My blog does not think I'm still in Geneva.

A friend of mine recently said to me: ”Emil, your blog seams to think it’s still in Geneva”. I guess that was her subtle way of saying: “Update your fricking website!” Said, and done.

Since I came back from Geneva I have been shopping like a maniac for things to my apartment. Plants, pots, curtains, shower heads and I’m desperately trying to find mosaic tiles for my kitchen. Maria, my dear friend has been my assistant, my driver and brain stormer in all this. Sometimes I wonder how she can put up with my anal obsession with details in my apartment.

I’ve started to gaze across the borders of Sweden again, my backpack is itching and my passport is whispering in my ear. I’ve decided not to listen for now, but when I got the heads up at work last week that they might not continue and get my contract renewed after August 31, I couldn’t help fantasizing about warmer climates, more open people and new sceneries. Anyway, for now I’ll flush all those thoughts down the toilet.

Speaking of flushing things down the toilet, my cat apparently has made an important decision for himself. My cat has never liked the litter box and he always preferred standing on the sides of the box while doing his business. Watch this video and you’ll see what I mean.