Category Archives: By the way…

I’m a fucking black Barbie

New slippers

I’m so enjoying my new flamingo slippers! !!


I know, this is definitely not a blog for political forum or views but man oh man do I agree with the mayor of Berlin to Mr President Trump.

A wall is just not working, it will just divide more.


And to relax everyone with a random sexy girl by the wall, here you go.

And if you need some more relaxing, fireplace time..


Keep the magic alive in your life. Never let go of your imagination.

Me, opening up to someone #lol #slightysad

Oh but so true.. I might let you in but to really know know me, yeah that might take some time..

Spam me happy 

I love my spam box:

​Young and beautiful blond girl is looking for a man. Ready to serious relationship, want kids. Pro in sex and ready to everything, i like anal sex.

Yes because what I look into a future spouse is anal sex. That means they are committed to a full on relationship. 😆 

Crazy buggers..

images.jpgThink I got a crazy fucker sign on me whenever I finish working late. I sit down and yes I get a person next to me mumbling… so what does one do, you move of course. But oh no, next stop galore, of course loony no 2 arrives being upset I’m sitting on his seat.

Move number 3 and what the hell.. crazy no 3 arrives and mumbles, stares at me and seems happy that I agree, hell I agree to anything at this moment and then gets upset when I don’t listen to him.  Aaaah move number 4. It looks oki so far… nice old lady next to me until she thinks I’m her lost found husband… at this time I’m surrounded by crazy people in my train, I really can’t move anywhere. So I’m happy w this lady.

PS.  I didn’t go home w her, she fell asleep happily… 😆

The Beauty Calibrator

Am pretty sure I saw this contraption in one of the Saw movies.

The Beauty Calibrator, aka the Beauty Micrometer, created by beautician Max Factor in the early 1930s. Designed as a tool for Hollywood makeup artists, the micrometer would provide precise measurements of facial characteristics and identify any ‘flaws’. Were any flaws detected, they would be corrected with makeup.


Sexism in comic books 

Job interview #7

Prague! What the hell I thought.I’ve been in London for so long so why not. My first thought when I moved was to get somewhere warmer, well London is so great but let’s work down to the warmer countries. Yeah Czech Republic. I’m an idiot oki.. 😆 

But my girl was there and once again thanks Air France / KLM. They have an su  contractor there so thought I send them an email asking if they needed a Scandinavian speaker. And.. 2 days later I was on Skype for an interview. 

Unfortunately our Internet at our place was not working perfectly so was sitting in the loo to get the best connection. Here is me sitting on the toilet seat trying to have a decent interview at the same time some people want to poop. Best and most awful interview in my life. And they said yes straight away. Fuck yeah. 

And once again I had only 2 weeks to get everything sorted due to their training starting soon. Was a mess after that. 

But 2 weeks later I was on a 17 hour bus with all my stuff embarking to Prague with no actual idea about where the hell I was going.

 The bus arrived the same day the training started so came in quite ruffled and no sleep to my new job where I still am… and anyone moving to Prague, you will love it. 

So that is my job interviews from 1992-2017. So far i have never been unemployed which is awesome and for people who are looking for jobs, apply everywhere, you can get a job,  you just have to dig in..

Or as the Nike would say, just do it!

Good morning Wednesday 

So what’s up everyone? My plans today, I might go to work, I don’t need to so am in slight limbo, to earn extra cash or to sit at home and just chill.

Oki coffee first then I’ll make a decision. 

Job interview #6

(Continued from interview #5)

I actually met the love of my life due to interview no5. Quick brief, she was working as an aupair in Woking, very close to my job. I will do another post about that.. way to convulted to go into now

Anyway the travelling was killing me.. from my home to Shepperton took frikking ages.. so went looking around and realised I could do this on my own. So went freelance, anyone wanted a quick fix I was your man. So during 2 years I was everywhere in London. Worked for Disney doing travel arrangements for the bosses and artists (actually talked to Johnny Depp once..),  Hogg Robinson and more..

But.. my girl that I met was going back to Prague so… what to do.. I had a long distance relationship before and it exploded,  just face it, it sucks and will never work so decide to head off to Prague. It was either that or just break up.

And that comes to interview #6

Job interview #5

(continued from interview #4)

So fed up with a night shift I was in limbo… 

so found by chance a application again for an offshore/charity  travel agent (crew changes for oil rigs). So applied.

Oki meeting number one was not with the HR but straight away with the team leader who just led me to a computer and pretty much said: – Do these bookings.

So I went ahead and made bookings for them a full day. Ehrm without paying gotta say…

Anyway by the end of the day without an interview he told me he that by me staying that long and he had no complaints about the bookings I had done for them, I got hired.

Best part of this was that it was just close to Shepperton studio and as a James Bond freak i would have taken anything close to where the film studio was. 

Many lunch breaks I was over there trying to get a glimpse of the Harry Potter they were shooting but to no avail.

This one I left by my own accord, the daily commute was a killer especially with national rail which is notorius for never ever being on time. So bye bye. .

Good morning world. 

I hope you all have a great Monday,  got a day off and am just sitting in a nice jazz cafe enjoying morning coffee and some jazz music. Honestly this is a Monday heaven for me..

