iPhone 4 Cam

I cannot have the Mac, iPAD and Samsung according to the salesman at 3. 

 I am most excited in trying the camera and videorecorder.

So far I am learning the machine. It ain't going that well though here are some pics from nr 4.

ON THE WAY TO COOP

Outside Coop there is a board with notes.

Ok, now it worked to upload.

Still a bit slow but anyway. These were taken also with my Samsung phone and they are very dark, and I manage to put some exposure and shadow on it to see something on them.

I don't really like the quality of the pictures but I like the purpose of taking them, and perhaps this can be seen anyway.

I know, they are really nothing to comment so much about I just like to babble now.

Another shadow caught on a failed capture.

Does it show that it is a water pöl with the house showing in it.

It looked better in real life, this looks like a scary movie.

Also not much to comment.

SHADOWS

What a lovely day today indeed. I unfortunately was directed to stay indoors due to lack of life.

And I missed out on this lovely fall day. =(

Everytime I picked up the camera today, there was a shadow or light of some sort. 

If I don't edit them now I will have anxiety.

That's cool because today I was asking myself 'What's the point?'. 

So, if I look at all the children out there, with their funny little body parts and voices, all popped out by their mothers, I can't help thinking that all women are Gods (and you know why).

As a woman, and I apoloize for the cocky opinion about myself, I am actually God.
How Alien is it that another living being (not species I hope) comes from my body and grows into a full grown up one day, doing the same thing all over again.
You men, apologies again, are not as mysterious ( pleased to meet you anyway on this site).

And I live now, God lives forever.

Halleluja.

Oh well, this day will not pass, because it already did. 

There will be more of these fall days I hope.

Why aren't there more marriages in Sweden in September?

It's a beautiful time of the year, and you never know if it will rain or snow in June here.

 miss God

Let there be light.

 Travels collectively.

 Äsch, I have only my Samsung phone cam with me.
And I wanted to upload more pictures but something is wrong with the computer or internet I don't know which, it takes forever for it to upload and I don't have more patience to wait... =(

 Thank you for waiting.

NOT A USUAL WEEKEND

Was invited to a very funny 'PhD' party where people from all over (Spain, Australia, Asia, Holland...a few from Sweden) ca 80 individuals, came and occupied the room, hall and yard outside. Lots of party mood, nice people and glad to be invited.

Guitar hero was the first activity out:

This performance I saw in the city and was very impressive. Wonder if she is from Russia.

MONDAY THE 27TH OF SEPTEMBER 2010

Diary of a stressed, but satisfied, PhD student in Gothenburg.

06:44    Overslept but hurrying to get ready.

07:00    Showered, preparing for breakfast without coffee, which will be consumed at work, note at       Dept of Rheumatology, because the coffee machine is better there. However, tea is better at Dept of Clinical Virology, so perhaps will change to tea soon.

07:40    Tram nr 3 and 8 to Sahlgrenska. Missed the express 104 going directly to Medicinaregatan.


08:05    Pouring coffee in the coffee room. Sweet. Meet one person I know. The rest of the room is empty. Except the cleaners who are smiling in the corridor.


08:15    Fixing some things in the lab of Rheuma.

08:30    Computer up and running and mailed and other administrative quick things taken care of.

09:30    Start writing article. Oh, I am late for this today, oh well.

10:30     Coffee time and mellanmål at Dept of Clinical Virology.

11:00     Continuation of article writing: Material and Methods expanded and modified.
              Supervisor visit to office, enlightened by order status for my project.

11:55      Administrative work including sending emails  (3).

12:01      Article writing:   Material and Methods continued...

13:00      Writing final first version of material and methods.

14:00        Lecture by Vito Ferro from Queensland, Australia about heparan sulfate inhibitors in          cancer and viral infection.

15:00        Last check up of 'Material and methods' materials - all is right?

19:55        Freezing in the office and reading references.

