Kristoffer's wishes for his funeral and will.
(2002-03-03).

When my best friend Eden died, I was one of the people called upon to arrange his funeral. And that was one of the toughest things I've ever had to do. So to spare everyone some work if I should suddenly die, here is how I want my funeral to be and also something you might call a will.

Funeral arrangements

Place: Sorunda kyrka. I know I'm not that religious, but I really do love this church that I went to from age 5-16! And if possible, get cremated and spread in Skogskyrkogården, Stockholm.
Priest: Knut Fischer. Although he failed to make me very religious, he still saved my life and turned me from a 14 year old atheist to a 15 year old agnostic. I think this is the most important part, as long as you get him you can't go wrong.
Color-scheme: Dark-blue.
Flowers: Although I was allergic, by all means - use flowers!
Music: "First Contact"-theme, TNG:"Inner Light"-theme, Moby's "Everloving" or Dune's cover of "Who wants to live forever". Can't really decide which one, but there are the four choices.
Who gets to come: As many as possible

Think that takes care of most of it. And try to have fun, that's what I'd wanted.

Will

I don't have that much that goes into a will. But out of the few things I do have ;

• The home-cinema system goes to my parents to either keep or give to AC or Jocke, don't think anyone else has much use for it.
• My DVD collection can be devided by [whoever gets my home cinema system], Markus, Eva and 'the house of Poll'.
• All Star Trek stuff (paintings, magazines, episodes, books and everything) can be devided by Markus, Eva and 'the house of Poll'. Don't think anyone else cares that much for it. EXCEPT for the big Voyager painting hanging over my couch, that one I want my parents to hang up somewhere in Lyngsta.
• My power-computer goes to Eva, she's always complaining their PC sucks. The other two to whoever wants them.
• My screaming red Ferrari T-shirt and microwave goes to AC. Just to annoy her.
• All the rest of the stuff in my apartment goes to my parents. I know it's not much, but atleast a comofortable couch, double-bed and lets not forget my PS / 2. Think the kids there in the middle of nowhere could use it.
  

This may not be legally binding, but hey, it's not like we're talking millions here...

/Kristoffer Ström