Henchmen

I killed the charger for my computer again today. Not so convenient as I have an exam on the 4. of february (five days before my birthday), and need my computer to prepare for it.

In other news it's extremly cold outside, so last night I cut my fingers on frozen grass (!) and this morning I got somme other cuts/injuries on my hands that I have no idea how I got because my hands were so cold I couldn't feel anything. I don't like this extreme cold, for one it's too cold to really do anything outside, and secondly it makes all the farmwork so much harder as our equipment isn't made for this cold weather (it's usually not this cold here, and certainly not this cold for such a long period).

Edit: I see that I've been whining a lot on my blog lately. Sorry, I'll try to stop that. Also, the "cut my fingers on frozen grass" part of this entry is not meant as whining, but as a weird fact. 'Cause, you know, how often do you cut your fingers on frozen grass!?!

One thing I have been thinking a lot about lately is how much time I spend on the internet. Because, you know, I spend a lot of time on the internet. Mostly reading fairly interesting and well written blogs about topics I'm interested in, but still. And because I spend all that time on the internet there are other things that I haven't got time to do. Like reading actual books, working with photography or watch movies. Things I really like to do.

On the other hand, the internet is more or less the only place I've been writing (and reading) English and Norwegian the last months, and I need to write (and read) to keep up my, well, ability to write at all. I have dyslexia, so I need to know how I write stuff (because I don't necessarily understand it when I hear/say a word), and I forget really fast when I don't write (and read) a lot.

Another problem I've had lately is how I've started to forget all the German and Spanish I know. I still understand what I hear or read, but I have really big problems speaking it, and it's really frustrating. I know all I have to do is to use it more, but it feel really awkward when everything I want to say comes out wrong and I just can't get into "the flow".

I think what I will do is try to spend less time online, and I've already wished for this book for my birthday. I suppose that as I will be studying at a Norwegian University for the next six months I will have to both read and write Norwegian and English at school, so that problem solves itself, at least temporarily.

And if you should see less of me online and miss me you can always give me a call, I have the same number I've always had;)

In other news I'll go to O-town on January the 14th.

I keep getting invites to this facebook group "100 MILLION VOICES OF SHAME TO OUR WORLD LEADERS FOR FAILING IN COPENHAGEN". I decline and somebody else asks me. I decline again, and another one of my friends invites me. Now, here's the thing, I'm repeatedly declining this invite because: 1. I was too busy moving to really pay attention to what happened in Copenhagen and 2. I didn't expect much to come out of it.

I don't know about you guys, but I'd like to quote Victoria in Better off Ted: "Money before people, it's the company motto." It's always about money, and world leaders can talk and shift focus towards less emmissions, but they all have very powerful pressure groups in their home countries negative to the massive changes that they're talking about. So no matter how much we might feel that time is running out for our planet, unless we somehow annihilate capitalism, changes to the way we do things that cost money (and saving the environment will cost a lot of money) will come slowly if at all.

Now please tell me: Was Copenhagen really that disappointing? Given all we know about who holds power in capitalist societies?

For the first time in a frightening amount of years, I did not spend new year's eve at the same party with the same people that I always do. I was too sick and ended up spending it on the couch with my boyfriend, watching District 9 and drinking champagne out of wine glasses (sacrilege, I know, but we just moved in). It felt nice, but a little weird and not like new year's eve at all. At least not until the fireworks started and we were kissing outside in the cold. That part was perfect.

To make things even better; today, I actually left the apartment for the first time since we moved in. I probably shouldn't have because I was coughing quite horrendously and almost everything was closed today anyway so the only place we could get coffee was at a movie theatre. It sounds okay in theory, but reality turned out to be ugly plastic chairs and a swarm of noisy children. Still, the cabin fever was about to get to me so I'm glad to have been outside for a little while at least.

I told 45hasle that I only had one resolution this year: to try out as a writer. Turns out that's not true. I'm also going to finish my thesis, move to Canada, start going to yoga again and go climbing at least 5 times. There! How's that for resolutions!

I need to tell yall that Sons of Anarchy is THE GREATEST SHOW EVAAAAHS! liekomgomgomgomg!!!!!!!!!!!!11! Charlie Fucking Hunnam. Topless, beating up good guys and worse guys. So totez hawthawthawtttomg!

Now what, dear flist and other readers, has made me react in such a degrading and weird spelling way? Is it my newfound addiction to ohnotheydidnt? Probably. At least the spelling. But my reaction, my friends is solely the the acting talent that is Charlie hunnam. Surprisingly enough, seeing how in Nicholas Nickleby he had a slightly less convincing British accent than Keanu Reeves in Dracula - and this guy is from England. But he has grown as an actor, or at least his abs and biceps have. Grown, that is. mmm. Hunnam.

Yeah, and it's really exciting as well.

Tomorrow I'm working with Kimmi again, so I am expecting an update soon.

You know how small children have a tendency to put stuff in their mouths and then stick it in your face? Well, I'm not saying my 9 months old niece gave me the worst cold I've had this year on purpose, but she did climb all over me with her bacteria infested self and now, I'm dying. I made it through the moving process (barely), but after four trips with the car and ten hours of moving, I officially collapsed.* I'm now sitting up again, but that is only barely. I have no voice, my nose is running and I'm completely disgusting. I'm also so sick that getting a glass of water from the kitchen is something I have to prepare for.

Luckily, I have the best boyfriend in the world. Right now, he's handing over the keys to the apartment to the new tenants. In addition to that, he's been taking care of my sick self without getting annoyed at my intense self-pitying. All in all, life isn't half bad.


*We've moved out of our place and will be living in the Funcom apartment until we leave for Canada.

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