20:13        Still in office trying to concentrate.

 

POLARISATION

So this is the effect the polarisation filter has? I can actually take a picture at a lamp, yay... =)

Lovely!

THE MAKING OF SUNDAY CANDY ART

Which one is best I wonder? None actually, but just in case...? No there is none I could choose except the powder. Candy art failed. Oh, well.

EXPERIMENTAL ME

Got a photo lesson yesterday and today was first time I actually tried different settings and knew why.

Reason why there are lots of pictures of me is not only because I am an extremely egoistic self-absorbed/loving Kat but also because there are not any other models around.

If you want to volunteer just leave a comment...

Good morning pay day. Espresso please, without milk.

Ready to hit the town this rainy Saturday, which started out getting advice by TV4 news life coach to approach with a positive manner: lite some candles, drink tea and take joy in the fact that we have the opportunity to have a cozy time inside. No time for depression now. 

Off we go to Canon Service Center in Mölndal, to fix my camera so that I can put on my new UV and polarised filter. Little did I know they were closed.

Which comment can I put here?

This is me outside the Canon building, which has mirror windows all over, and I happened to see a welcome sight, me?

Instead I write:

Auto setting.

Edit: Color enhancement

 Shadows, Glow, Sharpening, Contrast and some Exposure.

I'M STILL HERE

Hello? Is there anyone there? Hello?

It's 20:07, Friday night. Let's go.

I'M A GIRL, I'M RIDICULOUS AND I'M OK WITH IT

NOT.

Kidding, I'm ok as long as I have the opportunity to watch 'Law and Order'.

And I didn't even play with Barbie dolls when I was a kid, but cars and my mother was certain I was boy.

O' boy was she wrong! =)

Don't we all have a nail polish side within us?

Even if we put effort in acting adults, meaning pushing down that pipette in the right way, without creating clumpsy bubbles.

Or, not spinning down the ballet room thinking that I can do this, though I didn't spin for 20yrs and I haven't eaten food for 4 days, but I can do it!

Bam! Landing right in the mirror wall! Glued to it, impossible to move.

'Spin the other direction!' the girl sitting down said.

I grabbed her triceps trying to keep the center on the ground.

I continued in the line jumping SPAGAT (split?) in the air, while gathering those muscles tightly towards the bone, across the ball room. Several times.

To be continued....

Waiting hall at Dans Forum, Göteborg.

Dans Forum really knows how to make a proper sink so to speak, with the tall tap (aha, that's why it's call tap water!) so one can easily drink or fill up the bottle. So one doesn't have to bend and squeezze in the bottle under the nozzle, or touch the tap with the lips.

 

First decent tap in my life I see at a like gym institute.

PÅ SPÅRET

Man, that was a boring post! Feelings, feelings, feelings, and now it's gone.

I REALLY have to compensate this to push it down a bit further.

This video is probably my first experiment. Going to Värnamo in Småland (you know where Emil i Lönneberga is from, where the Swedish immigrants to America came from, or the place of economic people).

Music: Alexandra Burke - All Night Long

THE END

I think I finished all my pictures worth showing from Japan. 

How sad.

FULL MOON

I am so tired miss full moon.

U DON'T SEE ME? STRANGE...

Kat's back and she's bad and strong and she likes it.

All of a sudden (yeah right) I turn up side down.

Now that's enough. Pay respect to the readers.

This blog will be about me from now on.

Look of the day

Don't loose your face my love.

It's just a matter of know-how. Wow - nothing is impossible.

 

Look of the day. We like.

AUTUMN LEAVES

From my first photosession. Oj, I remember the feeling of this wonderful day, the new excitement of discovering something new, just like a child.

Location: Hissingen a colorful autumn day.

DO THIS NOT THAT

Don't turn the milk ball on while espresso is in the machine, don't either foam the coffee.

Have a great day today, I know I will.

I DON'T DON'T MIND

I have a scar on my bone which turned crooked. 

