After a hectic but good day at work I ventured out into the everyday Swedish reality to get antidepressants for myself and two medicines for my mother.
In the old days, when we still had a pharmaceutical monopoly in this country, buying medication used to be easy. Since the monopoly was abolished in 2009 (when the Swedish government cited the fact of Sweden being the only democracy along with the dictatorships Cuba and North Korea to retain its monopoly) it has - sometimes - become a laborious undertaking.
Where I earlier could get the information from the first pharmacy (if they were out of stock) which other pharmacy close by had the other two drugs in stock I now had to visit five different pharmacies on a hit-and-miss mission to obtain the other two.
After proudly delivering my loot to mother I got home at around 7 P.M and was struck by Friday coma, so I went to bed for a short refreshing nap. I woke up four (4) hours later laughing and in a state of sexual arousal because of a very amusing and exciting dream.
I will not go into details but it was a sort of erotic version of the movie "Groundhog Day" featuring myself in the lead with a working class hero - who shall remain unnamed - in many variations on the same theme. Each repetition ending with the same question, "Why do you call me "ass-licker" like it was a bad thing?".
I think - but am not certain - that the repeated question was due to the fact that I have been subconsciously thinking about how I should respond to a mail I received the other day from another SecondLife resident who a while ago, in an implicit way, called me and a friend ass-lickers on her blog.
In the old days, when we still had a pharmaceutical monopoly in this country, buying medication used to be easy. Since the monopoly was abolished in 2009 (when the Swedish government cited the fact of Sweden being the only democracy along with the dictatorships Cuba and North Korea to retain its monopoly) it has - sometimes - become a laborious undertaking.
Where I earlier could get the information from the first pharmacy (if they were out of stock) which other pharmacy close by had the other two drugs in stock I now had to visit five different pharmacies on a hit-and-miss mission to obtain the other two.
After proudly delivering my loot to mother I got home at around 7 P.M and was struck by Friday coma, so I went to bed for a short refreshing nap. I woke up four (4) hours later laughing and in a state of sexual arousal because of a very amusing and exciting dream.
I will not go into details but it was a sort of erotic version of the movie "Groundhog Day" featuring myself in the lead with a working class hero - who shall remain unnamed - in many variations on the same theme. Each repetition ending with the same question, "Why do you call me "ass-licker" like it was a bad thing?".
I think - but am not certain - that the repeated question was due to the fact that I have been subconsciously thinking about how I should respond to a mail I received the other day from another SecondLife resident who a while ago, in an implicit way, called me and a friend ass-lickers on her blog.