Today, at the pizzaplace
As we were leaving, my sister and I saw a gummy candy pizza (which, just in case you’re uncivilized people and don’t know, is a lot of gummy candy shaped in a way that makes it look like a real pizza) and we were of course like “Whoa, look! A gummy pizza!” and then the pizza guy told us to take some candy off of it and it turned out that the gummy pizza’s base was made up of small gummy pizzas! (which is a gummy bear shaped like a pizza.)
My sister and I bought matching TLC shirtdresses at H&M today. They cost 3 € and are amazing. She also bought Biggie Smalls leggings for 3 €. Then we swung on her swing (she has a swing in her living room) and video’d that and then we took a nap.
Today I saw a kid, maybe seven, standing up in the bus, reading a book, trying not to fall over while turning the pages and I found this so sweet and wonderful. I got so sentimental because I was this kid and if I don’t have my kindle with me, I still am that kid.
A very cool thing the Apple store could save off of my fried hard drive was my dropbox folder. My dropbox folder.
The Apple store could save 12 out of 400GB of my hard drive. I don’t know which 12 but I really hope it’s not just half-downloaded torrents, gifs and Libertines demos.
I think I forgot all my brushes at home but if I’m correct I also forgot them the last time I left Vienna, so all’s well.
Today was full of nasty issues I could solve and I never lost my cool during all of it
When I say “nasty stuff”, I of course mean things that are nasty for me. I dealt with an extremely complicated client and after 15 e-mails it turned out that what I did for them in my first e-mail was the way they had wanted it all along. We set up a couple of new processes to make life easier. I dealt with the incapable idiots at Danske Bank, on the phone. Did you know that when you work at Danske Bank, you don’t need to be able to look up your branches SWIFT code? And I was assertive but friendly and did not let anybody walk all over me and only got a tiny bit angry and apologized to the woman on the phone that I knew she wasn’t responsible for her colleague’s fuck-up but that I still had a right to be angry. (And let’s remember that she couldn’t figure out Copenhagen City’s SWIFT code.) I had to use a browser I don’t like and install a program I don’t like to figure out my own SWIFT code. I had to write e-mails to HR. Then I had to go to the copy shop where I don’t know the processes yet and use a windows computer and fill out a government-issued form. Then I had to go to the post office (that is inside a supermarket that smells like fish) and talk to a person and buy envelopes and stamps and post a letter to the government.
This post is just a huge pat on my back for a couple of little things and it’s very boring to all of you but I don’t care.
Today I’m going to be the asshole at airport security that has two laptops and a kindle in her hand luggage and I’m so looking forward to it.
I bought a travel set for cosmetics because it felt like an adult thing to own and I do travel a bit and it turns out that squirting creams and lotions into tiny containers is my true calling.
We’re sponsoring a Chinese non-profit that provides sex ed and advice for girls and I of course couldn’t find out if they had a sponsors page but instead I found this hilarious image of an outraged condom.