K-Blog

A guy asked for my number a couple of weeks ago, at the restaurant where I work. We had been chatting pleasantly about wine, food and Italy while I took their order (he was there with another guy), brought them their food, and now he asked for the bill and a phonenumber. I didn't know what to say. It is maybe a first. I have been working in clubs for many years and had gotten used to some attention from the opposite sex, but I didn't expect it here. I know, I have been down for a while, didn't feel so very hot and all that. Top that with the fact that I actually had a boyfriend at the time even if we were taking a break. This guy was pleasant, my own age-ish and from Jutland as I am. Sort of hot in a good-guy-but-with-a-stubble-he's-gorgeous-kind of way. But I didn't really see this last part untill he asked for my number. I said something to the effect of "coming right up" and then I returned with his bill. He was already standing up when I got back to hi...

Since Friday I have been enjoying a few days of no work, and it has been *fabulous*. I cleaned the whole apartment Friday and awarded myself with a nice big dinner of chicken and spinach (cooked the Italian way, mmmmm) afterwards. I went to bed early and got up Saturday to go pick up my older brother who visited from Jylland. We had a lovely day, a big brunch and ended up nerding design right 'till he had to catch the train again in the evening. I took him to the station and bought a few books (photography, erotica and the secret Memoirs of Lord Byron) on my way back home. Udsalg. Mmmmmm. I came home, cooked dinner and sat down to watch tv, when suddenly I realized, I want something new to happen. For me it is a classic: whenever I am going through big changes, I want it to manifest on the outside too. So, I have been thinking about cutting my hair for a long time now, it is in dire need of care but I kept thinking to myself it would be too much of a clichè. But all of a sudden I c...