i have to get up VERY early tomorrow. a taxi is coming to get me at 4.30, to drive me to the airport. i'm going to dalarna, to work at an unemployment office there for a week. i really, really, really don't want to go! i don't like being away from home. i think the whole idea with having a home is to be in it... from now on i'll have to go away a lot, which makes me not very happy at all. after the week in dalarna i get a week at home, and then i have to go away two weeks in a row. in march i'll only get one small little week at home. stupid, stupid unemployment office! and i have to pay taxes to pay for these trips that i don't want to take.