Or: I hate you, you disgust me, you annoy me, you hurt me, you turned my life upside down, you messed with me, you put filth on my name, you went behind my back and you had fun.
And me? What did I do?
A punch in my face and body would have been so welcome now, 'cos pathetically there is no pain like the pain I feel on my bone right now.'

My leg was limp for 14 months, one day the pain left and I could not remember how. Like the passed time, which passes like a black out during petit mal,  I felt sad when the pain was not there anymore, because I knew what it meant.  

I allowed it, not so much out of direct fear, but out of no other alternative. In certain aspects of life I am fearless, in others I am so scared and paralyzed, but these moments are kept to myself usually.
I should engage in thanking the universe each day for giving me pain, so that I know what truth can look like, and for survival, because I need to live without it. This blessed truth! Introduce yourself at an early age.
But more importantly,

I AM AN EXPERT IN SEEING BULLSHIT, AND I CAN TRANSLATE ANYTIME.

Damage has been done, there is no way to turn back the clock, it is impossible. I am disgusted by the bigger vulgarity.

Surprise, I really didn't think it would last this long. I actually thought that you were more clever than that.
Again, I thank the universe for keeping me awake, I thank the universe for being able to close my eyes when necessary. I also cheerish the heart that I have, a seed of love which grew with love and humanity. I feel the life in you, and I know that you are fragile.
More importantly,

I am amazed also each min that I was chosen to experience this and to feel like I have felt. Oh, tragedy if I would have been a whole life without it!

I speak Swedish, English, Romanian, French, Norwegian, some Spanish, Russian, German and Japanese
(???? - whatever). Yup, that's how multicultural I am. And yes, now too, the BULL SHIT language. Extremely important to know and to read between the lines.
Another important language, body language. For the past weeks, I am automatically walking with an ultra straight back. I don't know who pushed it, was it perhaps the past time's events or absence of actions which gave me back hope and confidence. Wow, confidence which was never seen before. Believing. Believing. Believe.

I refuse to be bull shit latent. In a communist country I would have been in jail, sitting right next to my mother.

'I really don't appreciate it when you ridicule my suffering, or get excited about upsetting someone (me?). That is the lowest character of all human characters. Kick on the person lying on the floor. And then be amazed that you are not happy.' 

I suffer not 24/7 but 38000/7 to the extent that I cannot produce anymore. I just find myself landing on sheep's eyes, there is no comfort to get here.


BULL SHIT language is not latent, it is characterized by huge infectivity and absence of smoothness. Present or absent stays in the same box unfortunately, but my voice is oh so strong.

 HALLELUJA! Can you hear me?!

My voice is clear and shows no traces of despair. No small wind blowing here, nope. My voice is inversely correlated to justice. Take away my justice and hear my voice. Singing comes natural to me.

No BULL SHIT. Just facts. Eat that. And I will not look in the mirror, which you cracked from side to side.

AND THAT IS THE TORTURED ARTIST'S SOUL WHICH IS CALLED KATARINA, NOT LUCIA.  

Behold, my wisdom grew from initial love, not suffering. 

Wisdom doesn't make me stronger, it only fills me up.

I am not important, but surely, my feelings are.

The power of words.

Read between the lines, life is an illusion and it sure isn't what it seems to be.

AND I HAVE NO REGRETS, ONLY SADNESS.

But tomorrow is a new day, the sun rises yet again, and I dance my way through the day, listening to my iPAD's All night long or something.

I hope.

How do you feel? What will you do tomorrow?

SATURDAY INTERMEZZO

Egg turn into dough, that turn into apple pie crust. Homemade toffee was cooked for 2 - 3 hrs and 5min before take off (from stove) it was burnt beyond recognition. Stuff happens.

Burn the apple pie too.

CHEERS!

SEPARATE

By the way here's a schematic representation of a normal serum protein electrophoresis gel, in case you wondered.