Triumf! Seger! Vivat! Eja! Eja! Hosianna i höjden! Basta! Bravissimo! Kyrie Eleison! Halleluja! Kära läsare - du vet ej min lycksalighet. Du vet ej, att jag nu på stunden, nu i ögnablicket, nu på minuten, nu i momangen - såg "mitt fall" i DN i ändan. "Inga disciplinära åtgärder på anmälan".Lovad vare Herranom i evighet! Amen!"

      Yours Truly have stopped taking pictures of the House and its inmates... Why..? IDK.. I think it got something to do with lack of future prospects.. No job, no plans, no funds of any descriptions - no future..? The ony things I do everyday are cleaning, washing, cooking, feeding and looking after the animals, reading and exercising - gym class & swimming, that´s it. It takes days, sometimes weeks without talking with or even seeing one single person. The breadwinner disappears every morning at 6 AM sharp and shows up again 12 hours later; eats dinner, puts on a head-set and goes to bed by 9 PM... My entire world has moved into my head.. I don´t mind too much... but keep waiting... to see what happens.. Sometimes I feel like those American dogs in sickly Appalachian Mountain songs who sit on their dead masters graves.. listening and waiting. There is no way to escape from that strange feeling.. 

The only model I can´t escape from is myself... *LoL*