9 pm and I'm exhausted. After waking up at 4.30 this morning I feel that it's an acceptable feeling. And not just waking up early, but getting ready and looking nice, flying off to Oslo, spending 3 hours at the airport waiting for a meeting (and 3 hours is a perfectly great time to work up a pile of nervousness), having a meeting about a job that seems really really interesting trying to make a great impression, waiting some more, flying back home, cleaning the apartment and then rightfully collapse on the couch. As a Dane would say, puha.
Now crossed fingers about the job and getting ready to sleep.
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