Actually, I don't think "quiz" should be considered a verb, but who know what I mean anyway, because you're so incredibly intelligent.


You're an Etch-a-Sketch!! You're the creative,
artsy type who doesn't need to actually utilize
a single muscle group in order to have fun.
Doesn't matter though, you're still cool.

What childhood toy from the 80s are you?

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You are Fluffy Mackerel Pudding!! You somehow
manage to combine seafood and dessert into your
wonderfully fluffy world. We should all be as
tolerant of New Taste Sensations. And of
big-yolked eggs.

What Weight Watchers recipe card from 1974 are you?

---

You're Monet!! Fuzzy and romantic, your art is
destined to hang on every college freshman
girls' dorm room wall until the end of time.

What famous artist are you?

---

Well, u-- um, can we come up and have a look?

What Monty Python Character are you?

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You want to hit Voldemort with a train! Too bad
the guy won't die...

Which Harry Potter Character Would You Hit With A Train? (done, w/images)

Current track: Sri Hari - Bande Krishna

Labels: tests

WHy I'm not in bed already, I don't know. Been up all night listening to a few Depeche Mode albums while playing Neverwinter Nights. Another long weekend; this is making me extremely lazy. As a proper Norwegian I am feeling ashamed because I haven't been out in the sun for more than half an hour today, but to comfort myself I have just bought six musical soundtracks off Amazon. What a great way to waste my money!


Which Rock Chick Are You?

Current track: Nothing.

Labels: gaming, music, musicals, Norway, online shopping, tests

Why we didn't wait another five minutes, I don't know, but we got off the tube train downtown and went outside, where it was pouring kittens and mittens. We walked to the cinema (one of us couldn't run in her high heels...and it wasn't me) to pick up some tickets (Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, June 16 - yes, it's late but bear in mind it opens just five days prior to that over here, for some twisted reason.) By the time we went out of there again it had stopped raining and we were soaked. Well, just about, because I actually dried up pretty soon, even my leather jacket showed no sign of having been rained on a few minutes later. Maybe it wasn't too bad after all. Anyway, after a bit of shopping (long weekend) we went to have some wine and mineral water (yep, I was the soda person today) in the sun. Had a terrific time being completely silly and making up worst-case scenarios for this and that ("what's the most embarrassing thing that could happen to you while watching a play from first row" was very much discussed and we came up with a lot of very ingenious and disgusting answers to that one), slagging other people's clothes (even though I myself looked like something that had been dragged behind a lorry transporting fresh manure), commenting on world events and basically relaxing after a...not very productive week at work, coming to think of it, but then again...we had fun. :-) Summer could have arrived, so we're enjoying every glimpse of the sun before wanting to hide indoors from all the heat. *rolls her eyes* Will we ever learn to enjoy the current weather instead of complaining all the time?

Saw a few more celebrities. One singer (Torhild Sivertsen) and then the Chief of Justice. Aww. Oh, and a few more actors from La Cage, but that was to be expected from where we were sitting, so once again; that doesn't count. Got home at 20:45, so had a very late dinner. At some point, a few years ago, I worked evenings and used to eat at around 23:00. Of course, I also got up at around noon (or even later), so my whole rhythm went askew. There's no way I could do that now. I'm thinking if I ever get a job where I'll be working evenings (I wish) I just have to get up at eight or nine in the morning or else I'll go mad. Well, perhaps not, but it would be annoying. I don't have to worry about that just yet, though. ;-) Have a great evening!

Current track: Last week's Jonathan Ross Radio 2 show

Labels: film, humour, name-dropping, personal, tube

Three children decapitated in Baltimore. What's wrong with the world?

I woke up this morning to the news of a cab driver here in Oslo who'd beaten an 11-year-old mentally handicapped boy until he started bleeding, as he was driving him to school. Another person witnessed the whole thing from the car behind and called the police. They stopped the car. The cab driver has confessed, but it seems like no one knows why he did it. However, this is not my concern. First of all: What in Bob's name is wrong with you??? Secondly, his punishment was a fine of about US$1,000, he may not drive children anymore, and the police are considering revoking his cab driver's permit. WHAT??? What kind of a punishment is that, for beating a helpless child (he couldn't even speak, and was clearly upset when brought to the casualty ward)?

A Norwegian man, convicted for raping a young boy in Greece, had his sentence revoked when sent back to Norway after only a few months in Greece. He was given 30 years imprisonment in Greece, two years in Norway. He said the Norwegian prison was like a hotel compared to the Greek one. What's the point in putting people in prison when they don't a) see it as a punishment, and b) get more than a few years for rape?

