Just earlier I was thinking that, you know, maybe I would after all like to have children. I mean… Maybe I will after all decide that pregnany might be tolerable, if I have a chance to extend my Family…
I mean… I love my Family. And it’s already quite big - but here I am thinking that it could never be too big.
But then, I am watching this Scarlett (1994) mini TV-series, and at the end of episode 1.2 there’s this birth-giving scene, where the baby is CUT OUT! The Stomach IS CUT OPEN! FOR THE FUCK OF IT. AND YES ! I know it’s the 19th century only, ideally, but still!
It’s like two ends of a scale… it never settles. One time one weights more than the other end, and then other time the other weights more.
Pff!
Alright. Off to watching Episode 1.3 - Who cares about sleep, huh?
Oh well.. I will try to see through the bad memories! :D
So exciting!
+ the occasional love for Estonia! :D
10 points to Estonia!
Me: Wooooooooooow!
12 points to Sweden!
Me: YES! Thank you!
Every time Sweden gets 8 or more points, I am woo-hoo’ing and clapping! Or every time Sweden gets more points than Russia!
Thank god I am alone. Otherwise I might have to be quieter. Not so loud.
But! Sweden!Sweden!Sweden!Sweden!
Even though only half the countries have voted…. I hope there won’t be some unpleasant surprises !
