Sometimes I just need inspiration, hence I browse the Web. What compells me to write is all about urge. If I don’t feel it- I won’t write it. I have something brewing on the “Swedish Fuck Union” (Facket) and a sallad bar incident. The latter provided the final nail in the coffin I needed to just ask myself, why do I pay several hundred kronors per month for such rubbish? Besides, I’m on sick-leave and I asked my union what they could do for me. I got the answer “nothing”.

Moving on, “Tobias” has nothing to do with aforementioned. I read Emma’s post “Tobiasregistret” and felt compelled to write about it. I also realised that there are more things to life than “just” organ donorship. There is also “the national registry for voluntary bone marrow donors“, which is a field in itself. I’m glad I don’t have leukaemia for instance. By the way, you ARE living up to my Terms and Conditions, right? I will keep reminding you, just so you know.