Here endeth today's Question Hour. I'm off to lunch. To paraphrase Candice Bergen in Sweet Home Alabama: "Yum!"

Current track: Not much.

Labels: current affairs, film

Last night I was the lucky witness to the most splendid performance of La Cage aux Folles ever, I'm sure. Now that I've seen it six times I sort of know the drill. So of course I immediately spotted that one of the dancers was gone. This worked seamlessly throughout the evening; the dancers are professionals and know how to handle such a situation, obviously. However, something else started going wrong from the very start. I have no idea what it was, but it reminded me of the only performance I saw of Noises Off in London during the 2002 season - the difference is that yesterday it worked, in London they seemed to be really out of it and couldn't be bothered to make it right. Last night there were lines that went missing, lines that were repeated, cues that went AWOL, mishaps, a great fall, and all of this led to an increased usage of ad libs, meaning they proved once and for all that they're a great team and that they know how to keep the show going. All of these things were probably not that obvious to those who hadn't seen the show before, well...except for the fall, but it COULD have been written in, of course...but for me, it was sheer bliss. I was ready to buy another ticket the second I got out of there; unfortunately the box office was closed, but I've got two tickets for June anyway, so it doesn't really matter that much.

Current track: The ringtone of some mobile further down the corridor.

Labels: musicals, theatre

The flood: WHY do these things always happen to those who've already got close to nothing in their lives? What's impressing me the most is that many of these people still believe there is a god.

Current track: Still nothing.

Labels: current affairs

After a hard day at work, doing absolutely nothing but chit-chatting and reading magazines, we felt compelled to go downtown to have a cup of coffee. Actually, I...err...went downtown to buy another ticket for La Cage. I mean, no one in their right mind can not wish to see it eight times, right? After having secured a ticket for tomorrow night (among the first three rows, naturally), we sat down at an outdoor café for a chat and a coffee, as mentioned. It wasn't very warm out, around 14 degrees centigrades, but the sun helped a bit. While chatting, I was watching all the tourists that were scurrying about. Oh, I even sent a German-speaking lady in the right direction; I didn't hear her accent at first so I replied in English, but we understood each other, so no problem. (Bob only knows where "St. Johanns gate" is, but I sent her to "Karl Johans gate", hope that's all right. ;-))

Anyway, while sitting there, I saw a couple of celebrities (one politician, one...actor I'm going to see on stage tomorrow. Ahem.) and when we left a few hours later we spotted a couple more (another politician and one very talented pianist/composer/arranger - Ingrid Bjørnov; some lucky Londoners could have caught her musical Which Witch (with Benedicte Adrian, a brilliant singer I have had the pleasure of hearing live once) but apart from that I'm afraid she's mostly known back here.) Too many Norwegians are known here only, and not abroad. You don't know what you're missing. Seriously. Enough said. For now.

So, four celebs in one go. My theory is still king. Actually, I spotted a few more, but they were a bit far away AND they were in a spot you'd expect to see them, so it doesn't really count. :-)

Hands up those who think I should do something else with my time.

Current track: Nothing.

Labels: dennis storhøi, musicals, name-dropping, personal, theatre

I survived watching The Lord of the Rings for eight hours and forty minutes and it made so much more sense this time. It's not that the story is a very difficult one, but since I haven't read the books and the first two films weren't conclusive, I waited two long years before I actually got into the story. This time I watched them all in one go, no pausing or fast-forwarding (or rewinding, for that matter), and I instantly understood all the references to people and places previously mentioned, so it was a real treat. I won't be having another LotR marathon for some time, though.

I'm off to continue playing Neverwinter Nights. (I can't believe they didn't make the official LotR games into hardcore role-playing games! I think they would have made much more money on that, because LotR fans are generally into role-playing and would be interested in playing the RPG based on the trilogy, as opposed to the current (tactical) action games.)

Current track: Nothing.

Labels: film, gaming

Yay! Food will be delivered to the shops within...weeks. I really hope they're proud of themselves, because the rest of us are less than impressed with their five-week childish game.

On a more positive note, The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King arrived in the post today, so since I've got tomorrow off, I will finally sit down and watch all three films in one day.

Current track: MTV.

Labels: current affairs, film

She was just awarded FIFA's Centennial Order of Merit because of her unselfish promotion of women's football across the world. Woo-hoo! Well deserved, I say!

