Sunday, 28 December 2008

SKRUKk


idag satt vi og snakket om Skrukken ved middagsbordet hos mor. det festlige var at min søte uskyldige mor trodde at skruk at det vi mente med skrukk var "sunnmøre kristelige ungdomskor" og ikke området mellom skrotum og rektum, som Harald Eia viste fram på NRK for et par år siden. mor hadde ikke hørt om skrukken før og syntes Eia var avskyelig som kunne vise fram skrotum på tv. men jeg tror hun lo litt inne i seg, for egentlig så er hun en frekkas hun og, hun bare later som hun ikke er for the sake of the children.





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Sunday, 14 December 2008

google earth on the moon


Last night I dreamt that the moon was so huge it completely blocked the sun. so even though I woke up in the middle of the day, there was no sunlight. I went out to look at the moon, and when I came out, I was the only one that was out. I started calling my friends to wake them up and tell them to go outside and look at the moon, but they were too lazy to leave their beds. So I just looked at the moon by myself.

Everything was covered in a blue shadow, and looked cold, like it does in the moonlight in the winter in places without streetlights. Have you noticed how it sort of looks like the moon has an uneven surface, like the holes on a cheese? because it was so big, I could see that what I had always thought was an uneven surface, was actually a map, and then i realised that it was not a map, it was a reflection of the earth, and that if I looked carefully I could see streets, buildings and people. and I could zoom in on the images just like in google earth.

perhaps the moon is just another earth with the same countries and the same people and if you went there, it would be just like here, only the earth lit up in the night instead of the moon?


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Wednesday, 26 November 2008

Wednesday, 19 November 2008

the mysterious switch



I found, or rather noticed a switch in my room today that I had not noticed before. It is in the corner in between my bed and my laundry basket. It's white and it has a cable going from the box and under the carpet. where does the cable end up? and what is the switch for? should I try it and see what happens?

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Sunday, 16 November 2008

It's Friday I'm in love



Is definitely FRIDAY. The rest of the week is just spent waiting for the Friday night to come. What would the week be like without the Friday?

SUNDAY is my second favourite. On sundays I do three fun things in one day: Climbing, reading in the library (in sweatpants) and archery.


I also enjoy TUESDAYS and WEDNESDAYS. Because we watch documentaries about monkeys and slides with pictures of penises in lecture.


SATURDAYS are good in Norway, but here Saturadys just makes me feel bad because it tends to be the least productive day of the week. It also the day of the week where I’m most likely to have a hangover.


I’m always emo-moody on THURSDAYS. That is due to the fact that we have lectures from 10 to 4. In addition to that I’m reminded every Thursday at 11 o clock when I go to get caffeinated soft drinks in the campus shop that they quit selling red bull and replaced it with Relentless. Unfortunately, Relentless only comes in cans, which means you have to drink it all in one go and it’s a whole fucking PINT of it.


MONDAY. Isn’t it needless to explain why Monday is on the bottom of my favourite day of the week list.


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Thursday, 9 October 2008

Nadias photoshopart-picture of us and David Blaine


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everything I said I was gonna write about, but didnt


I haven't updated my blog in AGES. but over summer I've had many ideas about tthings I wanted to write about but never did. For instance

  • all the useful and less useful stuff I learned about elderly and alcoholics in my summer job. what gravity does to your body as your aging, what they eat, funny expressions they use etc
  • The Hove festival. what bands I saw, how they were, the people I met and how my language changed after it. "dridd" and "hekking".
  • the Croatia trip. but I have talked so much about it, that I can't be bothered to repeat any of it.
  • about Swedish people. I have met so many Swedes this summer. In my job, out on the town in Stavanger, in Croatia and here in Essex, and everyone is nice, fit and friendly. I think swedes are statistically significant nicer than people from other nations and I don't think I have ever seen an ugly Swedish person in person. (Tomas von Bröhmsen is not particularly good looking though, but I only saw him on film, so he doesn't count.)
    • It even says in urbandictionary.com how cool Swedish people are:
    1. swede 316 up, 118 down love ithate it

    An extremely cool, dope and chill person from Sweden; Europe.
    You've seen that swede livin' in mah block?

    2. Swede 167 up, 81 down love ithate it

    The coolest people this side of the mason dixon line.
    "Wow, I wish I could cool and Swedish like that Swede. I guess Im going to go kill myself, because I have seen a level of swankness that I can never possibly reach."
  • How stupid it is when Norwegians brings brunost with them if they go somewhere on a holiday or something. like this idiot, who brought half a kilo of Gudbrandsdalsost to America.
  • the books I read this summer (Jakten på den røde rubin was my favourite, thanks Ida)
Over og ut for denne gang. mer kommer snart. hvis jeg gidder.

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