cousin: is it true?? is your brother gonna move in with you in stockholm?
cousin: for real?
cousin: amazing! i spent all thursday trying to talk him into it, i can't believe he's finally moving. wow.
me: so, did you cancel your lease?
brother: yeah. it ends in april.
me: ok, but you need to move in with me in april, i can't cover a month's rent on my own between you and gabi moving in/out.
me: and i'm getting a cat.
brother: ... ok. i will take no part in cleaning the litterbox, though.
brother: and you can't get an ugly cat, you have to get a pretty cat.
i think things will be fine.
work went well. it's finally going.. better. or, actually i've stopped putting too much energy into work, which means i feel pretty okay with everything rather than constantly feeling like i'm lacking. the bosses seem pleased. i was even asked to take on the responsibility to update the internal company website with pertitent info. cool. if all goes well, that means i have yet another little "see? i do way too much for too little pay!" item to use come payraise negotiations later this spring.
went and saw perfume yesterday. it was okay. not great, not bad, and peculiar enough that it held out interest (even when things happened that had me and my friend staring at each other in bewilderment). it was a bit gross, with some very beautiful things as well, and several absolutely stunningly pretty redheaded actresses to become smitten by.
so. eh. i definitely recommend the last king of scotland more, but it all depends on what you're in the mood for.