Current track: Audioslave - Show Me How to Live (on MTV)

Labels: award shows, sport

Current track: George Michael on MTV

Labels: current affairs, humour

I've been visiting The Fence again and picked up a couple of quiz links:




Which 1990's Subculture Do You Belong To?



Threat rating: extremely low. You may think you can
subvert the government, but if you should try
you will be smited mightily because God likes
us best.


What threat to the Bush administration are you?

Current track: Silence; the neighbours have been playing the same CD for three hours now and I needed a break.

Labels: tests

Erik Slottner, who is openly gay, has been elected leader of the youth division of the Swedish Christian Democrats. *applauds* Now, I've got a suggestion. I'm not going to mention any names, but if you're a gay politician who hasn't come out of the closet yet, start considering it. If you ask people who know you well and whom you trust, does it show that you're gay, and they say "yes", then believe me, chances are the rest of us have noticed as well. And it'll only make things worse if you don't come out, actually. People still know and will start wondering how come you're not being completely honest. Anyway, no names have been mentioned. ;-) Have a nice evening!

Current track: Nothing.

Labels: current affairs

All right, so the brewers decided to call off their strike. Yay!

Current track: The jingle for the Mitsubishi Outlander ad

Labels: current affairs

Just one note about my previous post, the one about crazed girls/women who buy their idols' stuff. I pointed out that I meant films they've appeared in etc., but some even crazier women buy their personal belongings as well. Ahem. It's a mad, mad, mad, mad, mad world out there. I'm glad I'm in here in my fluffy world with all my fluffy friends and fluffy thoughts and fluffy pillows. Humdedum.

Current track: ABBA - Just Like That

Labels: personal

I'm getting a wee bit fed up. We're having a few major strikes at the moment, all nationwide and quite annoying. For four and a half weeks, food transporters (the people, not the trucks) have been on strike. One store chain uses their own transporters and could still deliver food to their stores. Unfortunately, this led to everyone shopping in that chain's stores, emptying the shelves faster than their delivery people could fill them up. My local store is a member of that chain, and I've had problems finding more than half of my meagre shopping list on several occasions. Still, at least we've got toilet paper. When the journalists went on strike two weeks ago, some of us started joking about where we'd find toilet paper now. What annoys me about the food transporter strike is that lots more shop assistants have been temporarily laid off than the number of transporters on strike. What about the hospitals and prisons that rely on those transporters? And the fact that lots of farmers have to throw away perfectly good food worth millions every day is just appaling. Where's the solidarity in that? They're a bunch of idiots, especially since they obviously live in their own little world and still think they've got the people's support. Sod that! They should be really ashamed of themselves and stop behaving like children: "They wouldn't give us what we wanted, so we'll stay here crying for a while till mummy picks us up." You should have seen the queue I was standing in today. I didn't mind much; I had the day off and could spend hours there, but people were vicious, I tell you. Old ladies, who are used to cutting the line because...uhmm...well, because they've got pointy elbows and age on their side (apparently), had to wait like the rest of us, even be told that the queue started much further back into the store. It's turning into a sale at Harrod's. Only without the supreme stock. Or anything, really. The brewers went on a strike the other day, so the shops will have even less goods in about a week's time. No beer and no mineral water. Woo-hoo! People who live less than a few hours away from Sweden travel there to stock up on diapers and toilet paper, as opposed to the usual smuggling of cigarettes and booze. And the "every man for himself" mentality is taking over completely. All we need now (touch wood) is that the binmen go on strike, at around the same time the mass transit system breaks down (touch some more wood, please). What a wonderful spring.

Another thing: Why is it that I often end up buying films that haven't been shown on telly for many years, films that I thought was really hard to come by, just weeks or even days before they're shown on telly or rereleased on DVD in a super-duper-4-disc-special-edition? It happens more frequently that I'd like. Today it's The 13th Warrior; I bought it a few weeks ago and today they're showing it on telly. The DVD didn't have ANY bonus material, so now I'm thinking "that was a bit of a waste". Still, buying is better than taping. :-)

That leads me to something else about buying films, or more like collecting them. Some time during their teens, girls tend to become crazed fans of one or usually several people, be it pop idols, actors or athletes. For some reason, it becomes crucial to write their names or at least initials wherever possible. These girls start buying their idols' stuff (not personal belongings, more like films they've appeared in etc.) There also appears a certain need to have their idols' picture everywhere on the walls. This does not stop. It's just that when these girls grow up and start earning money on their own, they try to do it in a more "grown-up way". They're claiming that they've bought a certain top ten album because of "the lyrics", meaning "the singer looks hot." And if they're real fans, whatever that is (and let's not get into a catfight here, ladies! ;-)), they simply have to have everything their idol has ever appeared in/on. I am guilty of this, definitely, but then I'm thinking "do I really have to spend months hunting down a two-minute blurry clip of [insert idol's name here] that is sure to cost me more than I would have earned during those months?" It's a clip!!! It's not going to change anyone's world in any way whatsoever at any point in time! You'll end up sitting there, looking at all the stuff you bought on eBay, thinking "shite". Of course, I've come by a few jewels because of a few minor obsessions; films that I simple love now and that I wouldn't normally have given a second glance.

