Just when you think life is great...

....life kicks you're but. Again..

We have had some wonderfull weeks both Sander and me. In fackt we have had a normal life for sevral weeks! I have so enjoyed it, and I realy thought that sex-overdoseing had solved my problem, but allas...

This Mondays draining was back to normal. Painfull and hellish.
And on top of that Sander had an attack Tuesday.It was one of the hardest most scary attacks ever, and he is still in hospital totally worn out by it.

I am back on my feet now, but I am tired and maybe a bit depressed. Lasse is having a case of the blues too, missing Arn terrebly. It is understandable, and I can't comfort him. I can just be here and let him cry on my shoulder (or fuck me...haha)

Beautiful Arn...how we all miss him. It is so strange to think of that we will never ever see him again. Forever is a realy long time.

After a warm, sunny start of May, the rain has got it's grip on Oslo. Pouring down on my missery. The house feels cold even with a fire in the evenings. I have sleept holding Lasse thight both for warmt and comfort. He is still asleep, but I had to get up to take a painkiller.

We will go to see Sander this afternoon. Hopefully he will get out of hospital on Monday...but I think the doctors worry. Why did he get an attack again now? Why so hard??

Ill give u something cute to look at. Here's Sweedish Eric Sade!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nfx0OMM2u0A