No, the waitress doesn’t look like this, I’m not so lucky. Think beard and potbelly then you got the image of my waiter. 😆

And then Summertime had to do this to me, my poor eyes hurts so much and if I was in that place I would be up with a pen and correcting the poster.

 Update: the day is just getting better, found a beautiful bookshop so was lurking there for almost 2 hours. So new books, no kindle. I can smell the paper; Ahh bliss.

Update 2: oki this day is getting better and better. I had a full English breakfast. I’m in heaven now. 

Job interview #4

(continued from interview #3)

So my company was bought up by the a different company, story of my life…

So now what…well got lucky again. Good to know a lot of a people.

Again due to my work with Air France / KLM I got an interview with a company for a 24H service for offshore  (crew changes ) so went there and got the job in 15 minutes. They pretty much greeted me and since I know all the people just from the phone, I got the job.

This is the only job I left by myself, working from 6 in the evening until 8 in the morning killed me. Mainly socially, I was sleeping when my friends were alive so went completely to hermit stage. Awful.


Bugger off to one of my beautiful author friend Rain who has concoted a great story for you with some lovely sleazy characters for you.


Sagemill is a city that puts cities like Las Vegas and Pattaya to shame. Those places think they have witnessed gambling, lust, all kinds of sin. They don’t know what sin is. They don’t know that a place can pull you in, chew you up, and feast on your soul until there’s nothing left of you but bone dust. Those places are nothing. They’re only human.

Humanity doesn’t survive long in Sagemill. It isn’t a human place at all, isn’t even in the same world as those pathetic little towns, towns that think bright lights and low morals make them any kind of competition for a place like this. There’s magic in Sagemill. Some say it’s just one little city in a big world full of magic, a world hidden from ours where only a few unlucky or stupid humans end up. I know nothing about a hidden world, but I know the hidden city. I know Sagemill; I know every dark little corner, every puke-filled gutter, and every monster that pass through the city gates. Sure as hell been here long enough to know it all.

Couldn’t tell you exactly how long, though. Time doesn’t mean a damn thing here. You play away your money, your property, your body parts, your mind, you sell your soul for a wish to the street peddlers, and then you fuck away what little is left of you. 

Read more here

I’m Rain, and I’m a writer. Aspiring, so far, but hoping to remove that part in the near future! I am currently working on a fantasy novel with a YA and urban touch. All my stories in one way or another take place in a world called Hurst that I’ve built from the ground up through the years, and that I arguably spend way too much time in.

Job interview #3

(Continued from interview #2)

Oki so after a few years at Air France/KLM i was slightly bored. And due to i had the pleasure of talking and helping travel agents I knew so many of them. I’m gonna brag now but I was damn good at what I was doing.

So when I saw that one of the travel agents was looking for an offshore  (special fares) agent I straight away applied and they responded happily. 

Interview: Was 5 minutes w the boss who said he would hire me straight away except.. what!! 

Well he said, he would hire me but that he wouldn’t hire me unless the other people on the team said yes as well. I still love this boss that he actually would rely on the actual people working.

So had an interview #2.

They called me on the Air France/KLM line and said meet up outside their office. Oki? Wtf..

So was there expecting the Spanish inquisition..

A small team of my to become colleagues came out and said -Pub.

Oki again. WTF..

But yes off we went to the pub and got talking and damn drunk. We talked about everything except work. Music, movies… so at 5 am we were working through kareoke and I was doing an embarrassing ABBA cover but I got hired the day after.

Btw, all of us ended up sleeping on the couch in their office. 

But this was a tough work, we worked like maniacs and often I was never home on time, we slept a lot in the office but man I had fun…

But of course even the best jobs ends when they were bought up by another company… to be continued..

Job interview #2

(continued from interview #1)

So Starbreeze moved.. 

Instead I wanted to move abroad and my single favourite people are the British so why not London? So sent out one single application randomly to Air France/KLM who were searching for a Swedish speaker. 

So got a call back just when I had a party going on. Slightly drunk, well well pissed I would say.. anyway they invited me to London for an interview. So 2 days later I was in Wembley. My interview was going really bad until I saw a book in my interviewers pocket which was a David Eddings fantasy book. I mentioned that it was a brilliant book. So we ended up talking about sci-fi/fantasy for 40 minutes and I pretty much got the job because of that. 

Thank god for sci-fi. So here I come London. 

Now that was a frantic move, I had less than three weeks to sell my flat in Sweden and move to a new country. I was exhausted when I got to London. But I was in my favourite city so I was so happy.

Coffee time 

Job interview #1

My very first job interview number 1 was scary easy, some people knew I had computer skills, this was in ’92 and I managed to land a job just because I was the first name they knew who could do computer networking so no proper interview, they just came and asked if I could sort out their system so got hired just because one of my friends. So landed a job in the computer game development circle.  Brilliant work. 

If u played Darkness by Starbreeze Studios I’m one of the various people getting killed when doing motion capture with them. Awesome work, both inspiring to create computer games but a damn hassle on my social life since we worked mostly during night time. 

Unfortunately they hit a snag with the production company so they had to downsize and move.

So I was one of them who left. So now what… well London was calling..

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