Yes, I'm raving as usual. I'm off to make supper. Play nicely!

Current track: A1 - Caught in the Middle

Labels: current affairs, film, online shopping

He shall feel my wrath. If he keeps on playing really loud music at three o'clock in the morning just because he's a drug addict and doesn't care about anyone but himself, I swear I'll make sure he gets kicked out of his flat. I'm sick of having drug addicts and alcoholics around me, being scared to even stay at home for the evening. There are at least four of them in this building (out of 64 possible!) and they've been doing this for years, so why the board hasn't kicked them out yet must be because no one dares standing up to them.

On another note, I got through yesterday's ordeal all right. I had been dreading that date for about a year. I had to turn up in court as a witness (hopefully, keep your fingers crossed please, for the last time) and I really, really hate standing in front of people, talking. However - something very strange happened. A couple of months ago I was sitting in my seat on first row (naturally ;-)) waiting for the curtain to rise for La Cage aux Folles and suddenly had this feeling of being incredibly nervous; it was as if I was going to be on stage. Then I started smiling, meaning I quite liked the notion. This was the most surprising bit about the whole thing. Now, yesterday, I had been so nervous for months and was afraid I was going to faint or something, but as I was standing in front of the seven judges (jeez...) I eventually calmed down and thought "I could get used to this," meaning I could actually end up loving being in front of an audience (probably entertaining them, hopefully that means through means of acting, not stripping ;-))

Oh, and I got to see a huge cruise vessel yesterday, it was the brand new Jewel of the Seas and we will be seeing it several times this summer.

Current track: Magnet - Lay Lady Lay

Labels: musicals, personal, theatre

I have been an avid fan of VCR's since they started appearing. Unfortunately, my parents didn't buy one until 1993, which was really late. On the other hand, they didn't get a satellite dish until a few years after I moved out, so there wasn't really that much to tape back then anyway. :-) Still, once we got one into the house, I proved how much of a TV fanatic I was, to my parents' dismay. From my VHS collection it looks like I've been taping everything they've showed on telly. I've got heaps of episodes of tens of comedy series. I taped hundreds of music videos (this was around the same time that I started really reading those teen mags and foreign music papers) - several of which I am now thinking "WHY???" when watching. I taped films. Lots and lots of films. Don't worry, I have bought many of those on DVD later; I just can't help keeping the old copies. AND there are many films in my (strange) collection that I haven't found anywhere else.

Earlier today I was watching a programme about Henrik Ibsen and there was a clip from a Chinese opera that made me want to see Farewell My Concubine. I started browsing through my videos and found several that had no titles on them, so I scrapped the idea of finding the film and started looking through those videos instead. Phew! Took me two hours, but I finally discovered where I'd put both last year's Emmy awards and Academy awards AND BAFTA's. I also found such gems as Persuasion, Shock Treatment, O Lucky Man!, Torn Curtain and Brazen Hussies. And several of Parkinson's talk shows. Oh, and the whole of the Rhona series (which, funnily enough, never led to a second series (?????????)) I also found Shackleton, which is so great that I will be watching that tonight.

Current track: Nothing.

Labels: award shows, comedy, film, lists, literature, technology, theatre, TV

99 years today - not bad! And of course we all take off completely. Traditional clothing and Norwegian flags everywhere. I'm confident there are very few nations in the world that celebrate their independence day as extensively as we do. As for me, I'm quite content with just watching the parades on telly this year, listening to the hundreds of marching bands and thousands upon thousands of children singing. And crying for a bit every time I hear the national anthem. *sighs*

Hooray for getting rid of the Swedes back in 1905! Yay! *winks* (FYI, I actually like Sweden.) And the Danes in 1814! (I like Denmark too, even though I'm having trouble understanding some of their dialects.)

