  Busy days To say the least. Tuesdaynight I was babysitting my cousins with my mom. They are absolute cuties and it was really nice having them around.
After work on Wednesday I again napped (yes.. I love my siesta) and then I went to a family birthday party. Wasn't exactly the most fun thing I've ever done, but afterwards we went urlLink here to watch candles being rafted on the city pond. This event was in memory of those who lost their lives in Hiroshima 1945. I've wanted to go every year, and this time I did.
It was quite moving. Thursday was a day I'd like to forget. 12 hours of work, thereof a 8 hours shift that almost drove me insane. I don't like working with lazy bums. It makes me aggressive and stressed. I remember few times where I've been this frustrated. And I couldn't hide it. I worked from 8-16 and then from 18-22. In between I of course squeezed my beloved nap, and fortunatly showed up smiling at the second shift.
And I actually enjoyed it, but then again, I was working with good people. Thank god nobody at work knows this link... Yesterday I had a massage from hell. So much from hell that I couldn't fall asleep last night and I feel like I did 300 sit ups yesterday. I'm going again next Friday. I'm a masocist. It's official now. And today I was proud. Wet & proud. I finally got to experience Reykjavik Gay Pride !!! And even if I had to wait for the bus for an hour and then get completely wet in the rain, it was worth it.
I hope I will be home next year again. Iceland is fun... and I'm going out tonight to enjoy it =) 
