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Weblog | I don't like the word blog, it's ugly. Anyway, new content happens here. (Swedish dito)
About me and the site | Twenty-something male who likes text. Obsessed with things such as books, reality, communication, and one or two tv-shows.
Archives | Things written here since... well, 2001. Some of it is good, some is utter shait.
Books | Books read, not books written. So far I've struggled to maintain unpublished.
Photo | I like my camera and it likes me.
Links | Outwards, away, flee.
e-mail | J. Nicklas Andersson
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2001-11-25
While going through the archive and assigning category on each entry, I noticed something awful. Sometimes I’m just as sloppy in my writings as John Grisham. The sentance structures are weird and the meaning, well, just leave that alone for now. It is far from perfect.
Happier things than my grammar: the support from my webhotel is ‘mazing. I casually said that I didn’t have any statistics for the website yesterday and they fixed it. Late as it were on a Saturday evening. It feels weird, because I’ve never seen such a support before in my entire life.
