discontentI want to play music SO bad. :( This is going to drive me to buy an ipod or at least a little mp3 player with earphones. If I have to listen to the never-ceasing hum of other people's conversation without let for the rest of my Ericsson career, I'll go insane.
It's all every bit as bad as I was hoping it wouldn't be. Perhaps I'll become immune and droid-like, beyond caring. Perhaps I'll go postal. Or, since I don't work at the post office, perhaps I'll go telecommunicatal.
However, this made me smile: Animals on the Underground
My idiot brain: Someone near me is eating an orange. The smell is overpowering, in a good way. It smells SO good. I say, "Mmmm, det luktar orange," to my colleague over the bookcases. pause She says, "Menar du, det luktar apelsin? Jag tror inte att färger luktar någonting." Manic laughter from me ensues as I realize my mistake.*
*Translation: I said, "Mmmm, it smells like orange." She replied, "Do you mean it smells like oranges? I don't think colors smell like anything." In Swedish, the word for the color orange is orange (pronounced or-anj) but the word for the FRUIT is apelsin.
