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Girls like girls

 Song of the day;;

→ Interpol - The Weekend


Stop reaching in, I'll meet you there

Stop reaching in, I see you, friend

All in good time, we'll speak

Yeah, stop reaching in

Say goodbye, Lorena, to the beach

Heaven knows the week was bombin'

But by the weekend you were here

Asleep in my arms

And the future looked like nowhere I've seen


That really happened

We believe it

It's really magic


Days roll by, non-discreet

The ebb and flow just reflects the infinite symmetry

You will come out for real celebration, hey

You stand in vision, I'll sail away


That really happened

We believe it

It's really magic this time

Feeling even

It's really happening now

Let the weekend spin

Right 'til the end


Please say this whole adventure is dialing in

The deep state, it's all self-interest, leave it there

Breezing, breezing, reaching in

Evident


Feeling even

That really happened

We believe it

It's really magic now

We can see them

It really happened this time

Let the weekend spin

Right 'til the end

--

Pistin eilen Runtille insuliinia ensimmäistä kertaa. Jotenkin jännä, miten hankalalta se tuntu, vaikka mä olen pistänyt itelleni varmaan sellaset 15 vuotta kohta. Jotenkin se vaan on eri asia, vaikka porukat varmaan on siinä oikiassa, että mulle se on tavallaan luonnollisinta. Porukoilla on tällä viikolla molemmilla aamuvuoro, joten mä olen vastuussa Runtin aamuinsuliinista. Itse asiassa ainoa hankala juttu siinä loppujen lopuksi on se, että sillä on niin paljon karvaa siinä niskassa, mihin pistetään, että meinaa olla vaikia löytää semmosta sopivaa kohtaa. Se on kyllä tosi reipas ja tietää olla liikkumatta, ei sitä tarvi juurikaan komentaa mitenkään. Näillä näkymin lauantaina ois tarkotus sitten palailla Ouluun, pitääkin muistaa laittaa fysioterapeutille viestiä että saajaan uusi aika varatuksi. Sairaanhoitajan aika onkin jo varattu ens maanantaille.

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