To get to work and home again every day I ride a bike down to the town centre and walk up the hill to the museum from there. The bike ride is about 6 km long, and mostly downhill when I'm on my way to work, and mostly uphill on the way back.

This morning when I was about halfways to the town centre, I heard a cracking noise and felt my seat start to wiggle, so I stood up on the pedals, only to hear the seat fall off the bike. I stopped, picked up all the pieces and checked if I could re-attach the seat. I couldn't. The bolt attaching the seat to the bike was broken in two. So I put all the loose parts in the basket (good thing I got a basket), and rode the rest of the way standing up.

And let me tell you one thing, riding a bike standing up, and especially downhill, is not as stable and comfortable as riding a bike usually is. At least I got to work without any more problems, and even on time.

No, literally, I can't breathe. I woke up at 5 am this morning (because the sun came up), and discovered I couldn't breathe through my nose. At all.

Cold, allergy or sinus infection? I really don't know, but this needs to stop now.

This morning after my alarm went off, but before I got up I had a seriously weird dream. First, we (and I'm not quite sure who "we" were, because, you know, weird dream) got attacked by zombies. Then, somehow, the zombies slowly turned back to regular people. At first they looked a little scruffy, but eventually they all got back to normal. So we all had a big party. In a barn. Of course. Unfortunately someone crashed the party, kidnapped all of us and locked us up in some "hospital" where they did medical research on us. They also painted a black dot on all the womens noses. Just because. Somehow, I managed to escape, only to find there were indeed some people left out there who were still zombies. I fought off a few of them, but eventually got so fed up of fighting zombies I decided to get up instead...

In other news my mother met a woman who used to go to my elementary school walking home barefooted and still wearing her party dress when she rode her bike to work this morning. I always think it's fun to see people doing their walk of shame, but in this case I must admit I don't quite understand why she chose to do a walk of shame instead of a bus ride of shame. She does, after all, live in the middle of nowhere. At least if you have to walk there barefoot.

OMG. I so wish I had an anonymous blog.... o_O

Why am I always so hungry the day after I've been drinking? I'm constantly hungry. I've already eaten twice today, but now I'm starving again. And that's a little inconvenient, seeing as I'm on a train and will be here for the next four hours or so.
I'm.so.hungry.

I just ruined my last set of headphones. I just can't stand the thought of working out (or even working) without music. And even worse, I don't think I have the time to buy a new set before my five hour train ride to O-town on Wednesday.

Please just kill me now.

Sometimes I wonder if the people who doesn't spend a lot of time with farming animals (otherwise known as the consumers) realize how intelligent for instance cows are. And do they realize each and every one of them have a distinct personality?

Anyways.

Yesterday I had some time off, so I wanted to lay down in the sun and tan for a while. The plan was to turn around at least every 30 minutes. Which worked well for a little while. At first I placed my sun-bed in a little nook outside our back door, and the little nook got so hot I actually had to go inside and cool down after some 20 minutes (it was about 20 degrees in the shade, which is nice and cool, but I'm guessing at least 30 degrees in the nook). Then, when I got back out, I moved the sun-bed to the middle of the lawn, thinking it would probably be a little more comfortable out there in the slight breeze. I was right. Unfortunately it got so comfortable I fell asleep. Face down, in the sun, for at least an hour and a half. When I woke up, the back of my thighs had started to turn pink.
It wasn't too bad though, my thighs are all back to normal today :)

Got to love this article in the Columbia Journalism Review about how teletext just lives on in Scandinavia. How about 20%, or more, of the population in all the Nordic countries use teletext every day. Come to think of it, even my little brother use teletext, and he just recently turned eighteen. But, you know, it is fast, and very, very easy to use. If you want to know who just scored in some football match, it is way faster to check teletext than to pull out your laptop, go online and open the right page. At least if you are in front of the television anyways.

In other news, I'm incredibly bored right now, and when I asked bff A what I should do, she suggested I write a book or record an album. We all know writing a whole book would just contribute to me being bored (and possibly lead to me dying from boredom), so I guess I'm going for the record an album option. Wish me luck!

I've gotten a lot done today. Before 7 AM I'd already finished the first "shift" at the farm and had a run with the dog. Then I had a shower before I went to my second job. You know, at the museum. After work I went to see my grandmother.

I wrote a long text about my grandmother here, but then I deleted it. I'm not sure she wants details from her life published online, so I'm not going to publish anything personal about her. Instead I'm giving you a couple of PhotoBoot pics. (I was going to post those anyways.) Surprise, surprise!

This is how I looked at work today. My boss always thinks my clothes aren't warm enough, and that I might freeze, so today I put on a thick-looking sweater. It's not really any warmer than the sweaters I usually wear...



Sweater; F21, Ear-thingie; gift from bff A

It's been a while. I know. But I've been away, and I didn't bring my laptop, and I just couldn't be bothered to update my blog from that teeny-tiny phone of mine.

Anyways.

First I spent five days in Hemsedal with my family + my aunt, uncle, their three kids and one of my cousins boyfriend at their cabin there. I mostly spent my days snowboarding, playing cards and eating. You know, your average Norwegian Easter holiday.

Thursday last week two of my cousins and I jumped on a train to O-town, where I stayed at bff As until this morning. In O-town we went to Inferno Metal Festival with Ida, partied and watched two seasons of Skins. You know, still your average Norwegian Easter holiday.

Monday I woke up with a throat infection and a slight fever, so I mostly spent the day inside. Tuesday (yesterday) I felt more or less fine again, and on my way to the subway-station after dinner at my aunt and uncles I ran past a couple of joggers. I was in full "I'm-a-girly-girl"-gear and had a throat infection, so I'm pretty sure the joke was on them.

Today I spent the first part of the day at the train.
When I got home, the dog was super-excited to have me back, and looked like she expected me to take her out for a run the second I came in the door. She spent the next few hours following me around the house, before I finally took her out after dinner. Now I'm going to watch last weeks episode of Revenge before I got to bed. Got to get up early to work tomorrow morning.


( Picspam after the cut )