Current track: Gammel Jægermarsj (which will be played just about 423 times today)

Labels: history, Norway

What kind of a crap show was that? Please, please, PLEASE hire someone who can ad lib in English and/or French the next time! And some real focus pullers for the cameras. And while you're at it, why not employ a decent producer. Just an idea. And don't rip off someone else's intermission dance. Yes, they were quicker than the Riverdance people but they were still just copying the Irish, weren't they?

Thank God for Terry Wogan at least. Without him the whole ordeal would have been infinitely worse. OK, so I bet the hosts were doing their best; they certainly looked happy enough, and the crowd were very pleased with jumping up and down, screaming for three hours. But making Xena the Warrior Princess the winner of the year??? What happened? Is this what's going to happen with the EU now? I'm worried.

Not sure if I agree with Wogan, though, about the political voting. Sure, so the eastern bloc countries are used to suppression and are trying to adjust to more democratic ways, but I personally think (or at least hope) that the voting is just a result of the vast differences in musical styles in Europe. It's only natural that neighbouring countries vote for each other, because they're used to that kind of music and are generally more open to that. Let's face it, Terry; the rest of us, the lot that's been turning up for the contest every year for nearly fifty years (yes, all right, Norway didn't participate for the first two competitions), we've been doing that voting you call "political" for as many years. The UK have been doing that, too. It's not a conspiracy. Really.

Too bad about Ireland sending someone who couldn't stay within the right key, because the song wasn't too bad. I was voting for Serbia & Montenegro myself. Well, actually, I forgot to vote, I was too busy creating the voting table (phew! 36 countries!). Turkey was my runner-up. Ukraine was NOT on my list at all. Then again, I quite liked the Norwegian song. A thousand thanks to Sweden for "bailing us out" from the nil point situation at the last minute. I just couldn't bear another year of listening to Terry reminding the whole of the UK and those Europeans with a bit of sense (i.e. those who watch any BBC broadcast ;-)) that Norway has the record in the number of entries that have got zero points, all the while stating that the UK itself has an amazing track record when it comes to the Eurovision Song Contest. Yay! Lucky me for being an anglophile. Ahem. :-)

Current track: I've turned the telly off. No more crap Ukrainian songs.

Labels: current affairs, music, Norway, personal, TV

This has always been a very special date to me. A mix of events, I suppose. It's the birthday of Michael Palin, the man who indirectly made me an anglophile. Three years later, in 1992, I became a fan of William Hurt's on this date. A year ago, just past midnight so technically May the fifth, I met Philip Quast for the first time. Not "met" as in "how are you," more like "gnnhyh...uhmm...err..." But still. He was there, so was I, that's all that counts. :-) He'd just given me goosebumps from singing "Stars" from Les Misérables (I don't care what you may think; I still think he's the ultimate Javert) AND I'd just heard Tommy Körberg doing "Anthem" from Chess - basically, I was in heaven. So May 5 is a special date to me. I was hoping today was going to be another May 5 to remember, but alas. We went to see Van Helsing (which I believe was the world premiére) and it was an ok film, elevated because of Richard Roxburgh and Huge Jackson Hugh Jackman (and Alun Armstrong, but he wasn't in it for long). The comic relief of the film was David Wenham as a monk friar, although we suspected the whole film to be a farce at one point. Sadly, it wasn't. If it had been, I'd've given it a better rating at IMDb. ;-) Anyway, the actors were doing their best and the special effects weren't half bad; some of them were even outright brilliant, but the ones that were crap ruined the film for me. Oh, and did I mention the story was a wee bit weak? *rolls her eyes* Oh well, I soon learned to sit still and get into the film, so it was quite entertaining for a long while. Definitely not the worst film I've ever seen, but they could have done better, for instance by editing it down another twenty minutes or so.

Apart from that, work is a near-hell-experience these days and has been for months now, coincidentally starting at around the same time my boss finally lost it completely. I swear I'm not lying when I tell you he's in need of some serious therapy. And a shower. But there's no hope. I'm amazed I've lasted this long. I think about quitting three times a week but I haven't done it yet. I bet you he doesn't think I will. He'll have a heart attack when I eventually do. I'm hanging in there, though. No choice, unfortunately; I've got a mortgage, a student loan, a credit card and several bills to pay. All the while he's sitting there on his millions; he'll probably die of tightfistedness and a lack of friends.

Why I didn't apply and audition for drama school at some point, I don't know. I'm not saying it would have helped me paying the mortgage, far from it, but at least I would have been looking forward to going to work every day (after graduation, naturally).

