’s lots of stuff crammed in every corner downstairs.

It will be great to have a room of my own again. The long-term goal is to find an apartment of my own somewhere, but until then I’m living here.

It felt bad to move away from all my friends in Stockholm, but we’re still in constant contact via IRC, blogs and diaries on a community. I drifted away from my friends down here when I moved up to Stockholm three years ago, but I’m already working on fixing that.

And now to convince myself to take a shower instead of going back to sleep.