I'm not in a bad mood, though. Just venting. And WHY do I always end up sitting next to someone who uses snuff when going to the cinema? What did I do wrong to deserve that? For one, it stinks. It looks really, REALLY stupid and they just don't get it. AND it's very damaging to one's health, but of course they're young and nothing bad will ever happen to them and yadiyadiyada. (I'm a reformed smoker, by the way, I know how hard it can be to kick the habit. I also know what a relief it is when you finally do.)

Current track: Bill Medley & Jennifer Warnes - (I've Had) The Time of My Life

Labels: film, Javert, michael palin, personal, philip quast, richard roxburgh, theatre, william hurt

Click here. (I got the link from The Fence, one of the blogs I recommend reading on a regular basis!

Current track: Err...uhmm...

Labels: current affairs

Look out for Guild Wars, a forthcoming massively multiplayer online roleplaying game (yes, we like to call them MMORPGs) that involves no monthly fee whatsoever!!! This is simply too amazing; I may have to lie down for a bit.

Before that, however: Is the offside rule such a daunting one to explain to women? This annoys me; they keep laughing about how difficult it is for women to understand that rule. 1. I understand it. 2. Most of us don't care. So there.

Current track: Nothing! Again! This is outrageous!

Labels: film, gaming, sport

Just finished watching Vanilla Sky for the first (and probably last) time. It left me slightly disturbed. Can't explain why. Anyway, I'm off to watch Bend it Like Beckham for the second time. Don't know why I haven't seen it several times already. A new week begins tomorrow. Oh, well.

Current track: Nothing.

Labels: film

For some reason (I think, perhaps, holiday-related), during summer everything shuts down. Things cease to happen, basically. No one can be bothered to release any new albums, films, books etc. The few films scheduled for a summer release count less than five. Shops close, the post office and banks close early, TV shows are all repeats, the only thing that seems to be alive during summer is the pulsating mass of tourists. What are we supposed to do, we (few) who don't like sunbathing all day long?

Current track: Another comedy show on the radio.

Labels: film, holiday, literature, music, personal, TV

I found this site to be rather offending. It clearly says in its description that it's for anyone living and/or born in any of the European nations, yet the list that follows (further down the site) is one containing the member countries of the EU (allowing itself quite a liberal amount of power when adding the non-member Romania to the list, I might add.) There IS a big difference between the EU and Europe. Get a grip. (Oh, and while I'm on a rant: Americans generally think of Europe (if they've even heard of Europe, some seem not to have) as consisting of Paris, Rome, London and sometimes Berlin. I start laughing when I hear a couple proudly stating they "went to Europe for a week" - there's no way you could possibly get around to all the countries in one week. And don't say "Europeans are like that / Europeans are like this / Europeans are more liberated" blah blah blah; we're not one person. All the different nationalities can be found in any of the medium-sized American cities. Would you say that everyone living in that city had the same vision/belief/political view/CUSTOMS???)

Current track: None.

Labels: current affairs

I'm sure these jokes are funny. It's just that I'm able to understand about half of every joke and never the punchline. :-)

Current track: Nothing.

Labels: humour, linguistics

One should think that by now I would have seen all there is to see on the 'Net, since I've been an (overly?) active user since 1997, but no. There are new sites popping up every day and they all crave for my attention. I brushed my teeth one and a half hours ago. I'm still sitting here, obviously.

Current track: Nothing.

Labels: computers, personal, technology

Congratulations to the ten new members of the European Union! I used to be extremely pro-EU, this was ten years ago when Norway last had a public vote about the European Union, but now I'm not so sure anymore. Seems like the EU would love to have our money but don't give a toss about us. That annoys me quite a lot (two-faced people usually do) so I've decided that as long as we're a member of the EEC we're better off on our own.

I tried to watch Death to Smoochy just now, but after an hour I still didn't like it enough to watch the rest. I mean, both Robin Williams, Harvey Fierstein and Edward Norton are in it, but the film itself was below par. I did manage to watch both Trading Places and Freaky Friday today, though. I'm trying to refrain from putting my LotR: The Fellowship of the Ring DVD into the player, as I'm waiting for the release of LotR: The Return of the King so that I can watch all three films in one day. I have to, so that I could possibly get into the story for once.

Today's weather has been good; I sat outside for about an hour, reading. Looking forward to applying sun lotion in a few weeks' time. Somehow I don't think I would appreciate spring so much if I lived closer to the equator. I guess that means we... *gasps* ...need four to six months of winter in order to fully understand the beauty of the other seasons.

Current track: A comedy show on the radio

Labels: current affairs, film